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[snowandfrost]

[Here's Caitlin Snow in the halls of Camelot; she's in one of Guinevere's blue gowns and clutching a golden goblet for dear life, trying to hide a snorting laugh behind it. She shakes her head and reaches for the phone. It moves and it's clear that one of the more rambunctious knights have gotten a hold of her phone.]

No! I need that back!

[She's still giggling and laughing. If she thinks about it, she doesn't remember the last time she's laughed this much. The video is shaking with laughter as well and keeps the phone out of Caitlin's reach.]

Comments

[snowandfrost]

If I didn't care, I wouldn't have fixed your arm. Or tried to make you not uncast it so it would heal better.

[She scrunches up her face, trying to force the change to happen]

[vivifier]

Really, Doctor? You wouldn't? [ He does not believe that at ALL. ]

[ Eyeing her. ]

...what are you doing? Do you have gas?

[snowandfrost]

No, I'm trying to make Frost appear. Maybe you'll believe her.

[vivifier]

I really won't.

[snowandfrost]

[She opens one eye to look at him]

I thought everyone liked Frost better.

[vivifier]

I don't.

[snowandfrost]

[Whatever she's about to say is interrupted by a yawn and she gives him a sleepy smile]

Do you like Caitlin better?

[vivifier]

...sure.

[ In terms of which does he dislike less? Is that where we're going? ]

[snowandfrost]

You hesitated. I think we should get more wine.

[She turns around to head back into the castle]

[vivifier]

[ He grabs her arm, pulling her back. ]

No.

[snowandfrost]

[That super long, billowy skirt gets tangled up in her legs and Caitlin stumbles a little when he pulls her back]

Why no?