...with Weasel staying there. Though honestly he didn't even know if they were in the house after training most of the day. He laid back against the stoop and took a deep breath of fresh air. Knowing Wade and Weasel the inside of the house was probably smelling like beer, fried food and god knew what else. It was times like that Arashi really missed living with the frogs... they were somehow cleaner...

Once he and his vehicle had reached the door to the apartment, the lemming wrestled loose from the hands that confined it. With a crash , the ball hit the floor and finally, blissfully, went to pieces...a thwop , and a full-sized mutant male was standing there, upright and glaring. And in his underpants. But that was mostly counteracted by the glaring. [ for that guy, whee, and sp until tonight ]

He had Irene on Belarus and Robin on Ecuador-- it didn't quite free up his hands on other issues, but Nathan had had the time to do some significant research into the current financial situation of China...were moved to the dinner table, the beer migrated to the coffee table, the remote wound up on top of the beer, and Tether had already assumed the stalking position by the door. [ open to that guy ]

...or is it a coincidence? I hope he sleeps better tonight than last night. I was tired all day. I went to a girls party last night and had a giant margarita(it was soooo damn good). When I got home Wade was having a little trouble getting him down so I got him down and then he was back up in an hour. You cold tell he wanted to sleep but was having trouble breathing. I am going to rub him down with...

...ordinary Wednesday evening. Nate had read his papers, watched his news, and worked on his plans to help better the world through multidimensional-- well, that was a long story. By the time Wade had arrived, the beers were cold, the models were on, and Nate had assumed using the end table for a footrest. No weaves were attempted, no shots were fired, nothing improper was modded , and models...

Cable had spent most of his afternoon watching the news (except for the one incident where he'd gotten caught up in a nature documentary on lemmings... long story) and by the time evening came, he had...table' in the living room. He was researching AIG's international assets and their links to-- Well. It was mostly recreative research. And recreative contingencies. [ for the usual, please! ]

...believe in two months he will be a year old. He is trying to walk but just hasn't got the balance down yet. He is doing good though and I don't think it will be long. He is in to so much. Today Wade was supposed to watching him and he wasn't and Zane dumped all the dirt out of my MIL's flower pot and was just a playing. I could not help but laugh. Wade on the other hand spatted his little hands...

...covered the entire surface of the bed in a sprawl, the sheets bunched up somewhere by his hips. A couple of moments later, he was sliding out of bed and stretching with a yawn. He scratched the back of his head, reached down to pick up (and put on) his pants, and padded towards the bathroom. He opened the door, then stuck his head in. "Wade," he said, "I need the shower." [ for that guy. ]

It had been a sunny day, and the heat was barely even dissipating out of the streets of New York City. Nate's feet carried him through the city with a steady tread, his gloved hands buried deeply into... It was probably the coat. It had been a while. He tried not to pass more than fleeting attention to the diner that they'd just moved past. [ nfb, for the guy present, and wait for weetiny ocd ]

When Wade woke up that morning, there were many things he hadn't thought would happen. Like... the extreme backache from sleeping on the couch. Or the fact that his boxers had somehow managed to get on the lamp waaaaay over there. Mostly the whole... Arashi and him thing. He was pretty sure this didn't mean they were back together. Even if the sex was fan-freakin'-tastic. So, a very tactically wise...