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Second Floor Common Room - Lateish Evening

After putting in an appearance at Jack's party, Rory retrieved Vladdie from her room and changed into the cozy, cozy jammies Jake had given her for Christmas.

She hopped out into the common room, set Vladdie down on the floor, and took up the remote while keeping the puppy carefully in her sights.

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Anakin concentrated a little harder. "I'm not sensing any kind of menace," he said. "Just something kind of...um...spastic."

He smiled up at her. "Kind of like Vladdie."

"Aw. He made a friend who's like him," Rory said, smiling languidly. "Sean can see Steve too, I think."

"Can he? Huh."

Anakin closed his eyes. "Long day," he murmured. "Brain fried."

"Also long day. Puppy tiring," Rory said, sleepily reaching a hand out smooth his hair. "I should've taken a nap or something."

"Mmm," he said. "You don't have the proper headware for it. You'd need a hat from your room."

"But no one's going to decorate me," Rory mumbled, closing her eyes.

Vladdie, still conversing with Steve, waddled over to Anakin and crawled into his lap.

Anakin absently scratched Vladdie's back. "I could decorate you. You could wake up covered in glitter. I could exact my evil revenge for all kinds of imagined wrongs." He opened an eye. "There might even be cackling. You don't know."

"Mean and dorktastic, like I said. And I might even take back dorktastic because it's kind of cute-sounding and I totally do not think you are at all cute or worthy of affection. Since you are mean. Yes," Rory rambled, shifting on the couch and curling into herself.

"And here I was going to offer to take Vladdie into your room for you," he said, cuddling the puppy. "But I'm mean and unworthy of love. So I must now go off to my secret lair and come up with some kind of planet destroying device to cure my broken heart."

He grinned. "I'll call it the Death Star."

"Woe," Rory said, yawning and pulling her sleeves over her hands, curling up more into a ball. "Don't destroy any planets on my account. Do something productive, like forge an empire or something. Oh, and speaking of people other than me taking care of Vladdie, I have arranged for a puppy-sitter tomorrow. So that Vladdiekins won't try to interrupt our 'Woe is me for I am alone and sad' marathon."

Anakin reached up and ruffled Rory's hair. "Fine. I'll forge an empire instead. It'll be an evil empire, though. Because of the being mean thing, you know."

He looked down at the puppy in his lap. "That was good thinking," he said. "I'd hate to keep Vladdie awake with our sad stories."

"You'd be bad at evil," Rory said, her voice muffled by a pillow. "You're too nice. Except that you're mean."

"And yeah, Bridgey's going to take care of him. It'll be good for Vladdie to play with RIC for a bit. And stuff."

"Sounds like a plan," Anakin said, reaching up to poke Rory. "You can't sleep out here. Someone evil who's not me might cover you in glitter."

He stood up, taking Vladdie with him. "Time to go to bed."

"'m sleeping. Can deal with glitter," Rory whined into the pillow.

"Lorelai Leigh," he said, "don't make me levitate you out into the hallway."

Rory cracked an eyelid, pouting. "Noes, you did the middle name thing."

"Yup," he said. "I'm totally evil." He leaned down and took her hand. "You coming?"

"'Kay," Rory said, giving his hand a squeeze and getting to her feet. "Do we have Steve?"

Anakin looked around. "Steve's waiting by the door." He made a face. "I can't believe I just said that."

"I completely feel like a parent who's humoring her kid," Rory said with a drowsy giggle, scritching Vladdie's ears. "Which is kind of weird, but whatever, I'm tired."

Anakin squeezed her hand again and walked towards her room. "Come on, Steve," he said to absolutely nothing. "Keep up."

Vladdie began to bark quietly at the air over Anakin's shoulder.

"I think Steve's right by your head," Rory observed, peering at where Vladdie was barking.

"As long Steve doesn't start yanking at my braid, Steve can be wherever he wants," Anakin said, reaching for his keys.

Rory reached up and pulled on his braid.

"Steve did that."

"Steve's over there," Anakin said, pointing. "So Steve didn't do that."

He opened the door and walked into her room, putting Vladdie down in his basket.

He turned around and grinned. "You did that. There will be payback. Oh yes. Vengeance will be mine."

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