Evangeline opted for a bath over a shower – Really, she just wanted to be in some hot water. She groaned as she slid into the tub, letting her hair tumble down around her stomach before leaning back. She closed her eyes until she heard Danny calling out to her followed by the creaking of the bathroom door. “Gym first! Then the zoo! And the pet shop! You're getting me a new pet!” She glanced at the creaking door, snatching a rag to cover her exposed goodness until she saw that it was just Beezel. “Sugar, this bathtub will fall clean through the floor if you get in here.” She giggled at the snake who simply rose his head up some before turning around – Cajun imagined he was pouting.
“Can you feed Mornin' Glory, Juno, and Moto? And please give Beezel a couple more mice. I think he's still hungry. And bring me my phone?” Cajun felt comfortable enough with her playboy friend to have him moving around the house and tending to her animals as well as walking in on her in the bath – It wasn't the first time. He once got in the shower with her because he was too drunk to realize that she wasn't the girl that he had left at his apartment.
Danny chuckled to himself, shaking his head at Evan's amusing demands. He looked down momentarily to his now empty plate as Cajun asked him to feed all the animals. Once again he was excited. It really was like a petting zoo and now he got to feed all the animals. He put his plate in the sink, heading to the pantry where most the animals' food was kept. First was two bowls, a large one filled with dry dog food and the other smaller bowl filled with dry cat food. The large black dog came first, beginning to eat even before Danny could set the bowl down. Moto came towards the food at a more leisurely pace but began to eat as well. With a smile and a quick turn towards the kitchen, Danny had to struggle slightly to remember what it was that Morning Glory was fed. It took him a few minutes before he recalled sometime when Cajun had been chopping up fruit for the Sugar Glider. He pulled out a few pieces of fruit, chopping them up and putting them in a dish, putting the dish in Morning Glory's cage, running his thumb over the top of it's head before going towards Eva's bedroom.
He grabbed the phone from the bed, entering the bathroom and smirking, "Are you trying to make a move on me?" He teased coming a little closer to her and handing her the phone, peaking down for a split second but finding that she was practically covered up. He stepped back, almost tripping over Beezel. "There you are, you little snake." he muttered, gathering as much of Beezel as he could into his arms, still most of him being dragged out, "You better start thinking about what you're getting and it better be awesome." Danny nodded towards Evangeline, referring to the pet he was to buy. as he dragged the snake back into the bedroom onto the bed. He fed the giant python at least three more mice, smiling as he pet the scaly skin as the snake ate. "You're welcome by the way!" Danny said loud enough for Eva to hear from the bathroom.
“Yes, because we all know that I'm cravin' for you somethin' fierce.” It was true - Except the part about people knowing. The Bayou Belle rolled her eyes yet again as she took her phone from Danny's hands. “Thank you – And I plan on getting three more Sugar Gliders!”, she called out after him, checking her text messages. A smile graced her face as Luz's was the first one she read.
[Aww, thanks sug! Hope you got me somethin real nice! You remember that real pretty purse with the fleur d'lis on it, right? ;) Definitely up for lunch! Can we do Ruby Tuesday's? And please don't be eatin stale pizza for breakfast again. You know my door s always open. Silly. *kissy face*]
She sent off the text message before getting to Walt's. Oh, how she adored Walt! He was better than the older brother she had back home.
[Thanks! And that's a big order to fill – Danny's taking me out for the day. Isn't that nice? Oh! And breakfast is ready. <3]
She smiled as she sent it before putting her phone on the floor. She only soaked for a little while longer before getting out of the tub and draining it.
She disappeared into her room, wrapped in a towel only to find Danny there. Shaking her head, she grabbed some clothes after rummaging through her dresser and went back into the bathroom, emerging a few minutes later wearing a pair of white sweatpants and a tank top that outlined her body very well – Danny had bought it for her to wear to the gym a few months ago. Needless to say, she was sure he bought it half a size too small on purpose. She didn't say a word as she sat at the table and looked down at the empty spot, highly expecting Danny to fix her plate – It was her birthday, after all. She tapped her fingers gently on the tabletop, waiting for him to return to the kitchen area where she was starving.
Danny raised an eyebrow as she came out wearing the outfit that he had bought her so she could actually have something to exercise in. It was rather innocent, he really just wanted someone to work out with and Evangeline was the first person to come to mind, he picked up what he thought her size was and apparently it was too small. But damned if she doesn't look good in it. Danny couldn't help as his eyes trailed down her frame as she walked to the kitchen.
He cleared his throat, taking a moment to adjust himself before following her and sitting beside her. It took a moment to read the signs but he eventually did get it, he stood, smirking, "You know what, let me make you a plate." he laughed softly to himself as he walked over to the food she had made, making her a plate and making himself another plate. He sat down placing her plate in front of her and his in front of him. It wasn't uncommon for him to eat multiple servings of her food, it was the best of the two buildings after all. "Are you really going to get more Sugar Gliders? What are you trying to do, build a Sugar Glider army?" He teased, standing, "I got to go change if we're going to the gym. Don't touch my food." He said, walking towards Cajun's room, already pulling his shirt off.
As he entered the room, he automatically went towards the drawer that contained his things. It hadn't started out as anything really and hadn't really been declared his drawer, it's just that he had accidentally left his things around so often and Eva would always leave them in that drawer. It just sort of became his drawer. As it was changing it sort of dawned on him how all of his stuff was here already sort of like a... "Hey, it's almost like we're dating, with all my stuff over here, just you know, no sex or kissing or any of the good parts at all." He said, sort of uneasy at the prospect of being in such a serious relationship but shaking it off. 'We're only friends.' He thought to himself, trying to reassure himself that it was nothing more and that she wasn't trying to use him at all. He shook his head, walking out in his basketball shorts and a cotton v-neck and sitting down, eating again.
She smiled, pleased as she began to eat her food, though in mock spite she stole three strips of bacon from his plate and scarfed them down before digging into her own food. Oh, dear God her food was delicious! She savored each and every chew, counting the carbs in her head. She had a figure to keep, after all. She lifted her head up some as Danny came back into the kitchen with his remark. She lifted a brow at him and snorted. “Yeeeaah. You're undateable, Danny...No offense.” It was her turn to do the teasing now, sending a wink and a smile his way.
Danny scoffed, putting on an expression of mock anger at the comment, but it quickly faded into laughter as he shook his head. He looked down to his plate raising an eyebrow, "You ate my bacon. I'm sorry but I can't be friends with bacon stealers." He teased right back just a tad flustered at being 'undateable', "Pshh, who needs to date when I have you to cook and take care of me. That and when I'm getting laid every night?" he gave a cocky grin, leaning back in his chair and folding his hands behind his head. For some reason he always liked to brag about how many women he's been with, to everyone he'll brag, it's like a natural conversation piece at this point in his life. "Besides, who would I even date?" He questioned, more rhetorically than anything.
“Who needs dating? I don't know. People who like knowing that there's someone that really loves them. Someone who likes comin' home to tight hugs and gentle kisses after a long, hard day. People who don't care about havin' nothin' as long as they got that someone that makes their eyes light up and their heart skip a beat when they see 'em or hear from 'em. People need love, Danny.” She answered him with that dreamy look in her eyes that she got when she watched movies like The Notebook and The Vow.
“And, if you don't want to be friends with a bacon-thief, then I guess that means I don't have to take care of you no more.” The teasing never ended with those two. Though with his last question, she just coughed and blushed, shoveling a forkful of eggs into her mouth while looking the other way. She didn't dare tease him with the answer “Why not me?”.
He was a little mystified at the dreamy look in her eyes, she seemed in her own world as she explained exactly why she thought people needed love. With the shell that Danny had developed over the years, he'd learn a lot of lessons with 'love'. Like how painful it actually was. And how he neither needed it nor wanted it. Danny was tempted to say all his thoughts out loud, express his actual contempt for the word 'love' in general. But the look in Evangeline's eyes make him keep his mouth shut. She really did believe what she was saying, she still thought it to be true. Who was he to disregard her hope as misplaced?
Danny just smiled slightly to her, "Well even if you stopped taking care of me, you're not gonna stop cooking for me, you're food is too good for me to just stop eating it." he took a bite of his biscuit as if proving his point. He chewed thoughtfully as she seemed to avoid eye contact with him, prompting Danny to raise an eyebrow at her. "Is something wrong?" he questioned.
“I'll stop cookin' for you whenever I feel like it.”, she retorted, giving a light scoff. Though, she honestly couldn't imagine she ever would. Except when she started dating someone or got married – But that was probably forever and a day away. She was like Danny in the way that she wouldn't give her heart out so easily after having it crush – He had been used for money and she had been used for sex. She paused for a moment, actually thinking about what it would be like to date Danny. Honestly, she couldn't see much changing.
She cooked for him, sometimes she cleaned his apartment, they hung out a lot, he teased her, she teased back. It was as he said: They pretty much already were a couple minus the kissing, cuddling, and sex. Minus the good parts, as he said. She gave a light smile and a giggle, though she quickly looked up at his question, shaking her head quite vigorously. “Huh? What? No! We should head to the gym.” She blushed and stood, having hardly touched her food.
Danny was officially confused at the very moment she giggled then looked up to him, acting very nervous about something. Exactly what that something was was a mystery to him. The weirdest part to Danny was that she had left the plate filled with her food. He tried to shrug it off, just nodding and picking up his plate, but something was off. He practically stared a hole through Cajun as he stood, trying to find a clue as to what could be bothering her. Clearing his throat, Danny made an attempt at conversation as they started to walk towards his car, after having to stop Eva's animals from following them out the door, "So has anyone else besides me actually wished you a happy birthday?" he asked, still glancing over to her.
As she slid into the passenger seat of his car, tucking her simple HTC Inspire between her flesh and the band of her sweatpants, she gave a nod. “Just Luz an' Walt so far. Its not even nine yet. An' its a Saturday.”, she reminded him. For a moment, she wondered where her roommate was – But, immediately assumed that she was at Jack's apartment. Sometimes Keira would sleepwalk down to the cafe and Jack would be the one they called. Mostly because the Belle's phone didn't do shit to wake her up, always going to voicemail. It took a great deal of noise to wake her up from her usual dead sleeps.
“Since...I'm turnin' twenty-one an' all. That means I can drink legal now and get into HUB...I want y'all to take me there tonight. But you gotta promise that you'll take me home. To my apartment. Not yours. She warned him, not wanting to end up as just another girl he slept with.
Danny chuckled to himself, looking to her as she started up the car, "And I'm the only one so far to come and actually greet you in person, aren't you just so grateful to have a friend like me?" he joked, smirking. He looked over to her as she made her demands for the second time today, these much more amusing that the first set. "Hell yes we're taking you, we're gonna get you smashed." Danny smiled widely, looking to the road, his smile dropping slightly but pulling it right back up, "Okay we'll sleep at you're house then." He teased, "And yes that was a joke, but I am going to see you again in the morning because I've always wondered what you'd be like hungover." He said honestly, "But don't worry about it, besides, I can name a few people that would kill me if I actually had sex with you while you were drunk." He smirked, chuckling to himself.
“Well, I ain't got to worry about that because even though you are a...what's dat word? Cad. Yes. Even though you are a cad, I know you wouldn't do that to me because I'm special.” She smiled widely, her face looking as innocent and pure as it ever had, though completely genuine in its sweetness as she spoke. She had no problems with him sleeping over at her place – He often teased that he might as well move in, considering how often he was over there. But she always just rolled her eyes.
Donning a wider smile, she rested her head against the window as they drove to the gym, a soft hum coming from her. It didn't take long to get there, and when they did, she immediately went for the treadmills. She knew that Danny was going to be lifting weights that were nearby, so they could still talk while they worked out.
Danny pretended to be offended at such a comment but ended up laughing. When they did get to the gym he smiled as they took the place they took basically every time, with her on the treadmill closest to the weights and him lifting weights at the machine closest to the treadmills, "So I take it you wouldn't be interested in a competition if we do happen to go to HUB? You know, a little drinking competition? Normally it's customary for the loser to pick up the tab but since you're the birthday girl I guess we could just make it a friendly competition in this case." He winked in her direction as he begun his exercise as he normally did, with pull ups, hardly breaking a sweat as he did a few sets.
“Let's not and say we did, 'kay?” No way was she going to get into a drinking competition with him. Of course she said that now, but she probably would end up doing it anyways after a few shots of tequila. She smiled as she started jogging at a 5mph pace, setting her phone in the holder for water bottles. She noticed from the side of her eyes that a group of four guys were moving with gusto towards Danny. As soon as his weights were set down, they wasted no time in assaulting him.
“Danny!” She seriously fell off the treadmill like the way you see in those funny videos on YouTube, her head smacking into the belt that was still moving. Grunting, she forced herself up and ran to him as he was pushed off of the weight bench. And of course the lazy manager of the twenty-four hour gym wasn't around to do anything and there was hardly anyone else there. But those who were already had their phones out to call the cops.
That didn't stop Cajun. Oh, dear no. She immediately threw herself into the fray, pushing off who she could before her fists and feet started flying. She thanked the Lord that she had started going to the gym with Danny and that she had started dancing – She was stronger than she was in her teenage years when she was simply brawling. Maybe it would help if she took up boxing...
Either way, she got thrown down and away from the group a couple of times but she kept getting back up and fighting them off until the cops came with an ambulance right behind them. They had to pry her off of the main guy who was screaming at Danny for having slept with his girlfriend. Cajun was on his back with her legs wrapped around his waist as she tried her best to choke the life out of him with a sleeper hold.
Afterwards, it took a lot of crying and sniffling, but she managed to slide both her and Danny out of a trip down to the police station after they had given their statements. Instead, they were headed to the hospital. Of course, Cajun didn't know because she passed out on the pavement. But, when she did come to, she felt like shit. Her body was aching something fierce and she could feel the bandages on her face and a brace on her wrist. Shit! How was she supposed to do the Spring Recital with a sprained wrist?
She blinked rapidly and groaned until she could see straight. She felt someone on her bedside and glanced to see Danny sitting on her left, feeling his hand resting on hers. She felt a wave of dizziness before letting her head slam back into the pillow. Her head was pounding! Slowly, she began to remember a bit of what happened. All she could get out of the flickering images of her memory was beating up some guys...hurting her wrist...talking to the cops....and blackout.
She took a moment to catch her breath before speaking slowly. “You tell anyone that I fought today...And I will kill you, Daniel Foster. Never speak of this again.” Her voice was a weak whisper as she closed her eyes again, feeling his fingers curl around her hand.
He glanced over at her, remembering exactly what the doctor had said. She passed out from a concussion and hitting the pavement didn't exactly help that, she sprained her wrist on someone's jaw, and other than that, she just has some cuts and bruises on her face from hitting the sidewalk. He had suffered fewer bruises, a busted lip, and a nasal fracture. He had gotten his nose fixed, thankfully. Couldn't have his Adonis-like face ruined!
It wasn't but another five minutes before they were discharged from the hospital - Much due to their complaining of not wanting to be there. They skipped out on getting a prescription because the doctors were taking too long - Nothing that ice, good food, and some ibuprofen couldn't fix. The ride home was silent - Except for the time when she told him that if he told anyone, she would kill him, again. He was curious as to why she wanted to keep her epic brawling abilities a secret, though. There really was more to her than met the e and he was going to figure it out.
It was barely a two minute ride from the hospital to home and when they got there, he picked her up and gave her a piggy-back up to her apartment. She mumbled a thanks as he set her tenderly on the couch. "I really don't want to ditch you like this, but I should probably get cleaned up...I'll send Keira over." And he was gone, headed for his apartment. When he got there, he caught sight of Jack and Keira sharing breakfast. "Uh...Hey...Keira? Cajun's kinda broken." He still hadn't thought up of a decent lie to cover for her, so he just left it at that and assumed that Cajun had something planned already as he ditched towards the bathroom for a shower.
[Really need you right now. Bring the sappy stuff? I got snacks <3] She texted Leonard before tossing her phone over by the television. She wasn't mad at Danny - She couldn't be because it was her own fault she got beaten up. But she couldn't just stand there and watch. But, she was aching too much to think too hard about it for now, so she simply lay in wait for Keira and Leelo to get there, which no doubt would bring around Luz and Walt as well. She smiled softly knowing that her friends cared for her so much. Though, she was a bit sad that she didn't get to go to the zoo or the pet shop. She was going to cash in on that later, though. For now, curling up with Leelo watching her favorite sappy movies would be great.
