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That was how he descriibed it, after Enzo's excitement of the car that Dot was getting him. He told the boy that they needed to go back to Mainframe in order to show him... Bob obliged in sending them back, and soon they were zipping back before the Principal Office, through to the main doors where naturally they had access. As they proceeded down the halls...

"Best place to hide a gift until the time is right."

Because now that he was a full Guardian, he could come and go as he pleased, but before...

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From:

ami_imperfect

Don't worry, Enzo. Dani's pretty sure she's linked into your line of thinking.

"So, Enzo, will you marry me?"

Sure, proposals are supposed to be special and romantic and memorable and she feels bad for stealing Enzo's thunder. But Dani would rather her future fiancee not die of asphyxiation while she gets down on one knee.

Edited Date: 2013-10-26 02:29 am (UTC)

From:

a1enzo

You call his stealing his thunder, he calls it stopping him from making any more of a hash of it. He nods emphatically, and pants, and gasps, "Thanks."

Romance will happen soon, don't worry. Once he stops wheezing.

From:

ami_imperfect

"So...is that a yes?" Dani asks a little cheekily.

Okay, maybe more than a little.

From:

a1enzo

"1" he squeaks.

That is, technically, a yes in these parts.

From:

ami_imperfect

Well, there's only one appropriate response to that answer. So Dani quickly closes the distance between her and Enzo.

From:

a1enzo

You wouldn't think this would be much help with getting his breath back.

And you'd be absolutely right, but he really doesn't care.

From:

passthefudge

Meanwhile, a world a way next door, Jack Fenton is attempting to congratulate the happy couple. He is prevented from doing this, however, by the fact that his wife has a slightly better sense of tact and also a ninth-degree black belt.

From:

notjustcookies

"Jack, give them a little space!" Maddie hisses as she holds her husband back. It's difficult, not because of Jack's size but because she has half a mind to follow his lead and rush through the portal.

From:

passthefudge

"Yes... dear. May... I... have... my... arm... back... please?"

From:

notjustcookies

Satisfied, Maddie lets go of his arm.

From:

passthefudge

Jack sulks for a moment.

Oh, well! "Who wants champagne?" He pulls a bottle out of the lab sample fridge.

From:

notjustcookies

Maddie smiles; she's not even going to ask why there is champagne in the lab sample fridge. "I'll have some, dear."

From:

nullofscience

"So will I."

Since he's a ghost, we're not entirely sure of the effects, but...as with all things...it's the thought that counts.

"To scientific Achievement."

Edited Date: 2013-10-27 02:06 am (UTC)

From:

passthefudge

"I'll drink to that!"

There is the clink of labware.

From:

notjustcookies

Miraculously Maddie refrains from rolling her eyes (whatever happened to toasting the happy couple?) as she sips her champagne. Then she has another toast to offer.

"To Dani and Enzo."