Let's Play!

Cael just stared at her for a minute, trying to process what had happened and why a splotch of bright green was currently limiting his field of vision.



"Uh... Yeah... Sorry?" Mason shifted in the bed slightly for a minute before waking up. His comfy warmness was gone...



"Duuuuude. Whathapunedtoyou?"

Alyson glanced to mason, rolling her eyes as she tended to Cael, movign to kiss him lightly.



" You sure?"



she asked lightly, clearly concerned.

Cael blinked a few times, still sleep-drunk as he took the cloth and held it against his forehead.



"Yeah..." He glanced around. "...Coffee?"



Mason had actually fallen back asleep.

Alyson smiled sweetly, and nodded casually as she moved to snatch some coffee from the freezer ( To maintain freshness) and went about starting a brew.



Walking back over, she gently guided Cael to a seat before moving to kiss him softly.



" That's looks pretty bad, are you sure you don't eant me to take you to get stitches?"

Alyson glanced to mason, and then to Cael, soon having purse in hand, and taking Cael off to get his head stitched up. Yep, Mason was at her house, alone, with Snickers.





In the car, in ER, she sat, watchin Mason's head get slowly stitched up. that's five, six, seven....

Mason woke up after a while and was flabberghasted. He was used to Cael coming and going but... Where had he gone in a place like this? And did he have to take Alyson with him? Mason was left to rummage around the kitchen.



Do they not have cereal in this place?



Cael's face was pinched into a very uncomfortable expression. He sighed as the doctor chuckled and spoke.



"So how many thugs did you have to beat off of this pretty lady?" Cael glanced at Alyson.



"I ran into a door." The doctor was surprised by the honesty and didn't know what to say. No sense of humor, apparently. He simply placed another stitch and fixed up the dressing.



"There you go. All done."

alyson took the compliment with a grain of salt, but was secretly very flattered to not be treated like trash. Moving to Cael's side, she looked him over, kissing him softly.



" Does it hurt bad?"

Cael looked down at her, turning his head away mostly because he had a horrible headache than anything else. He stood up off the gurney.



"I'm alright." He paused, gently placing a hand over it. "How many?"



Mason had found his cereal! Stale Cherios for the win!

" Fifteen."



Alyson replied softly, looking over him, still clearly concerned about him, helping to keep him balanced as she watch him wobble a little bit.



" need some tylennol or something?"

Cael sighed and frowned. He was feeling a little dizzy, which the doctor had said was to be expected. Well, his problem was that he was having to fight the shimmering. Various body parts had it in their own minds that they wanted to mist. He was doing a good job of keeping himself together, though.



"Maybe a little later. I just want to lay down?"

" Let's get you to the car then."



Alyson said softly, carefully guiding him back to the car and into the backseat. Poor Caely.

Cael lay across the backseat, not buckling up. He rested his head against the window, shutting his eyes as he focused on solidity. If she wanted to get in an accident, this would be a fantastic time.



Mason looked at the tiny little dog.



"Don't be eyeing my cherios. Get your own."

Snickers never listens. Therefore, he was soon on the counter, happily lapping up Mason's food when he turned his head for a second.





alyson pulled in infront of ehr house, looking back to the now sleeping figure, smiling ever so slightly as she moved to set in the backseat in a small space he wasn't occupying, watching him.

Mason was glaring at the little dog as he poured the last of the stale cherios out into another bowl. He grumbled under his breath and began to chew.



"Why would you do that? So not cool."



Cael opened one eye then the other, only having lightly dozed off. The man found himself staring at Alyson. How long had they been...? He blinked a few times, pressing his fingers to his temple.



"Thanks..."

Alyson smiled to him sweetly, and moved to kiss him on the cheek.



" Not a problem, feeling up to walking now?"



she asked, ever so cutely, unaware of the troubles her puppy was causing with Masan.







Snickers. Never. Listens. Therefore, as Mason sat his spoon down to pour the milk, there was Snicker's head in the new bowl.

"RRRAAAAARRGGGGGG!" Mason was standing over the dog, looking like he might strangle the thing. Not to mention, he had accidentally left his allergy medicine in Maine... So his nose was red and eyes were watering, making him look like a madman. This was a bad morning.



Cael nodded slowly.



"Walking, yes. Marathons, no." He slid out of the car and stood up. Dizzy, splitting headache... That tylenol was sounding fantastic right about now.

Alyson smiled as she helped the man from the car, kissing him softly then leading him back inside, to soon come upon the little puppy, and Mason. She couldn't help but giggle slightly.



" That is too perfect."



She purred, more referring to the fact the pup had to stand in the bowl, to eat out of it.

Cael lay down for a few seconds before deciding to brave the house. He walked into the bathroom and opened the cabinet, deciding that would be the most likely place to find tylenol. Tampons... perfume... SCORE! Tylenol AND Advil!



Mason gave her an unhappy look.



"Huuuuungry."

Alyson smiled at him, ever so slightly.



" Wanna go out with me to eat?"

"Yeah!" Zip. And then Mason was magically dressed in two minutes, half of his stuff strewn across the communal room. He did pause for a second as Cael lay down, having just taken some painkillers.



"What happened to you, doofus?" Cael just sighed and shut his eyes.

Alyson barely bit her lip as she moved to Cael slowly, messaging his shoulders.



" wanna come with? I'm gonna take mister starving over here to get something to eat."

Cael shook his head.



"No. I'll just stay here."



Mason was all but bouncing in place.



"Okay, c'mon c'mon c'mon."

Alyson smiled and shook her head, looking over Mason.



" Alright, alright."



She purred sighing as she was soon back in the little rental, driving off to go eat.

Mason grinned lightly.



"Where are we going?"



Cael, meanwhile, completely fell apart. Literally.

alyson all but ignored his words as she was soon parking the car and dragging him to get on a trolley.



" You'll see."



she purred as they were soon upon a beach, and walking to what looked like a little beach house.

By this point, Mason was thinking about eating Alyson's shoe. he was that hungry. He sighed, looking up at the house.



"Is there food in there?"

Alyson laughed softly, shaking her head slightly as they were soon inside the little beach restaurant. Looking to Mason, she smiled slightly, letting herself have a little drink as she considered the menu.

Mason, however, had a full... ((um... those big jar things?)) ...of orange juice. He was looking at the menu too before rifling through his wallet to try and figure out how much he had.



"foooood."

Alyson glanced up, shaking her head.



" They won't charge us. My parent's own this place."



it was true, as much as she was liked, she was still the owner's daughter.

Mason's face lit up.



"Really? So..." He eyed the menu again.



"Strings attached?"

" Don't embarrass me. My parents do own the place."



she replied simply, considering him.



" Otherwise, no."

Mason laughed lightly.



"I'm too hungry to worry about harassing you, or anyone else for that matter. I would much rather be eating a ham-and-cheese omelete with hash browns." He grinned hopefully.

Alyson glanced up, nodding and ordering her own food as she leaned back in the chair, looking to the sand and water, glancing to Mason before excusing herself to the bathroom, simply to return in her swimsuit.

Mason had taken to staring at the few people walking along the sand, but he did a double take when Alyson returned.



"Do normal girls carry multiple outfits with them, or it that just a s...special thing?"

Alyson looked to him, smiling slightly.



" A bit of both. I knew where I was taking us."

Mason laughed lightly as he began to eat the food that had been brought to the table.



"Okay. I don't have any trunks. Would taking my shirt off work?"

Alyson looked him over, then down to the beach, and back to him, smirking.



" No. taking all your clothes off would work."



Nude beach bellow for the win.

Mason grinned lightly.



"I suppose I can always buy a new set..." Living out of a suitcase for the win?

Alyson grinned slightly, moving in her seat and glancing to the food before her as she continued to eat.



" probably a good thing cael didn't come. Don't need him hit in the head with a volley ball or something."

"Yeah... too bad." Mason smirked as he downed the last of his orange juice.



"What did he do anyhow?"