MCA0, Saturday morning

[needsaparrot]

There is a lump under the covers. It's vaguely Xander-shaped, but that is of course no guarantee that it actually is Xander, all tuckered out from...uh. Working. Yes. The day before yesterday. And the oh so exhausting reading of e-mail.

It might not be him. It could be pillows, or a pile of sleepy gremlins, or, hey, it could be a giant puppet-Xander made out of Xander's clothes with a lot of twinkies for filling and a stuffed frog for a head.

Or it could just be Xander with a stuffed frog on his head.
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[OOC: For Bridge, and up early for great 'timezones and workschedules suck' justice.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Nuh-uh," Bridge protests. "I've gotta Xander," he says with a sleepy smile.

[needsaparrot]

"I hear those are expensive."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"C'n only afford the one."

[needsaparrot]

"Really high-maintenance, huh?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Mmmhmm," there might be something that sounds suspiciously like a sleepy giggle, along with a hand reaching up to touch his nose, accompanying that comment.

[needsaparrot]

"If it would help, I know a handyman who'd probably give you a discount on any repairs you might need."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Is that so?" Bridge opens his eyes and grins at Xander. Oh, look who's decided to join the land of no longer pretending to be asleep.

[needsaparrot]

"Yuh-huh. He's pretty low-maintenance. Just have to pay him in twinkies and kisses."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"*That* I can definitely afford," Bridge says, demonstrating this by adding "Morning," followed by a kiss. Because there aren't any twinkies in reaching distance.

[needsaparrot]

"Morning."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"This is totally the best way to wake up *ever*," Bridge says cheerfully.

[needsaparrot]

Xander can think of a couple that might be slightly better, but rather than argue it, he just makes a note to try one of them next time.

"I'm not hating it," he murmurs instead, ruffling Bridge's hair.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Bridge protests, but there's no real annoyance behind it. And besides, the hair-ruffling is reminding him of something. "I bought green dye," he informs Xander.

[needsaparrot]

"...The best part of waking up is green dye in your cup?" Xander sort of remembers there's a green dye thing, but his brain's still catching up a little.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I think I'm s'posed to put it on, not drink it," Bridge replies. "Unless it's some weird new kind where you do have to do that."

[needsaparrot]

"Oh, your hair." There might be more ruffling.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yep," Bridge grins. "Wanna help?"

[needsaparrot]

"We're not turning your hair green forever, right?" Xander checks.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Noooo," Bridge says, wide-eyed. "Only a week or two, at the most. I think."

[needsaparrot]

"Good. I'm all for playing around, but I kinda like your hair this color."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Kind of attached to it myself," Bridge admits.

[needsaparrot]

"Well, yeah." Xander tugs lightly on it. "You do seem to be."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Course, to do this thing we may actually have to leave the bed," Bridge points out.

[needsaparrot]

Xander makes a face. The frog falls off his head. "How much do you actually want green hair again?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge just gives Xander a look. "Even if we weren't dying my hair we'd have to get up *eventually*," he points out.