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Post by verina on Aug 3, 2007 3:48:23 GMT -5
"I don't think so mister Jackson," Verina replied giving him one of her own mischevious smiles, "I think you all ready know enough ways. Plus what would be the fun in me just telling you." She knew a few other ways to get to Jack but why bother with those when she knew his greatest weakness toward her was when she pouted at him. Like the saying goes 'why try to fix something that isn't broken'. She just hoped that if Jack did try to get closer that Confetti didn't try for up close and personal revenge on him but at the same time she doubted that he'd go for him a second time, at least not so soon after the first.
She couldn't help the grin that came to her own lips at his words and his slow progress over to the two of them. She'd been slightly worried that he might just lash out one last time and couldn't help the small outtake of breath as Jack scratched him behind the ears. "You know Confetti didn't really put up a fight just now so.... hmm... maybe I'll just take back that kiss," Verina said mischeviously. Before Jack had a chance to say something about that which she could tell by the look on his face she extended the hand she wasn't holding Confetti with and placed it gently against his cheek, "Only playing," she said with a sweet smile as she looked into his eyes before she kissed him.
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Post by roarbitz on Aug 4, 2007 0:33:43 GMT -5
“Alright,” Jack said with a laugh. She didn’t have to tell him, he knew some and could figure out the others. He looked a bit crest fallen when Verina renigged on the kiss, but immediately cheered up when she said she was playing with him and gave him a kiss. Giving her a kiss back he decided to tease her a little in return.
“Mmm...I could get him to put up a fight. I have this lovely vest for him to wear that I bought with the leash. He’ll look adorable in it.” He said with a crooked smile, “Maybe if he claws up my other arm I will get another kiss.” In all seriousness though he had actually got the vest and was planning on placing Confetti in it on Christmas for pictures. If Confetti didn’t like the leash he knew the cat would hate the vest. It was a bright blue zip up sports vest that Jack had seen and thought would look cool on the little guy. He wasn’t really sure how he would get it on. Maybe when it was sleeping? But he would find a way.
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Post by verina on Aug 4, 2007 0:47:41 GMT -5
Verina's expression soon changed to from being somewhat puzzled to completely stunned by he words. He couldn't possibly be serious did he really want Confetti to scratch his eyes out. You'd think someone would try to avoid that sort of treatment. But of course her answer came all to soon by his following words, "If he claws up for other arm because you keep tormenting the little guy it'll be more like no more kisses for you." She knew that rule wouldn't last too long but she could make it last long enough that Jack would be regretting his decision for a while to come. "But please tell me your kidding about the vest I really wouldn't want Confetti to attack you again," she said with a small sigh, she just didn't know what had gotten into him but then again she had an idea.
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Post by roarbitz on Aug 4, 2007 0:58:20 GMT -5
“No more kisses?” Jack asked, “That’s not fair. He isn’t being tormented, he’s being spoiled.” Yes, he was pouting. He wanted his kisses and the darn cat in the vest for pictures. There had to be a way to get both. He would just have to give it some thought. Maybe his mom or dad could stick the little one in the vest? That way he wouldn’t be directly doing it and he wouldn’t loss his kisses.
“Actually, no I wasn’t kidding.” he said in all seriousness, “It’s a custom in the house to dress up the pets on Christmas for pictures.” Sighing he decided that he might have to break tradition this once if Verina really didn’t want to put Confetti in a vest. “But I guess we could forgo the vest if you really think he will be bothered by it.” He stated a little half heartedly.
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Post by verina on Aug 4, 2007 1:06:18 GMT -5
"Yes no more kisses," Verina replied with a somewhat wicked expression playing on her lips because she could tell just how much that prospect appealed to Jack, none at all. "That's what you call being spoiled," she said indicating Confetti who still had himself cuddled up against her body, "If anything I think he thinks of it more as torment." It only took her a moment to notice his pouting he did seem to be doing that alot more often, "You know if you keep pouting like that i'm just going to pout to get you to stop and considering my no kisses rule I'd say you wouldn't like that."
She really couldn't believe he was being serious but by his tone it seemed he was, "So its a custom..." Verina said biting her bottom lip slightly as she mulled it over in her mind. She supposed if it was a custon and it meant that much to Jack that she could just give in and then just shower Confetti with affection to make up for it. "If it really means that much to you I suppose we can. I don't want you being unhappy either," she said with a soft smile before adding on a brighter note, "Anyways, I wont be the one he see's as a bad guy."
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Post by roarbitz on Aug 5, 2007 16:54:43 GMT -5
No he wouldn’t like it. He knew better than to tempt her to use her no kisses rule. She had done it to him a time before, though she gave in rather quickly, he still didn’t like the prospect of her doing it again to him. What if this time she didn’t give in so soon?
“Torment? Maybe, but he would look adorable.” Jack said changing his pout to a smile. Yeah, he gave in and decided not to continue the pouting. It wasn’t working for him so why bother. “No I wouldn’t, though you are cute when you pout.” he continued with a crooked smile, “and you know you can’t resist me.” he teased with a wink.
Jack laughed. She did have a point. Confetti was bound to be mad at him if he decided to try and get him into the vest, but at least it wasn’t a sweater or something that had to be pulled over the head and then the arms pulled through. No that would be a nightmare, but the vest would be fine and Confetti would get over it...eventually. “He’ll be fine.” Jack said trying to more reassure himself than anything. Of course Confetti would be fine, but would Jack? After Confetti got a hold of him? “I can be the bad guy,” he said with a smirk, “Sometimes it is fun to be bad.”
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