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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 6:01:50 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren's nose was buried in a book; a romance novel she'd ordered from the States a few days back. It'd been hard for her to put it down since then, it was too interesting for her to stop. When Bastian offered to make dinner, she gladly allowed it to happen while scanning her blue eyes over the ages continueously.
She'd liked living out of the country well enough; it was definitely different. She'd been working closely with her agent in the past two months, making choices on her new found hobby and where she wanted it to go. She wasn't very old, and she was pretty enough, that modeling had been an easy choice to make so that she had something to do while Drew was at school and Bastian was off doing work. Just like back in the States, she didn't have many friends in their new hometown, and didn't speak the language either. So she'd became accustomed to staying home most of the time, reading books, or going out to do a photo shoot with Debra, her agent.
Half paying attention, but hearing what Bastian said, she raked back some of her hair and tugged it, still submerged in the book. "Mmhmm," she nodded, though not really processing anything he was saying.
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Post by shades on Jan 28, 2014 6:13:20 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Not realizing that Lauren was too engrossed, Bastian’s eyes lit up thinking she said ‘yes’. Letting the food simmer, Bastian didn’t realize he was rambling mentally how he was going to introduce the puppy to the house. Nine minutes after, he left the rice to cool down as it was finished; smacking Drew’s hand away one last time before kneeling down and whispering. “I have a surprise for you, but if you touch the cookies I’ll trade it in for something ugly.” Bastian smiled, getting up and moving to the door.
Right on time, Jeff Schmidt had the cute German Shepherd puppy on a leash, brown eyes looking up at Bastian.
“Figured you don’t know much vets so I got his shots and stuff for you. I assume you got the food and stuff?” Jeff asked, Bastian nodding and motioning towards his car.
He actually didn’t have much work today and had gone out and bought dog supplies.
“Thank you Jeff, I’ll pay you at work…?”
“Just for the damned vaccine which was over $150 dollars,” dogs also had to undergo a series of vaccines for a new home life and Indonesia. “The pup is yours.” Jeff handed the leash over, with a nod of his head and turned away.
Still grateful at the man, “Thank you!” Bastian turned and wandered inside with the German Shepherd puppy at his heels.
He was adorable. Too adorable.
“Lauren! Drew!” He called cheerfully, kneeling beside the puppy in the hall.
Bastian had another man of the house...well...pup. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 6:23:28 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren thought she heard a bark of a dog, lifting her head slightly from her book and staring out the window with furrowed eyebrows. Then she definitely heard another bark, whipping around in her seat to see Bastian holding one. Oh no no no no no.
Drew squealed probably the loudest fucking squeal a child could produce, running over as fast as possible and grabbing the dog in a hug around the neck. Her giggles meant nothing to Lauren. She didn't care why it was in her house, she just wanted it out.
"What is a dog doing in our house?" Lauren flipped her book over, giving Bastian a 'um, wtf' look and curling a lip at the puppy. He was cute. Too cute. No way jose. "Why is he here?"
Drew rocked back and forth. "Can we keep him? Please? Oh please can we keep him?" she begged, gazing up at her mother before the puppy licked up her face in sweet kisses, tail wagging.
Lauren was a little speechless for a second, then those damn eyebrows curled down in disapproval, giving Bastian that 'look'.
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Post by shades on Jan 28, 2014 6:32:59 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Bastian had to resist the look, his green eyes trying to seem innocent. “Lauren, we’re near the crime,” he bent down to hold his hands over Drew’s ears. “rape, drug, and murder capital of Indonesia.” Finally he took his hands off, moving them to pet the puppy.
“It’s either him, or you can go back home in the safe United States.” Bastian crossed his arms stubbornly, knowing Drew would probably help in his case on keeping the puppy.
His own face contorted in a mixture between the ‘I’m very worried about your safety’ and ‘drop dead serious’; because Bastian Skyes wasn’t about to let his family get hurt if he can help it. Guns can be used to help in protection, yes, Bastian knew that; but even he knew in the pressure of a situation Lauren might not be able to aim well.
He would feel safer with a bloody guard dog.
After a bit of the serious look, Bastian looked innocent again, pushing his glasses up. “Come on mon amour, please?” Bastian only used French when in France, or trying to be sexy. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 6:40:12 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren had opened her mouth to argue with him several times but all of his reasonings weren't bad ones; probably good ones, actually. But knowing Lauren, she didn't want to back down. Duh, that was too easy.
"Can I talk to you in the kitchen, mon amour?" instead of sexy it came out a bit through gritted teeth as she whipped around to walk back into the kitchen, leaving Drew with the puppy. She didn't have an issue whatsoever, now on her back as the puppy sniffed her hair and lolled it's tongue, running around excitedly as she giggled.
When they were out of Drew's hearing distance, Lauren crossed her arms over her chest. "So you're going to just get a dog without talking to me about it, and then expect me to take care of while you're at work all day? That's like another fucking child, Bastian," she wasn't raising her voice too loud, yet. She could talk rationally without yelling. For now.
"This was kind of a big decision," she stared up at him with a hard set look on her face. Bastian was just trying to keep her safe, but Lauren had hated dogs since she was a little girl and one ripped her down by her pony tail. Hard times of Lauren Moscow's life right there. Plus they smelt and were loud and pooped every fucking where. She doubted he'd be able to change her mind (which he does lolz) no matter how much Drew begged.
{ obviously Lauren is the practical, not fun parent lol } |
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Post by shades on Jan 28, 2014 14:12:12 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; “Lauren, if I could have bought a full grown dog already trained, I would. But my options weren’t exactly plentiful.” Bastian reasoned, looking down at Lauren with green eyes. His fingers going to rub his temple.
Closing his eyes, “look the puppy should know the basics of potty training already, it’s just getting him settled in. I can do most of the training with Drew.” Bastian finally opened his eyes, a slight pleading look in them.
He didn’t want to fight over this, even though he was fairly sure this wouldn’t be an end to their love, because that would be ridiculous. Grabbing her shoulders, “Lauren…” Bastian put on the caring husband look.
“I just want to keep you safe, it’s the first half a year that is baby-ing him; it’s not like we’re stuck with him for 18 years.” Bastian joked, but eventually cupped her cheek with his palm.
“Please? For me?” |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 15:00:38 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren crossed her arms over her chest and gave him a subtle glare when he cupped her cheek. "If I have to clean up any dog shit, you'll be sorry," she threatened, moving out of his grasp to walk back towards Drew again, pretty annoyed now.
Drew saw her mom walk in and she grinned. "Are we keeping him?" she asked, looking at Lauren for the answer rather than Bastian.
Lauren grunted, took a deep breath and said, "Yes." Grumpily.
Drew hooped and hollered, jumping up and skipping around the puppy. He got all excited, big paws and all, and began jumping around with her. Lauren gave Bastian another look before clearing her throat tightly. "What do we want to name him?"
Her daughter stopped, crossing her arms in thought. "Harry?"
"No, Drew. We aren't naming the dog after Harry Styles."
A frown. "Fine. What about...Duke? Like in a castle?" she smiled at this one.
Lauren didn't think it sounded too bad, but looked to Bastian for his input.
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Post by shades on Jan 28, 2014 15:51:23 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Bastian shrugged, following Lauren with a ear splitting grin, “Duke. Very manly for the pup.” Bending over as the puppy came scrambling over, petting his head, running his fingers through the soft fur.
Picking up the pup, he brought Duke’s wet nose to Lauren’s face; the puppy giving her a innocent lick to the cheek..
“He likes you already Mommy.” Bastian grinned, her and his nose touching briefly for a peck on the lips.
Kneeling down again to set the puppy on the ground, Bastian let the puppy run back to Drew. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 22:26:23 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Not wanting to be mean in front of Drew, Lauren gave the puppy a dull pat on the head after it licked her nose, shooting a glare at Bastian.
Drew instantly ran up to them from her spot on the floor. "Can we go play outside? Can we please?" she begged, her eyes wide.
Lauren let out a sigh and pointed tot he door. "Leave the screen closed so I can hear you."
Her daughter screamed happily, taking Duke from Bastian's hands and running towards their small gated back yard. When she was out of sight, Lauren smacked Bastian's arm before huffing back to the kitchen. Yeah, real mature, she knew.
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Post by shades on Jan 28, 2014 22:44:10 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Laughing his ass off, Bastian followed, dishing up dinner quietly and leaving some in the pan to warm when Drew wanted to eat. He knew she and Duke would be having fun. He set the plates down in their usual positions at the table, “come on Lauren, once Duke is trained he’ll be easy to handle. Once Drew is big enough, she can start feeding and walking him.”
Bastian looked out the screen door. “At least for now she’ll keep him exercised.” Smirking, he poked his rice and meat with his fork, taking a bite. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 22:56:22 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren just grumbled and bit into some of her food, scanning over an email from her agent on the computer. She clicked the link, pulling up the most recent photo shoot she'd done. It was the most nude she'd been on camera (besides in the pictures Bastian had secretly, she knew). Her annoyed mood turned into a happier one as she scrolled through. "Look how my last shoot turned out," she turned the computer around to Bastian, a smirk playing on her lips. She even had to admit she looked fucking hot in those pictures, and they were for a popular magazine in Sweden - her agent had booked the gig.
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Post by shades on Jan 28, 2014 23:22:09 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Leaning over, Bastian looked through the photos; smiling. “That’s my girl.” He grinned, “you’re so fucking sexy.” Bastian prompted like a teenage boy, feeling his hormones rage silently in his head and body, merely tapping his feet as an indication. Taking another bite.
“You should do one with Drew.” Bastian said through a mouthful. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 23:25:31 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren smirked and turned the screen back to face her. "I don't know. I think that might be considered child pornography," she joked, knowing he'd meant clothed but deciding she'd give him a hard time for the rest of the night for getting that damn dog.
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Post by shades on Jan 28, 2014 23:31:23 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; “I’d have to arrest you then.” Bastian shot back with his own smirk, fork dipping into the food again. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Jan 28, 2014 23:37:19 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren stuck out her tongue at him before taking another bite herself and typing a bit on the computer.
When Drew finally came inside, Duke loping in front of her clumsily. His toosh smacked into a small table, making a bunch of newspapers fall tot he floor. Lauren shot Bastian a pointed look, using her fork to point. "My point exactly. Fifteen minutes in our house and he's already messing things up," she grunted, shoving more food into her mouth.
Drew's face was a bit red and she was breathing hard as she ran inside. "Momma, Dadda; can I go to Lucy's tomorrow?" she begged them, gripping her hands on the edge of the table. She wasn't really in the mood for food, too excited. "And can I bring Duke to show her?"
"If Lucy's Mom is okay with that then I'm sure it's fine," Lauren smiled nicely but really she was just fucking ecstatic that dog would be out of their care for the night possibly. Drew looked at Bastian for his answer hopefully, Duke wagging his tall at her feet and staring up at his new family with cocked ears.
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