Let's Play!

Alyson lit up, grabbing the chocolate cupcake, kissing him eagerly.



" thank you."



She purred happily.

"Yup."



Cael smiled and went back to his cupcake.

Alyson was presently glaring at the movie.



" This sucks."



She wanted a new one. She didn't wanna watch a tear causing moving, and The bucket list was doing just that.

"Alright."



Cael changed it as he made his rounds. What were they watching now? Mulan.

Alyson laughed as she was presently impersonating the 'dragon', hopping about on the couch with cael, enjoying her relax/down time.

Cael would play with her for quite a while before he decided that he need more sustenance than just popcorn and cake and liquor. SANDWICHES!



"Want one?"

" What kind is it?"



she asked curiously, eyes turning over him.

"Peanut butter, honey, and reeses cups."



Okay, so not THAT much better than the popcorn and cake, but still...

" ... Skip the honey, extra reeses."

Cael would walk over and sit beside her, handing her a plate.



"There you go."

Alyson smiled, taking it, pulling all the candies off and leaving the sandwich on the plate forgotten as she reached over and snatched the receipt, going to read it while they watched the movie.

It was a donation receipt. Obviously, by his behavior, Mason hadn't been intending to show anyone or anything... but after she made her persistent reference to him in that manner... Mason had put it out so she could see. Apparently had had donated almost all of his clothing (he literally owned three outfits now) to the disabled veterans salvation army place. Also, anything that he either hadn't sold or hadn't bothered to sell was apparently hawked at a pawn shop (see the other receipt stapled to the donation one) and the money had been donated too.

Alyson made a face at the receipt and got up, moving to mason's room. By now it was time to wake up. She climbed in onto of Mason, kissing him, snuggling down into his chest.



" we need to talk, wake up."



She purred softly.

Mason turned his face away, pushing at her just a tiny bit. he didn't want to wake up. However, after a minute, the bleary-eyed man peeked at her.



"Yeah?"

" Why? "



she asked him simply, kissing and pulling at him.



" why?"



she pressed, kissing and snuggling him.

"Mmm..."



He scrunched his eyes shut for a minute, squirming before rubbing at them.



"Huh?"



You should have brought coffee. We all know Mason is useless without coffee.

Alyson kissed him, biting at his chest, kisisng over every bit of him as she roused him further.



" Why did you do something so extreme?"

"What are you talking about?" he asked as he rubbed at his face, untangling the blanket from himself.

Alyson shifted, leg on each side of his body, hugging him.



" All your things and such. You went too far. Why did you do it?"



Cause it didn't look like an act of generosity. It looked like a small child's response to being ridiculed. However, she was concerned, not upset.

Mason blinked, looking at her now.



"It was only some more than usual."



This donation hadn't been an anomaly. He sat up then, letting her slip down as he ran his hands through his hair.



"I didn't see the point in toting a bunch of crap halfway around the world. I still have what I want."



He gestured to three boxes in the corner.



"What I do with my stuff is normally my private business, but you seem so convinced that I'm such a bad guy..."



The man shook his head.

" No."



alyson corrected gently.



" I was teasing, but I knew you were not bad."



She informed him, kissing him now.



" I am sorry you took it that personally."

Mason just shook his head. He got out of bed to go get coffee.



"It doesn't matter, I guess."

Alyson looked after him, then just snuggled into his bed. She was upset with him, but he was getting away with being an ass to her. That made her feel about = < that big.

Mason came back and handed her a cup of coffee.



"You've got your good guy. Someone's got to be the bad one."



He seemed to be sulking.

" he's leaving me in a few years, and you seem to have left me now."



Alyson replied simply, looking at the cup, uninterested.

Mason shook his head.



"No, I was the one that was there. The whole time. That was me."



He shook his head, drinking his own coffee.



"And now I'm the third wheel and the butt of the joke and criticized for being consistently what I am."



Oh. Someone was feeling... belittled.

Alyson shook her head.



" it was one joke."



On her part, anyway. Slowly she rose, kissing him.





" You are not a third wheel to me. i have tried to come to you more then once, but when you turn me away I'm not going to sit in the floor and cry. Not when your being mean or curt. I'm going to leave you alone."



She pointed out, kissing him a couple more times before she snuggled him.

"It wasn't even about the joke. I don't care about one joke."



It was about something else. Mason just continued to drink his coffee.

" I'm not a mind reader. What is it?"

"You've known what I was for a long time. Why all the sudden are you condemning me for it, for what you see as a lack of morals?"



He didn't see how she had the right.

" I'm not."



she purred, looking up at him.



" I was curious and asking questions to answer the curiosity.... I never felt comfortable enough to ask before, but I've always wondered..."



She purred, face all wrinkled up.



" Did you think I was accusing?"

"You said that you were 'worried about my morals'."

" ... right, i was curious if you were the type to take from an Elderly woman on SSI or if you stuck to the hotie toties that don't even notice whatever that is missing."



She offered, looking confused.



" I wanted to know exactly where you stood. I was trying to understand and know you better....."

Mason just sighed.



"And? What conclusion did you come to?"



Because he felt that like she now looked down her nose at him, and he got very defensive then. He hated that feeling.

" I came to the conclusion you were someone I still respected and cared about. That I was okay with it, because you stated yourself your not petty. You have more self respect then that."



She informed him, kissing him and pulling back now.



" but apparently you didn't get that."

"No. That wasn't exactly clear before now."

Alyson sighed.



" You could have asked. I am sorry."

Mason just shook his head. Then, finally he glanced at his clock. He looked down at his cup of coffee accusingly as the cartoon sweatdrop slid down his forehead.



"It's three in the morning."

Alyson laughed, kissing him.



" yep."

"You had me thinking that it was morning."