MCA0: Sunday night

[needsaparrot]

You know what you should probably take away from an almost-six year old person who, after a very busy day (and a very busy week) has already had dinner and dessert?

A phone that makes Twinkies.

For several reasons, all of them obvious.

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[OOC: Making a specific call, but open for anybody who wants weetiny Xander to ring them.]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

You'd think there were better things to do during the evening than lie around on the couch and flip channels, but all the local baseball action had been day games.

Anders was half dozing on the couch, the phone near his head. Nobody had called him back about a job yet, and he didn't figure anyone would on a Sunday evening, but just in case, right?

[needsaparrot]

Well, he wasn't calling about a job. But he would totally call on a Sunday evening. Specially 'cause Anders was easy to read on the phone 'cause it looked a lot like Xander.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Well, even if this call wouldn't net him a regular paycheck it was going to save him from getting sucked into (hopefully not literally) home shopping channels, so Anders grabbed the phone. Gratefully.

"Hello?"

[needsaparrot]

"Hi hi hiiiiiiiiiiii Anderses!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hi hi hi --" This would happen again after he left, didn't it? "Hi, Xander!"

[needsaparrot]

"I helped make dinner! And then I founded my phone so's I can call people!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm glad you did," Anders said, with a grin that you couldn't buy for $19.99 down and $19.99 a month for the next 12 months interest-free. "Whatcha have for dinner? Did you save me any?"

[needsaparrot]

"Grilled cheese sammiches!" There was a pause and then a slightly chastened voice adding, "Nuh-uh, we ated 'em all. But but but! They're easy to make oh em gee. Could makes more!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You could," Anders said. "And it's three hours earlier here. Wanna come have more with me?"

Please, let someone have taken pictures of this again, please please please . . .

[needsaparrot]

"I don't think I can get there by myselfs."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Aww." It wasn't that the palpable disappointment in Anders's voice came from knowing there were no grilled cheese sammiches with a wee Xander on the horizon so much as he was pretty sure this would be over on Monday and he wouldn't get to see it. "Well, rain check maybe? Next time I see you?"

[needsaparrot]

"Okays! That's gonna be soooon, right?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Not soon enough, dude," Anders said. "But soon!"

[needsaparrot]

"We're comin' to see yous for getting marrieds." Of course, in Xander's wee head, this will also be a wee Bridge, as is only right and proper.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

And for Anders's own sanity he was also picturing a wee Bridge -- which was not exactly a mental image he had to work at concocting. But still, the holy-frak of it all hit him all over again and he had to cover the receiver with one hand and let out a strangled "Holy crap holy crap holy crap!"

"Uh huh," he said once that moment of necessary venting was out of the way. "You as excited about that as I am?"

[needsaparrot]

"Yeah-huh! Even though we did it befores too."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Which I missed, so you definitely have to come out here and do it again," Anders said solemnly.

[needsaparrot]

"Maybe this time we should make a movie for peoples to watch so we don't haves to keep doing it over and over again!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders laughed softly. "I bet RIC can do that, yeah?"