Vash: Like you do every morning...
Me: I.E. after much pushing and prodding from the rest of the household. And what do I see?
Laguna: I think she's dead.
Me: Six character muses floating hazily over my head.
Squall: She's not dead. See? She's watching us out of the corner of her eye.
Me: Aww, fuck.
Takeo: Hah! See? Awake!
Me: All right, all right...everyone away from the bed.
*everyone takes two steps back*
Me: How about giving me enough room to actually get out of the bed, eh fellas?
*mumbling, grumbling ensues and everyone backs away by about another foot*
Me: Great, thank you... *tumbles out of bed and practically falls into the bathroom*
Ayanojou: She's not very cheery in the morning, is she?
Takeo: I don't think she's actually grumpy, so much as borderline unconscious.
Laguna: Hey! She's kinda like you! *pats Squall on the top of his head while Squall scowls. Say /that/ three times fast*
Me: *emerging from bathroom* MOVE. NOW.
Squall: *wincing* Or maybe Fuujin.
Vash: *poking around on my anime shelf* Hey, look! Is this me? *begins to fiddle with my Vash action figure* Hey, wow! Little hands and everything! But why am I chained to this sign? *fiddles further and begins to knock things over* Whoopsies.
Me: Gaaahhh! *rushes over to save what's left of her collection* All six-foot tall, spikey-haired, semi-immortal, blonde gunmen AWAY from the anime shelf!
Wolfwood: I think she means you, Tongari.
Vash: You sure? There couldn't have been some sort of mistake...?
Me: *eyes glowing red* Move. Right. Now. Before. I. Kill. You.
Laguna: *huddling in a far corner with Squall* Eep.
Me: *turning instantly to focus glowing eyes on Laguna* Did you just 'eep'?
Laguna: N-n-n-no...no, no, no, no...absolutely not...I did not...um...
Me: Yes, you did.
Laguna: What, me? Noooo-oooo...I've never 'eeped' in my life! In fact, I- *Squall elbows him in the ribs. Hard* EEP!!!
Me: Oop, oop. I heard that. I heard the noise. You can't deny it now.
Laguna: *weakly, as Squall smirks to himself* So what if I did 'eep'...I mean, it's just a noise and all...
Me: You do /not/ 'eep'. BlackRose's Laguna-muse 'eeps' nearly constantly...but that is not you. You do not 'eep'.
Laguna: I do not 'eep'.
Laguna: *suddenly panicked* That wasn't me!
Me: No, of course not. That was Takeo.
Takeo: *springs a slight nosebleed as Ayanojou continues the caresses he was using that got Takeo 'eeping' in the first place* Eep...eep, eep, eep, eep, eep.
Me: Takeo 'eeps'. But not you.
Laguna: Not me.
Squall: *checks watch* Ten-minute warning.
Me: Oh shit!
*muses fly in a whirlwind of activity*
Ten minutes later:
Squall: I think you missed the bus.
Me: I did /not/ miss the bus.
Squall: I think that was it right now. I think it just pulled away.
Me: *slightly irritated* No, that was a /different/ bus. My bus comes at 7:05. We left my house at 6:51.
Me: *holding Squall's hand* Why are you coming along with me, anyway?
Squall: *in turn, holding Laguna's hand* I don't know.
Laguna: *in turn, holding Vash's hand* Well, I thought it'd be fun!
Vash: *in turn, holding Wolfwood's hand* Ditto. You have no idea how boring most of our days are.
Wolfwood: *in turn, holding Ayanojou's hand* It gets pretty cramped in your repressed imagination, y'know.
Ayanojou: *in turn, dragging a nearly limp Takeo* Besides, it's a nice day.
Takeo: *bumping along as last in line, with several multi-colored bunnies trailing him and attempting to graze on the sidewalk* Eep.
Me: *frustrated* My life is not interesting. You really don't understand.
Vash: At least we're better off than Heero and Trowa.
Ayanojou: Poor boys. Stuffed into the crawlspace.
Me: *groaning* No...please no guilt trips this early in the morning.
Laguna: What d'ya suppose they do in there all day?
Squall: Fuck and be angsty, I suppose.
Me: *singing quietly* "I will knock you off your feet, I will burn you just like teenage love, I will eat you just like meat..."
Wolfwood: Do you have an Everclear song for /everything/?
Vash: Then shouldn't you have an Art Alexakis muse?
Art: You called?
Me: ART! Hot, sexy, cute, heterosexual ART!
Art: Hey, babe. *gives me a hug*
*collective muses pout*
Me: *gushing* I have the same name as your wife...
Art: That's just great...and I'm old enough to be your father.
Laguna: *funny look to Squall*
Squall: What? God, it never stopped us.
Laguna: *resists ever-present urge to 'eep'*
Me: Fuck! *grabs Art muse and inserts him into the chain* Let's motor!