House in Limbo City, Limbo City, Valentine's Day

[spin_kick_snap]

Last year, Dante had surprised them all but good with his Roseapalooza and decision to make breakfast. Kathy wasn't quite that crazy - that was reserved for Christmas, with minor bleedthrough for Thanksgiving - but she wasn't going to let this year go without a return volley.

Which meant baking. In a tiny red pinup apron over never-you-mind and heels definitely not intended for use in the kitchen, but still...baking. And, you know, a bit of tempering and molding chocolate, too. But by that afternoon, she had a two dozen roses for Dante and two dozen roses for Anders.

And a couple extra each for herself because she wasn't stupid thank you. She loved them, but the boys were bad at sharing.

Food, anyway.

Comments

[not_every_mage]

"You just distracted me with kissing," Anders said, laughing as he took the rose from Dante. "Thank you. It's lovely, isn't it?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Hey, I heard your feedback loud and clear last year," Dante said, grinning. "Scale down the flowers. A little."

[not_every_mage]

"But not too much," Anders reminded him. "I like to be spoiled a little."

[rebelseekspizza]

"And you will be, when you get out into the living room," Dante said, grinning. "Or if you, like, rethink that whole 'no sex' thing..."

[not_every_mage]

"You took the 'no sex' thing much more seriously than I meant it," Anders laughed, running the rose down Dante's chest. "But I guess I could make it into the living room."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Hey, yes means yes and stuff," Dante said, grinning, eyes dipping down to the rose.