25 Unicorn Street, Tuesday Evening

[on_her_korhal]

Her fridge had been stocked up well enough, but Kerrigan had still found herself chowing back noodles more often than not over the past few days. Cooking just wasn't her strong suit, and she lacked the inclination to learn.

Christmas Eve had passed by unnoticed.

She was in the living room, running system checks on her armor and fiddling with the wires.

[ open to anyone who'd come bug kerrigan on christmas day; early due to sp later yay ]

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Don't even start," she replied, waving a threatening spoon in his general direction.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy tapped his spoon against his chin thoughtfully, a playful look in his eyes. "Or what? You'll hit me with your spoon?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Don't start." She reached over to whap the spoon lightly at the top of his head. "I carry through on my threats."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Ow," he exaggerated, looking anything but discouraged as he tried to tap her shoulder with his spoon. "Too late."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Reading the effort before he'd even made it, Kerrigan caught the spoon with her own. "You're five," she told him, smirking.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Twenty nine actually." No, he wasn't.

He frowned at the spoon taking. "I could eat with my fingers, you know."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"And make the poor ice cream suffer?"

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Better give me my spoon back," he said sweetly.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She offered him the stem of the spoon. "Don't even try it."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Awww, Lieutenant. I've got to hone my spoon fighting skills," he teased, taking the spoon back.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'm better than you," she informed him, taking another scoop. "Beat you in spoon fighting any day, Sheriff."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He laughed. "Not if you don't even try to fight me." He apparently lost all his senses tonight.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Why try when I know I can win?" She shot him an amused look.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Because it's fun?" he teased, deciding to be good for just another moment as he took another spoonful of ice cream.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"You're not even halfway acquainted with maturity, are you?" she snickered, following his example.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"When I need to be," he smirked. Which apparently wasn't tonight.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

That got him a smile. A smile with a level of 'duh, idjit' caught within, but a smile none the less.

"No spoon fights," she established, reaching in for more ice cream. "That just sends the pride down the drain."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He raised an eyebrow. "Is there any left considering how I know you like kittens?" he teased. "I wouldn't tell anyone."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Don't mention the kittens," she said, pausing her spoon halfway. "Do not do that." She could totally hit his hair from here.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy smirked, pleased with himself. "Kittens."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan was nothing if not liable to follow up on her threats.

Even if part of her mind was currently informing her she was being ridiculously childish.

She flicked ice cream at his hair.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy closed his eyes, feeling the cold, stickiness in his hair. "Low blow, Lieutenant," he murmured, then moved quickly before she could stop him to dip his spoon in the tub.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Hey, you went for kittens."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Just reminding you," he said easily before he tried to smear some of the ice cream on her cheek.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She grabbed his wrist in pure reflex, telepathy to muscle.

Unfortunately, this didn't prevent the ice cream smudge on her face. Kerrigan narrowed her eyes. "Told you not to try anything," she said, reaching over to ruffle his hair with all due seriousness.