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[There was... nothing weird today, nothing to be alarmed about. At least not as far as Pamela Laufeyjarson was concerned. She'd woken up to cook some kind of breakfast for her kids, like she did every day.

She'd cleaned around the house while they were still asleep. Like every day.
She had woken them up, then walked over to wake up her husband, too. Loki needed to get ready if he was going to get to work in time. He had always been a light sleeper, too, so that shouldn't take long.

Like every day.

... Then what was that feeling on her chest? That bothering, nagging feeling that wouldn't let her alone, wouldn't let her breathe at times. What were those flashes-

A kiss. A green clown she hated. A red clown she loved.


...What were those?]


This city... this town is- it really is our town, right? Even with the milk, the trouble it causes...

...I have always been living in here, haven't I?

Maybe I should pay the doctor a visit...

[Action - various]

[Flower shop. Streets. Her garden. Just shopping... You'll find Ivy doing her daily routine- or what she thinks it's her daily routine. She seems normal most of the time... the slightly antisocial, but still overall really nice and definitely plant-crazed neighbor that's been living in the city all her life.

At times, though... she'll just stop. Looking up, frowning... as if there was something she was trying to remember, she knew she was about to remember... but couldn't quite put her finger on it.]

Date: 2011-07-05 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com
[She blinks and squints to look at her nose, then back at him. If she was confused before, she really doesn't know what is he playing at now.]

Well, thank you I suppose? You know we last too long to 'take advantage of the situation' in the morning.

[In the back of her mind there's... relief. What for? What was she worried about in the first place? Today sure is weird...]

Maybe you should stay at home today after all. You sound a little off. [She reaches to place her hand on his forehead, checking to make sure he hasn't got a fever]

Date: 2011-07-05 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putmeinstitches.livejournal.com
[...she's right. He's got memories of their married life. Good memories, definitely.]

Of course I want to take off work. It's Independence Day. What kind of red-blooded man would I be if I'd rather sell cars than celebrate it with my family?

Date: 2011-07-05 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com
[That's the man she married. Pam goes back to smiling widely.]

I wasn't sure, God knows how much you love your job. Does that mean you're bringing us to the bbq this year? Kids will be delighted.

Date: 2011-07-06 05:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] putmeinstitches.livejournal.com
Even if anyone in their right mind was looking to buy today, I wouldn't miss Wes's barbecue for the world. Fireworks just wouldn't be the same without it.

[Wait. Wait, wait, wait. What is he saying?

No. He is a god. A god who happens to be a used car salesman right now, but who certainly hasn't been doing it for years. One hand goes to his forehead, like he's trying to fight off a splitting headache.

Date: 2011-07-06 05:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com
[She reaches to squeeze his shoulder... assuming he's just having a bad morning. Yes. This is... all normal, everything like it is supposed to be. She's had a good life, a good husband, good kids.

Yes, this is all normal.]

I think we both ate too much last night, by the look of it.


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