1st floor stables, around lunchtime

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow went into the stables a girl prepared.

"Okay," she told wee little horsey Peter, "there's a bucket of oats for you and a bowl of oatmeal for me. There's one apple for each of us. And? Also?" She produced a very large bowl proudly. "Tea! Of course mine is in cup form but I figured you'd want to enjoy it without worrying about breaking plates."

She set all that out on a blanket, then sat down beside him. Peter headbutted her affectionately. Possibly because he was glad to see her, possibly because he couldn't believe his girlfriend had actually thought to make sure he had tea even while in horsey form.

Willow patted him on the head. "See? Just because you aren't the same shape doesn't mean we can't still share a happy lunch together. And since I know talking is of the difficult, I figured we could watch TV."

She opened up her laptop and fired up some totally legal, no really downloads of Project Runway.

[ooc: Open! In theory at some point this afternoon I'm headed to the Open of the US sort *cough* Nevermind. *clings to safety of home omg*]

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[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely decided to attempt to make peace with that ill-tempered, sharp-toothed, pipsqueak of a nag. Horses liked flowers didn't they?

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow stared when she saw who entered the stables.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Here horsey, horsey, horsey, where are you you little menace?"

Seely straightened when he saw Willow. "Oh, it's you."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"What do you want?" Willow asked, folding her arms. Peter looked like he was wondering which part of Seely to bite this time.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"My business is not with you Miss Gets-her-kinks-out-by-crotch-kicking," Seely replied. "It's with that overgrown my little pony toy next to you."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

That did it. Peter went to bite him on the calf.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"Hey, hey, hey!" Seely probably made a fairly ridiculous picture, trying to thwap a weetiny pony with a bouquet of flowers while hopping on one leg. "I'd ask what's with the homocidal horse, but obviously he takes after his owner."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I don't own him!" Willow said. "That's my boyfriend!"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely's jaw dropped. "You're into animals? What kind of a sicko are you?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"It's not a fetish!" Willow replied. "It's not like I deliberately dated Oz because he was a werewolf! I just think that a good girlfriend stands by her man no matter what he may have - why am I even explaining this to you? Peter, bite him again."

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely flailed at Peter with the flowers. "He's a pony! He can't give consent! It's a crime in most states!"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"He's not always a pony!" Willow said. "This is a new thing! And he's still my guy!"

Peter tried harder to bite Seely on the calf. He looked frustrated that height issues kept him from biting elsewhere.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely yelped grabbed hold of his leg. "What kind of a sick freak wants to experiment with a pony?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"We're not experimenting!" Willow said. "We were having a perfectly nice lunch and watching a show with a guy on it who's like the American Giles!"

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

"You're dating livestock!" Seely pointed out. Loudly. "Vicious livestock!"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow threw an apple core at Seely's head.

[socksofcool.livejournal.com]

Seely blinked for several long moments before tossing the flowers to Willow. "Here, have some flowers for you and your 'boyfriend' to snack on."

Then he fled off to bed stormed out of the stables.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I'll throw those out in case he poisoned them," Willow assured Peter.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Old Man hears the opening for Project Runway and pokes his head over the divider.

He hopes Jeffrey gets eliminated.

Even totally mellow Old Man can't stand Jeffrey.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Heee

"Hello," Willow said, looking up at Old Man. She had no idea if Old Man could talk or anything, she just liked being polite. "Are we bothering you? I could put on headphones."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Old Man nods a greeting to the girl he recognizes as one of his former neighbors from the 5th floor, and the boy who is now a horse who would sometimes braid his mane.

He isn't bothered at all by the laptop but he wouldn't mind if she turned it just a bit so he didn't have to crane his neck so.

He's also wondering if she has an extra apple.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow noticed Old Man straining to see so she moved the computer so everyone could look.

It was Fandom. Horses that watched TV weren't that unusual to imagine.

Then, because she was polite, she asked, "Would you like to share lunch with us?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Oh no he couldn't... Well if you insist...

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow offered him her as-yet uneaten apple. "Here you go. There's doctors fleeing you as we speak."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Old Man crunched up the now-eaten apple and bumped the nice girl's head with his muzzle.

Possibly gave a wink to Peter as if to say "this one's a keeper".

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow giggled at the head-bump. "You're very welcome."

[demonbelthazor]

The small black cat prowling through the stables looked up at Old Man and nodded in agreement. If Jeffrey survived the next elimination, Heidi would be finding runs in all her stockings.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

If Old Man had fingers, he'd give the kitty ear scritches.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel randomly decided to check out the new stables on the first floor.

"Hey, Willow," he said, wandering in. "I didn't know you had a horse."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I have a boyfriend," Willow said, pointing at weehorsey Peter. "He's come down with a case of pony."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel blinked. "What is it with people turning into animals in this place? What'd he do? Eat the cafeteria food?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"He didn't eat anything," Willow said. We were just snuggling, I swear! "One minute we were talking about breakfast then poof! Pony."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel bit back a crack about why girls loved horses. "Huh," he said. "Guess you never know with this place. Well, it should probably be temporary."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"That's what I'm hoping," Willow said. "Plus I once dated a werewolf. On the scale of weird relationship demands I gotta say this is way down on the list of things which are dire."

[demonbelthazor]

"What if he turns out to be a werepony?" Bel asked.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"That was my first thought," Willow said. "But he says he isn't."

Peter shook his head as though to stress his lack of wereponyism.

[demonbelthazor]

"You can be were-anything, you know," Bel said. "I once knew a were-rutabaga."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Know anyone who's ever turned into celery?" Willow asked.

[demonbelthazor]

"Not personally," Bel admitted. "But I'm sure there's some witch out there who's cursed someone to turn into celery during the full moon."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"There's no need to stereotype," Willow told him, primly.

[demonbelthazor]

"Personal experience, not sterotyping!" Bel said. "Witches can be creative when they're coming up with ways to screw with a demon."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Well that I'll give you," Willow said. "It is best not to annoy us."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel cocked his head. "The reverse is true, too, you know," he said.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Lucky for me you find me sweet and adorable," Willow replied. Then she looked worried. "You do, right?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm developing a fondness for witches in general," Bel said, grinning. "And you're up there."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow smiled back. "Why thank you, Bel."