001 :: Veronica Mars :: [video]

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

So here's an interesting thing. I distinctly remember eating some stuff last night because I'm a growing girl and that's what growing girls do, and when I woke up this morning, it's back. Which means someone was in my place last night, and yes, my doors and windows were locked. Not because I don't trust any of you. But I definitely don't trust some of you. [She kids. Except not really.]

And whoever went into my bedroom last night, it makes me sad that you didn't leave a note. So how about you speak up and we get to know each other?

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[hung_garian]

You do know I'm not actually a tiny person living inside this magic box, right?

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

What? Are you serious?

Why, by troth, this merry device is a box of lies overseen by a a miniature hobgoblin of the Norse persuasion. Of what doth it speak to amuse me in these ancient times?

[hung_garian]

How droll. Alright, followup question: do you realise that the videos aren't actual-size?

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Are you kidding me?

You aren't a detached head living in my watch?

[hung_garian]

Laugh if you want, but if your IQ's anything like what you make it out to be, it's worth me checking.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[She points to herself.]

Blonde.

OMG. So are you, like, a man or something? Or are you too, you know, like... goddy for that?

[hung_garian]

I'm kinda like a man.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Aaaaaaaaaaand how about a curl of the hair? Why not?]

[She gasps loudly.] ARE YOU A KEN DOLL?

[hung_garian]

Come on, Barbie.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Veronica looks down at her chest.]

Nope. Not big enough to have to walk on all fours.

[hung_garian]

I suggest balloons. Worked for Thor.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

You don't think that'll look super-obvious? What if you put pudding in them?

[hung_garian]

Waste of pudding, sweetheart.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Her jaw drops, but there's something mocking about it.]

I'm not sure balloons would work, anyway. I kind of like being static-free. Darn. I guess I'll just have to be flat.

[hung_garian]

Well, if you think you can survive, far be it from me to argue.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Somehow, I think I'll be fine.

Unless I'm so flat someone mistakes me for a pancake. Then I might be in trouble.

You're not a cannibal, are you?

[hung_garian]

Pancakes aren't people. You don't have to be a cannibal to eat them.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[She fights the urge to roll her eyes and settles for making a face.]

Just because I'd be mistaken for a pancake wouldn't mean I am a pancake.

So what are you called? Other than Loki. Because I can't take you seriously if I'm supposed to call you Loki. I'm just going to make jokes about how we have to keep this low-key.

[hung_garian]

Don't worry, I can deal with your attempts at humour. And somehow I'm not convinced you'd take me seriously whatever name I gave you.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. You can deal with my attempts at humor? Someone doesn't know when to bow down and respect.

Fido means the same thing as Loki, right? Basically?

[Yeah... Speaking of bowing down and respecting...]

[hung_garian]

Well, considering Fido means faithful and that's a word I usually don't touch with a bargepole...

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

Fido it is!

[See this smile, Fido? This is the smile of awesomeness.]

[hung_garian]

Well, so long as you don't expect me to do tricks. The begging for treats, leg-humping and collar I can deal with, but shaking paws and playing dead you can forget.

[flatasgodmademe.livejournal.com]

[Um?]

So long as it isn't my leg. I don't think mine is big enough for you.

[hung_garian]

Trust me, I wasn't planning on it.

You know, I'm really more of a cat person.

[By which he means, considering that pet dog of his, that he's more like a cat than like a dog. Or more than he's like a person, sometimes.]