♫ ‘Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn’t need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don’t know why ♫

*making burgers in the kitchen*

kovu-the-outsider:

*laughs* I’ll take that into consideration. 

You’re still nine years older than me so I still get to call you old man. 

And I’l attribute any shortcomings to your youh. Win/win for you, isn’t it?

How quickly time passes by…

charlotte-bouff:

Yes, but this isn’t one of those. This is a real apology ’cause i actually did somethin’ wrong, not just imagined I did. 

Then you leave me no option other than a genuine acceptance of your “real apology.” Just as well. It saves my energy for grudges that are worth it.

blake—lively:

x

How quickly time passes by…

charlotte-bouff:

 

I’ll learn from it and not make the same mistake. 

And I ya. Well not always, I was pretty scared of ya for a while. 

…I’m sorry. I neva shoulda judged ya. 

With good reason.

*long-suffering sigh* Charlotte, haven’t I told you how much I hate your compulsive tendency toward continual apologies?

*making burgers in the kitchen*

kovu-the-outsider:

Don’t get your panties in a bunch, just joking. It’s something new I’ve learned. 

Happy late birthday. 

*with a bit of a smirk* Horrible habit. Whoever encouraged you into that should be shot.

*He almost makes a comment about how late it is (His birthday was on January 8th—month after Ian’s— which was right around when the deal with Pitch was struck) but holds back.*

Thank you.

*making burgers in the kitchen*

kovu-the-outsider:

I’ll take you up on that old man. 

Yes, yes, I get the joke. I turn the dirty thirty and suddenly I’m father time. This is why I let my birthday pass without fanfare.

How quickly time passes by…

charlotte-bouff:

I was so sure ‘bout mah choice…now I can’t memba why…shows ya ya can’t judge a book by it’s cova. 

*slight smirk* I’m not ‘xactly bright if ya haven’t realized that. *more serious* I dunno why, but I just have a feelin’ ‘bout ya. Ya might have threatened me with an axe, but you’ve also pushed me ta be stronga. Neva thanked ya for that. 

So…thank ya. 

And when you do remember why/ *It’s said mostly to himself, a rhetorical question and the issue that gives him some pause.*

*His smirk says “Believe me, I’ve noticed” but for once he doesn’t say anything. The look softens a bit as she continues to speak.* 

You’re welcome. I always did see potential in you, Charlotte my dear. 

*making burgers in the kitchen*

kovu-the-outsider:

 

Nostalgic fool? These things do tend to happen when you get older. 

Very funny. I’m not so decrepit I couldn’t take you in a fight. If I wanted to. Sometime when we wouldn’t both be fighting on a full stomach.

*making burgers in the kitchen*

kovu-the-outsider: 

*laughs* Nothing so sentimental as that. 

It’s chipolte mayonnaise. 

You had me worried for a second. 

It’s bad enough I’m turning into a nostalgic fool. One of us needs to keep his edge.