Alice Blue 3 with Eraser and Pastels

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Author: Nikki
Colors: Alice Blue 3. be what you would seem to be
Styles/Supplies: Eraser (TOWNOID), Pastels (my gen card; O4: 'growing up')
Story: Phase; the title of this is 'I Like Chocolate Milk.'
Summary: Angie and Rayne watch Nicoletta's and Andy's daughters.
Word Count: 340
Rating: G
Notes: Takes place in August 2016.

"Angie, don't give them that," Rayne half-heartedly groaned, rubbing a hand over their eyes. The babies were napping for now, a baby monitor in Rayne's other hand, and the older girls were momentarily - very momentarily, since Rayne did not want to become that babysitter - involved with one of Angie's much milder X-Box games.

"It's just chocolate milk." Angie grabbed cocoa, sugar, and a funnel out of the cabinets.

A funnel. "What do you need that for?"

Angie popped the lid off of what they had left of a gallon of milk and stuck the funnel inside the jug. "I just told you I was gonna make the girls some chocolate milk." He quickly measured out sugar and cocoa and dumped them into the funnel.

Oh, good Lord.

He grinned at her expression, the sinful one that always made her skin feel hot. "Don't worry, it's mostly for me." He started shaking the milk up, after he made sure the top was securely back on. It only took a few seconds to turn into a veritable ticking sugar high time bomb.

"Angie, you can't have that much sugar. You'll be up all night, and that's the last thing you need."

"Oh, come on. I already have cancer. What's the worst that could happen?" He kept his voice low so the girls wouldn't hear, grinning again, but Rayne wasn't that amused.

"Don't joke about that, Angie." She grabbed the jug of milk and poured Talia and Amanda smaller glasses than what Angie would have. With how much sugar and cocoa Angie had put in it, she took a sip to make sure it was actually edible, before she poured another glass and considering pouring the rest of it down the sink. She put the jug back in the fridge instead. "You can have a glass too, but that's it. You really shouldn't have that much sugar."

"Sugar might help me fight cancer!"

She left Angie laughing in the kitchen, not really seeing what was so funny about that.

Comments

[subluxate]

Oh ANGIE. Angie Angie Angie. Black humor can be the best humor.

Poor Rayne, putting up with it, but at least she's not sending the girls home on a sugar high. Andy ALONE would be pissed, I bet. Nevermind Nic and Stacey...

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Lol, Rayne would have gladly kept the girls all night, if they wanted to deal with sugar high Angie instead.

Thanks!

[subluxate]

...Nic could have handled sugar high Angie, she says. But it involves duct tape, strong rope, and a sturdy chair.

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ANGIE. "Oh, is Andy not into that anymore?"

[subluxate]

Now she's loling and informing Angie that she would not duct-tape Andy's mouth. She would, however, duct-tape Angie's.

[five_steps_back]

But she would tie him to a chair? =P

[subluxate]

Well, yeah. Armless, preferably. =P

[five_steps_back]

Hm. Oddly enough, he's not entirely put out by this.

[subluxate]

Uh, well, considering this quite possibly involves a lapdance, I'm not remotely surprised by that.

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I'm shocked. =P

[bookblather]

Ahahahaha oh man. OH ANGIE. I love that Rayne is more worried about Angie on a sugar high than the girls... and also, I like Angie's coping mechanisms-- they seem very him. And it also seems in character for Rayne to not quite follow them. Good job.

[five_steps_back]

Can you imagine sugar high Angie? I'd be worried about it too.

Thanks! <3