46th Inning

[freakinblur]

[Action 1: For 1451 Mitchell

When the ladies of the household wake up - that is, everyone who isn't Scout - will awake to a spotless house, a mowed lawn, a clean car and a breakfast that's started on just in time for the family to join. One might ask how Scout could get all these chores done so quickly, but his energy knows no bounds. Sure, his not!family knows this by now, but Scout is rather adept at avoiding all chores like the plague every other day of the year. Something is up, ladies.

Have I mentioned Scout has no idea how to cook? Because he doesn't. That doesn't mean he's not going to try.]

Siddown, ladies, I got it covered today!

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[Action 2: For the rest of Mayfield's ladies

That energy just doesn't stop there. Are you of the female persuasion? Are you in need of help in any way? Maybe you need help carrying groceries. Maybe your cat's caught in a tree. Maybe you just look like you have a nasty headache and could use a back massage! Whatever it is, Scout is on the case. Just come up with a scenario and Scout has no choice to be right there for you.]

Comments

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Yeah, tell me about it.

[Whatever jealousy there is, Ema totally misses it. Scout's a bro, not a viable romantic option.]

He... he really is sorry. He's grown a lot, since that day. Either that, or I've grown attached to him somehow and don't see the flaws there.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Seems like the same ol' Eddie ta me. Launched right inta tellin' me about all the shit he's plannin'. Or at least that he's plannin' shit again.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

I don't think he knows how not to scheme, honestly.

But now I know where it comes from. And I also know that if you are extremely direct with him and ask him very direct questions, he'll feel compelled to be just as direct with you.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Born to be a schemer, I guess.

Huh. Good ta know, in case he thinks he can pull tha same crap again.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Something like that. [It's not her place to tell Scout Edward's history.] And there's that, at least.

I just... wish he never decided he was interested in me. It's been nothing but a headache, especially since that forces me to deal with how I feel about him.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah? And how is that? Part 'a me still wants ta punch him on the nose again, personally, but he's just on probation for now.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

How's what? How I feel about him?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I don't think yer the nose-punchin' type, but I wouldn't put it past ya.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

[Ema laughs a little, despite herself.]

I've been tempted, believe me.

The thing with Edward is that he frustrates me. He's insanely intelligent, capable of great things, but he wastes it on narcissism and criminal activity and desperate cries for attention. He's lonely. And, for a genius, an idiot.

I like him, even after everything. I care about him. But he's not an easy person to like or to care for.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Ya know, I always tellin' him that. He's the dumbest smart guy I ever met. [He grins.] He hates that.

So. Just "like" huh. Well, I mean, ya got a boyfriend 'n all already. He knows that too, far as I know, but I guess that don't stop a lotta guys anyway.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

He does. But really, that's true.

It doesn't stop Edward. He takes the rejection personally and decides that he has to win me over, somehow. And then he picks fights--like when he fought Schuldig and like what he did at prom. He... really needs better ways to demand attention.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Eddie's got too much of an ego ta think some blonde prettyboy's gonna get in bis way, I guess. Or anythin' for that matter.

[Maybe that's why Scout and Edward got along in the first. Tenacious arrogant idiots-in-arms.]

Wait, who's Schuldig? [The name was familiar.]

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Yeah. For a man who lives off of logic and riddles, you'd think he'd be better at pattern recognition.

Schuldig is my assigned husband. He's... a level of asshole in and of himself. Why do you think I'm not home half the time?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh right, that guy. He could use a punch on the nose, too. Or more. What'd Eddie do to him?

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Challenged him. And killed him, I think.

All to prove himself and get my attention.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Well damn. Good one on Eddie! Well, I mean, tha fact that he did it, not why.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

It didn't go well, from what I understand. And it's not like it makes much difference in the long run; he came back the next day, same as always.