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I would go with one of the richer, lesser used colors. Probably the Hunter Green.

Hmm. I can definitely see that working for you, Schroeder. Would you like for me to get you one in Hunter Green when I order mine? *smiles brightly*

Yes! That would be fantastic. I can pay you back.

Great! *gasps excitedly* Then, we can be beanbag buddies! Hee!

Oh! I saw a documentary on Beethoven the other day. I tried to tape it for you, but I think I got it messed up. Mostly, it's just footage of that stupid baseball game that Charlie won in high school on the tape. You know...the one game. *rolls eyes*

Can't I just be a friend who is a fellow aficionado of beanbags?

I appreciate that but, and please take this in the best way possible, don't tape over that one!

*giggles* I suppose so!

*tilts head to the side, thinking* Do you think Charlie will be upset with me? He never watches it...and it's no wonder. You do remember that he lost his uniform five times that day, don't you?

I can't say that it's one of my fonder memories, so no, I don't remember it, but if the tape is something Charlie makes a big deal about, you may want to consider keeping it around.

Oh, well hmm... *smiles* I suppose you might have a point.

So, ah, how much of the game is actually left on the tape?

*is starting to possibly look a bit concerned* Maybe...a half an hour? So, I mean, the end is still there! It still shows the big winning moment. That's...something, isn't it?

Oh dear.

That's... kind of good?

Hopefully he just wants it for the memories and doesn't want to see it for a while.

*nods* Kind of...

*cheers up a bit* That's possible. He hasn't watched it in years, anyway. Hmm...maybe I'll go ask Marcie if Patty still has her copy, just in case.

That's a good idea. If she does, see if you can make a copy and no one will ever know!

I'll do that. *smiles* And, from now on, if I need to tape something, I'll use my dad's tapes of my debates in junior high. *giggles*

Or maybe just tape over old tv shows you don't watch anymore, unless you really don't want to remember the days of your poofy bangs.

...I'll be taping over the debates.

You can't escape from it forever, Sally Brown. I have pictures.

*hides face in hands* Between you and Charlie, I'll never be able to live down those bangs!

*peeks up, laughing Well...I suppose I can at least say that I made poofy bangs cute!

If it makes you feel any better, I had poofy hair as well.

*grins* You wore them better than anyone I know.

It does! *beams*

Aww! Thank you, Schroeder!

...another beanbag chair? Where are we gonna put it, Doll...

Hee! Well, we could always move that silly book case with all the books in it! Nobody ever uses that, Babboo!

Those are my books, Sally. They're important you know.

I love reading self-help...

*sighs* Yes, I know. I'm not saying they're not important to you, Babboo.

Mm hmm. Wouldn't they be just as helpful if we kept them in a box under the bed? *smiles prettily*

....no...

If you really can't stand them, we can put them into my room with the planes. But they're not going under the bed.

*pouts*

But, Linus! *looks distressed* I was kind of hoping we could put my lingerie chest over by your planes...I just bought a bunch of pretty pink nighties and I don't have room in the drawers...

*blinkblink*

Sally.

No.

Babboo...

*her eyes fill with tears*

No....*wavers a bit* .... I want my room.. you know....

*sniffles* I know, Linus...it's just...I thought you wanted me to feel like it was my home, too...

*looks up and blinks slowly* I suppose it was too much to expect... *sighs heavily*

You've been leaving here for a while now. It's your home. It's pink. And blue. And all sorts of colours.

You'll live.

It's my house too, okay?

*finds this 'standing up to her' stubborn streak incredibly hot*

I see.

*bursts into tears* This is b-b-b-because you don't want to m-m-m-marry me, isn't it?! Trying to edge me out, a little bit of pink at a time! *sobs, hoping her eyes aren't puffy tomorrow*

Again with the marriage thing!

Jesus, Sally, you haven't brought this up ever and now all weekend that's all I'm hearing.

We've been together for a long time, Linus! And, something that somebody said got me to thinking and now...

Well, I don't think the real issue is that I'm bringing it up! I think the real issue is that you're avoiding it! *nods*

*sniffles again* I think I should stay with Charlie for a while...like...really. Then, you can keep your books where you want them and your pictures and planes... *sighs*

You're not going to Charlie's. You always run away when we fight, and we need to talk about this. Like ..now or something.

I'm just going out for a walk with Rerun, and I'll be back. We'll talk then, alright?

*huffs out a breath* Fine. We'll talk about this...wait, what?!

How can we talk about this now if you're leaving?! Ugh. Babboo...sometimes, I just don't understand you! *stomps her foot*

I don't understand me either, Sal.

I'll be back.

Love you.

*shakes her head, rolling her eyes*

All right. I love you too, Babboo.

*waits until he leaves to start putting his books in a box under the bed*

Those are... kind of ugly.

*smiles sweetly* Thank you for expressing your opinion!

You're welcome. I hope you reconsider.

Thanks, again!