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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 14, 2007 21:00:26 GMT -5
Spot got out of the car, laughing at Race.
Blondie came running out the door. "What was that?" she asked, then saw the table, the bat mobile, and Race kissing the rooftop. "Oh my God you nearly gave me a heart attack!"
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Post by Race on Sept 14, 2007 21:07:31 GMT -5
"Sorry Blondie!" Jack said coming out from the drivers side, "I'm just droppin' off ya husband." he said,laughing when he saw Race.
Race sat up,catching his breath, "Do me a favah Jacky Boy,knock me out next time!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 14, 2007 21:15:41 GMT -5
Blondie stared at the bat mobile. "How did you...?"
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Post by Race on Sept 14, 2007 21:19:01 GMT -5
"Complicated." Jack said, "It can go on rooftops."
Race looked at Blondie, "Ya don't wanna know," he said.
Max smirked,looking the Batmobile over then going inside, "I need a drink.."he muttered.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 14, 2007 21:23:02 GMT -5
"Race, you want me to take you home?" Blondie asked, knowing he probably didn't want to go on another rooftop ride.
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Post by Race on Sept 14, 2007 21:25:06 GMT -5
"Please?" Race said, "Dat..dat scares me."
"C'mon Jack!" Max said, "come in,sit down awhile, I's knows ya gotta."
Jack followed Max into the kitchen.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 14, 2007 21:28:21 GMT -5
"Okay," Blondie said, smiling.
Spot followed Max and Jack in.
"You gonna stay for awhile too?" Blondie asked Race. "Or ya wanna go now."
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Post by Race on Sept 14, 2007 21:30:06 GMT -5
"I guess..maybe a drink'll settle my nerves.."Race muttered,following the others in.
Max already had drinks set out.Fiddling with his cup.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 14, 2007 21:31:21 GMT -5
Blondie headed to the laundry room to unload the dryer.
Spot went and changed out of his red-stained clothes, then joined the others.
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Post by Race on Sept 27, 2007 17:55:51 GMT -5
~Next Day~
Racetrack woke up with a hangover,he'd drank too much at Spots and had his pillow shoved over his head as the sunlight peeked through the blinds,he moaned as he heard his cell phone go off. "Yeah,whaddya want?" he muttered.
"That anyway ta speak ta ya boss?" Tony Sopranos voice boomed over the phone."You get rid of Conlon?"
"Oh..pardon me." Race said,sitting up,he heard the question and his eyes widened,then he went cool again, "Yeah,he's dead as a doornail. Won't be hearin' nuttin' from him anymore." he said,silently laughing.
"good." Tony said,the hung up.
Race rolled over and went back to sleep.
Jack was at work,with a hang over himself. He wondered if Racetrack had talked to Tony yet.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 27, 2007 18:02:58 GMT -5
Blondie woke up before anyone else, as usual. She had finally gotten over the morning sickness, thankfully. She went into the kitchen to start on breakfast. Her goal for the day was to tell Spot she was pregnant, although, that had been her goal for the past month and she hadn't achieved it yet.
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Post by Race on Sept 27, 2007 18:04:55 GMT -5
Max got up,he had black circles under his eyes and a hangover from heck. He came in and sat down at the table,letting his head hit the table with a moan. "what we do last night? Go tah Grand Central Station an' play chicken wit da trains?" he asked Blondie.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 27, 2007 18:06:23 GMT -5
Blondie laughed a little, still deep in thought.
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Post by Race on Sept 27, 2007 18:10:49 GMT -5
"so..." Max said,whispering, "Ya gunna tell him?" he asked,looking up at Blondie.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 27, 2007 18:14:57 GMT -5
Blondie sighed. "I dunno. I know I gotta tell him some time but..." she let herself trail off.
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