Haddyn: About 200 years in the furture. Give or take.

[cantjossme]

There were times when having a six armed monkey living with you had its benefits. Unfortunately Mel's monkey had a bit of an attitude. Normally she would just ignore him but after going on two jobs and then dusting another nest of lurks in the subway, Mel had just about enough

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[sarcasm_guy]

By now, Sokka had realized that his phone didn't ring very often, and that when it did, it was usually someone he really wanted to talk to. Like Mel.

That probably accounted for the breathless, excited tone in his voice as he snatched up the receiver and gasped "Hello?!?!"

It also accounted for the fact that Momo Jr., who had been enjoying a nice stroking in a warm, cozy lap, was now clinging for dear life to Sokka's shirt and trying not to fall.

[cantjossme]

"You just wait by the phone waiting for me to call don't you?" Mel teased.

[sarcasm_guy]

No, of course not. Nuh-uh. That would be stupid. Maybe?

"...No?"

[cantjossme]

"So does that mean you don't miss me?" Mel teased.

[needsaparrot]

Xander would know that ringtone anywhere. Especially because he was 15 years in his own future and Cyndi Lauper was... not quite a golden oldie maybe, but definitely retro.

"Mel!"

[cantjossme]

"Hey there Mr. Carson-Harris," Mel said with a grin. "Still having the happy honeymoon period?"

[needsaparrot]

"You mean 'has Bridge still not kicked you out yet?'" he shot back. "Not yet, nope."

[cantjossme]

"Like he'd kick you to the curb," Mel snorted in amusement. "You two give me faith that love doesn't blow up in your face."