Main Campfire; Sunday Evening

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Penelope sat before the fire but her attention was on the Dreamer. He was seated not far from her, his smile faint, secretive; the same smile he's been giving her since she woke up to him yesterday morning.

She glanced back at the marshmallow she was roasting, not giving it much attention. It was hard to pay attention to anything else with him staring at her like he was.

"When are you going to leave?" she asked.

"When I'm ready," was his reply.

With a soft sigh, she felt her marshmallow slide off her stick and plop on the ground, a burnt melty mess.

The Dreamer chuckled and Penelope reached for another marshmallow.

[[ Open campfire! ]]

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Peyton made her way over with Ipod, Stereo, and Webcam. Ipod was still wrapped around her, which Peyton had to admit she wasn't minding at all.

And she hadn't minded how, um... close they'd gotten last night either.

"Hey, Penelope."

"Hey, Penelope," the guys echoed.

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"Hi, Peyton," she said, looking up and smiling slowly at her and all the guys.

"Hi, guys."

And then she giggled.

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Peyton blushed a little. "So... how are you doing?"

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"I'm okay," she replied, still smiling. "I feel good..."

The Dreamer smiled, looked at Peyton before his eyes settled on Penelope again. They rarely left her.

"How are you doing? Or... that's kind of obvious isn't it?"

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"I'm good," Peyton said, blushing some more.

"I made her feel real good last night," Ipod said smugly, still wrapped around her.

"I watch her - day and night," Webcam added.

"And I make beautiful music for her," Stereo said smugly.

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"Oh my," she murmured, cheeks fusing with color.

The Dreamer chuckled.

"Peyton. Wow. Three?" Like Penelope had any idea how that would work.

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"What? No! Not all three," Peyton protested.

"Just me," Ipod said sexily. "She sleeps with me pretty much every night anyway. Last night was just... a little more... real."

Webcam and Stereo looked a little glum as they nodded.

"Guys, please," Peyton said. "Um, so, Penelope, who's...?" She nodded towards the Dreamer.

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"Oh. Just one." Still blushing here. She grinned a little at Ipod then giggled. "No details!"

The Dreamer moved his hand down the length of Penelope's hair, his expression soft on her face.

"This is the Dreamer, Peyton. My... book."

"Her beloved book," he clarified.

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Peyton raised her eyebrows and smiled at Penelope. "Looks like you've been having some fun too."

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"What?" She blushed. "Oh no. No... it's not like that at all, Peyton. I swear to you."

Her book simply smiled and leaned over to kiss the top of her head.

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Peyton grinned at her.

"Someone would like it to be," Webcam threw in.

"I can feel it callin' in the air tonight," sang Stereo.

Ipod just kept looking smug.

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Penelope felt her cheeks burn up.

"Stop," she giggled. "Seriously. There is nothing going on here. Tell them, Dreamer."

Dreamer arched a brow and looked at Peyton. That look said much but it didn't say everything. "She loves me," he finally said, because it was true.

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"I can understand why," Peyton said with a smile.

Ipod, Webcam and Stereo did the gorgeous man version of a pout.