Pat easily descended from above, landing on the front steps. She was wearing a loose, seafoam green tunic-style mini-dress over knee length black and gray plaid tights and a pair of leather sandals. She was carrying a large insulated bag into which she'd stuffed a honey baked ham, side dishes, and a apple pie.
She'd been too busy worrying over the mystery bruises to sleep the night before, so she baked. There was more stuff for her to take to Roscoe waiting for when she got back. As well as a cherry pie for Axel.
"Digger?" Pat called through the sceen door. She could hear him in there, she thought. "Are you there, it's me, Pat?"
He leaned back and called out. "Here, present, accounted for. Come in." But then he quickly went back to trying to cover Derrick's eyes because the man had managed to get back on the track and was circling it again.
"Hey!" He protested and tried to jostle the control.
Derrick again went for the biting method before reaching out with a free hand and smacking at him.
"Awww maaaaa..." Derrick intoned and still they kept slapping at each other, laughing at one another as they did so. "Ya cheater!" he called out.
"Youbetcha." Digger agreed, pulling on the cord and rearing away. Derrick did not let this deter him, he just leaned WITH the cord following it.
"I will WIN."
"Not if I have a say, mate." Digger laughed, getting his car back on the road and was now trying to CRASH Derrick's into a wall.
"Hey! This ain't Grand Theft Auto or something." Derrick laughed.
"Hey Pat. Um... meant to call you in a few hours." Digger licked his lower lip and 'leeeeeaned' with a turn as though his body could take the car over with him. "Bruises healing?" He asked. "I would think you heal pretty quick... All things told."
"We heal pretty quick. All things told." Derrick parroted and then started to pull on DIGGER'S cord.
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She'd been too busy worrying over the mystery bruises to sleep the night before, so she baked. There was more stuff for her to take to Roscoe waiting for when she got back. As well as a cherry pie for Axel.
"Digger?" Pat called through the sceen door. She could hear him in there, she thought. "Are you there, it's me, Pat?"
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"Hey!" He protested and tried to jostle the control.
Derrick again went for the biting method before reaching out with a free hand and smacking at him.
Annnnnnd back in the grass they go!
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Walking in, carrying a bag of food, and seeing too men sitting down fighting over a video game... well, certain responses are just instinctual.
"Hey, no rough-housing inside, and don't bite people who haven't asked you to!" Pat's 'mommy' voice was immediately put into effect.
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"Youbetcha." Digger agreed, pulling on the cord and rearing away. Derrick did not let this deter him, he just leaned WITH the cord following it.
"I will WIN."
"Not if I have a say, mate." Digger laughed, getting his car back on the road and was now trying to CRASH Derrick's into a wall.
"Hey! This ain't Grand Theft Auto or something." Derrick laughed.
"Hey Pat. Um... meant to call you in a few hours." Digger licked his lower lip and 'leeeeeaned' with a turn as though his body could take the car over with him. "Bruises healing?" He asked. "I would think you heal pretty quick... All things told."
"We heal pretty quick. All things told." Derrick parroted and then started to pull on DIGGER'S cord.
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