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[werewolfing]

Oh, he's real. And we could take him.

[peter considers waiting until isaac has drink in hand for this revelation, but then he decides it's not worth the risk of wasting precious coffee. or getting scalded.]

You know the lawyer guy? Saul?

Yeeeeeeeah.

[freezerburned]

I don't.

[So the revelation, unfortunately, doesn't do much for him.]

Hand me a mug?

[werewolfing]

Eh, maintain your ignorance, it's less weird.

[peter shuffles over for a minute to grab two mugs and hands them to isaac.]

[freezerburned]

You obviously agree with me.

Isaac slips off the counter in that case and takes the mugs, moving toward the coffee pot.]

We should kick his ass.

[werewolfing]

Somehow I think that wouldn't end in a threesome.

[although peter is not entirely opposed to the idea.]

Sugar?

[freezerburned]

Yeah. And a little milk, if we have any.

[Isaac pours the coffee in both mugs, leaving some room for the milk.]

She'd totally forgive us.

[werewolfing]

After she broke most of my limbs, maybe. Well, probably yours too, but you'd get better.

[he doesn't seem terribly fazed by this concept, since he says it while checking the icebox for milk.]

Ah ha.

[he opens and sniffs it, and apparently it passes muster because he tops off both cups and then gets out the sugar and a spoon.

and then oh-so-smoothly reveals that he actually does know how isaac takes his coffee, because he adds the right amount of sugar to the mug closer to isaac without asking.]

[freezerburned]

[Isaac watches as Peter moves, glancing over the box before moving to rinse out the coffee pot, putting it back in the holder while Peter makes their drinks perfect.]

Wouldn't be the first time a pretty girl has caused massive amounts of bodily harm.

[He chuckles easy, lifting his cup to sip lightly at the coffee.]

Though this time, there'd actually be something to look forward to after the beating.

[werewolfing]

Hah. That's a plus, I guess. Delayed gratification if you wanted that threesome, though. Bones take time to heal.

[isaac's little dream scenario here is adorable, if nothing else. peter sips his coffee before he puts the sugar away and comes back to stand near isaac again.]

[freezerburned]

Nah. I'll just take the fall. Leave you out of it entirely.

[Isaac nudges Peter's shoulder with his own.]

Isn't that the agreement? I'll take punishment meant for you, heal over, and be fine in a few minutes.

[werewolfing]

[peter frowns for half a second, but covers it with a sip of coffee and a chuckle. there's no need to turn a conversation about an assault and a threesome that are never going to happen into something more serious.]

Not sure that taking my lumps counts falls under the umbrella of keeping me safe, but I guess the cause is noble.

[freezerburned]

And what cause could be more noble than love?

[But Isaac is grinning all the same, obviously a little sarcastic.]

Anyway- any plans for today?

[werewolfing]

[peter just rolls his eyes.]

Nope. Work isn't going to be any more interesting the third time around, so I figure fuck it. What're you doing?

[freezerburned]

The same thing we do every day, Pinky.

[Completely, utterly serious. Isaac takes another deep drink of coffee.]

[werewolfing]

Try to take over the world?

[isaac isn't the only one who watched the WB.]

[freezerburned]

[Keeping a straight face is the hardest thing he has ever had to do in his life.

Luckily, the coffee gives him a good excuse, and he lifts an eyebrow, shooting Peter a Look.]

Are you pondering what I'm pondering?

[werewolfing]

[this kid can deadpan with the best of them, and he's exploiting the hell out of this skill, because this conversation has suddenly become hysterical.]

I think so, but where are we going to find three pairs of fishnet stockings, a string of christmas lights and a rubber chicken?

[freezerburned]

Oh my god, Peter, I thought we dropped the threesome thing.

[Isaac gives a dramatic eyeroll.]

[werewolfing]

...wow, Isaac, I didn't know you were that into rubber chickens.

[freezerburned]

And here I thought the rubber chicken thing was for you.

[werewolfing]

Nah, I'm good. Fishnets, though.

[now is as good a time as any for a dramatic eyerake.]

[freezerburned]

[Now Isaac chokes on his coffee.]

Those are definitely for Steph.

[werewolfing]

[victory~ he grins into his mug.]

All three pairs? Jeeze.

[freezerburned]

You're imagining me in them right now, aren't you?

[He swats at Peter's shoulder.]

Peter.

[werewolfing]

Maybe.

[he doesn't even attempt to dodge.]

Not my fault you have nice legs.