Oh those lovely lawsuits

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya reached out to slap her alarm clock and pulled the covers over her head. She really didn't want to get out of bed today. The very idea of going into the courtroom scared her. Yes, she'd have to get over that eventually, but suing...suing just gave her the creeps. It felt like things were out of hand. Out of control.

She hated that feeling.

That meant she wanted to stay in bed. Sadly, she could smell coffee. And the snooze button wasn't where it was suppose to be...in fact, her alarm wasn't where it was suppose to be. "The hell?" she muttered from within the blankets.

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[sliceitwithwind]

"And a bowl of fruits. No sugar, no sugary-syrup, no canned. Just the ones you've got fresh or frozen for me." Dilan agrees.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya and Dilan's treats, tucked into boxes, looked rather small in comparison to the bucket placed on the counter when they rang up. "How?" she marveled as everything got tucked in a bag "How does he eat more more junk food than either of us and not lose his teeth?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Obsessive dental hygiene." Dilan says with a smile, pulling his wallet out, "And great genes."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Green toothbrushes" she sighed. Braig and his toothbrushes but..."He doesn't go to the dentist really." and it really just occurred to her! She could agree with the genes though...

She grabbed the bucket, because it'd be coldest, and headed back towards the door. "Bets on whether he's done yet?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah he does. He just doesn't like to admit he's going to the dentist so he disguises it by 'just going with Dilan' and I go regularly." He won't say anything about Braig's green toothbrush habit. It's because Dilan buys Braig green toothbrushes.

"He's not. You can bet he's not."

[mitochondriaaya]

"...that's dumb." she sighed "He could tell me." Aya went religiously too, every three months like clockwork. Greeeeeeen toothbrushes. She'd even stocked her bathroom with green for Braig.

"True. Bets on whether he's out before his ice cream melts or should I go back in and stick it in their cooler?" she asked with a grin.

[sliceitwithwind]

"He could, but then you wouldn't have a chance to bitch and moan." Dilan points out. He heads in every three months...just to keep 'em white and sharp. He likes them sharp.

"I figured we'd go back to the car and wait in the cool with it under the AC."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'd rather know he's taking care of himself." she pointed out. Really, compared to the release of bitching and moaning, well...

"Or we could do that." she agreed easily "If you want to be logical about it." and have a horn handy.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Not my call." Dilan says, kissing her head and going back to the car.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I know, I know." she slid into the car and leaned into the front seats to try to get the AC on "Ummm, no keys Dilan. do we get the deposit back if you hotwire it?" because she had absolute faith he could figure it out!

[sliceitwithwind]

"Spare key." Dilan says, digging into a pocket, "Braig always has me carry one. Here."








"Also I'm not going to admit to the criminal justice student that I could potentially do something like hot wire a car."

[mitochondriaaya]

"In the name of ice cream I'd let it slide." Aya shrugged and got the car started before holding a hand back for the packages. The AC was better in the front seat floorboards. "Once. Besides, a car like this is just a computer with a motor attachment, I assume you can hotwire as a matter of course."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'll remember that." he says, pressing his hand against her cheek and then passing the packages up to her.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Which part?" she asked wryly after leaning into his hand a moment "Forgiveness or my assumptions you can hotwire?" because some things stuck in memory better! For her next trick she was going to see how far back the seats in the rental went!

[sliceitwithwind]

"I think I'll let you wonder." Dilan says, grinning and ruffling her hair.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I get myself in trouble if I wonder too much!" she pouted "Or I get you guys in trouble!" they had ample evidence of this!

[sliceitwithwind]

"Pshaw, monkey, you get us in trouble either way."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Gee, thanks." she reached back blindly to poke him "Glad to know I serve a purpose."

[sliceitwithwind]

"You are my Aya and I love you." Dilan says simply.

Argue with that. He dares you.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Despite it all." she added in a wounded, aggrieved tone.

[sliceitwithwind]

"That is your purpose in life. To be loved."

[mitochondriaaya]

"...you'd think I'd know if that was my purpose. I wouldn't need to do anything else with myself." like help people. That was a need. It was kinda hard to explain.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Maybe." Dilan says, shrugging a little, "If so, well...that's something only you can really decide."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Only I can decide if I need to do anything else with myself? Doesn't that kinda negate the 'purpose/destiny' thing?" she didn't know whether to be confused just entertained by the turn this was taking. "And if I'm only here to be loved should I go for teen idol or something?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Aya, I don't believe in destiny." Dilan says simply, "I believe in what I know. I know you're special, and Braig and I are special. I know that I've found my life path, and a lot of it involves following you and Braig around and helping you. But some destiny out of our hands? Honestly, I wouldn't want to live in a world like that."