[closed]

[vaimo]

Who Åsa (vaimo ) and Siiri (hustru ) / Floweregg
What They got a puppy!!
When last week of Feb
Where Siiri's apartment
Warnings Teeth rotting fluff

Since Siiri's hands were full of puppy, Åsa nudged her out of the way to unlock the door to her apartment and let them in.  Just as well she'd added that key to her own set.  Not that she wouldn't have; it's safest there.  Even though Åsa can be a bit of a ditz, her keys are one thing that she always keeps safe.  If she put it in a 'safe place' at home it would never surface again.

Pushing open the door, Åsa shifts to hold it while toeing off her shoes.  "Still got her?"  She asks, a little worried, as she looks at the squirming ball of fluff.  Sooner they can get in safely and shut the door behind them the better.  Her own hands are full of shopping bags from the rescue centre, full of everything they'll need to get their new puppy started at home.  They'll have to do a trip for more food soon since Åsa's priority was getting Siiri everything that was needed immediately rather than looking to the long term (and they had to get everything home too), but Åsa certainly won't complain for the excuse to drop by again later this week.  That's probably why she's already thinking of this as 'their' puppy, even when in reality she's Siiri's.  She just hopes that having someone around the house - even if it's someone who can't talk back - will help Siiri feel more settled and less lonely.  And if not, well, taking the puppy on walks will at least make sure that Siiri gets out for reasons that aren't university or work!

Comments

[hustru]

"You can always stay here." And she might make use of that offer a bit too often maybe. And while the sofa is an option... But she wouldn't even dare to offer that one, only silently long to share a bed and fall asleep with the other woman in her arms. She imagines that it is nice and warm and comfortable.

And about the name... "Floweregg, for now."

[vaimo]

Åsa glances at Siiri, but the offer makes her smile, a warm glow opening up inside her. "I'd really like that." She replies, softly. Sharing a bed wouldn't phase her; she always did with friends at home, but if one of them is having to get up and down to keep settling down the puppy then perhaps it won't be the best idea.

Still. Waking up and having someone there, having someone to share breakfast with... it sounds lovely. If that's what that her past self got to have then Åsa is a little jealous.

"Floweregg it is, then! Maybe we'll get some more memories of the old Floweregg from her too."

[hustru]

Nooooooo

not like she can do anything about this, though, so she'll instead climb out of Siiri's lap and see what else the apartment holds in interesting things.

The woman stays where she is for the moment, only looking after the puppy as she sniffs and pads around the room. "Are you staying for dinner?"

[vaimo]

As Floweregg decides that she's had enough of their love, Åsa takes the opportunity to scoot in closer and rest her head on Siiri's shoulder. "If you don't mind! We should celebrate bringing Floweregg home!" She's happy like this, relaxed and comfortable as she watches the puppy explore. "But it's not good to drink on an empty stomach so we should eat something first." Just a few drinks, maybe, not enough to get drunk, but celebrating does sound good.

[hustru]

An arm will be wrapped around Åsa in return and a head rested on hers. "Take-out or cooking?" Both is good - they could order something, or they could cook, as long as they stay in the apartment and regularly check on the dog the puppy should be good. She can't have any of the human food either way.

[vaimo]

Åsa considers it, but not for long. "Let's get take out. I'll pay!" She decides. It's been a long day and while cooking is fun, staying curled up and relaxing more sounds much better. And playing with the puppy more - if they cook they'll have to focus on that rather than her. "Is there anything you want in particular? We can look online if there isn't somewhere you know already."

[hustru]

"I got recommended a Chinese ...provider." The last is supplied in Finnish because she can't think of the word right now, she's a bit preoccupied with thinking that all of this is very nice and how to best relocate them to wherever Floweregg is headed to and last but not least what she can offer by way of drinks.

[vaimo]

Åsa's used to guessing from context what words mean and it's not a problem to take a guess now. "Do you have a menu? Let's have a look!" As she says it she realises that that means standing and regrets it.

...On the other hand they should probably follow Floweregg before she gets her nose into something that she shouldn't. So, very reluctantly, she pushes herself up onto her feet and brushes herself off, then follows the dog. Normally she'd offer a hand to help Siiri up too, but right now she's worried about letting the puppy out of their sight.

[hustru]

Siiri sighs quietly at the loss of touch but gets up without protest, only with a sad look in her eye, and follows after Åsa. She heads to a table near the entrance and rummages through some papers that are located there before producing a slightly battered menu and holding it up for Åsa to see. There it is.

[vaimo]

Åsa smiles as she takes the menu, leading Siiri after Floweregg into the main room so she can take a seat at the table and read over it quickly. "This seems fine!" She agrees easily after skimming it. "Do you know what you want? I'll order!" And pay because Siiri's still a student, and anyway, she likes buying things for her friends.

[hustru]

"Nr. 19." Always the same - she prefers home cooked foods and is very picky with all others (having dated someone whose diet consisted mostly of frozen pizza did not help), so the times when she orders food from this place it's always that one.

And Åsa ordering is a relief. Less having to talk to people on the phone.

[vaimo]

Åsa glances to see what it is, and then takes a little longer, humming to herself as she tries to decide. Making her choose from so many good choices is never a good idea! In the end though, she makes her choice and stands up to fetch her phone and call.

She orders a few sides for them as well, aware she's a big eater, then once it's been confirmed returns to Siiri's side, putting her phone on the table. "We have half an hour!"

[hustru]

Siiri wants to answer, but Floweregg chooses that exact moment to topple over a chair and the taller woman whirls around, rushing over to the puppy to check that she, shock aside, is not hurt.

She answers over her shoulder, though. "Drinks are in the fridge."

[vaimo]

Åsa's hurrying over as well, though, expression worried. "Is she all right?" She asks, quickly, leaning over so she can lift the chair out of puppy and owner's way. She peers down, hoping that Floweregg is all right, and then backs off a little, realising that she's crowding them. Still, drinks can wait.

[hustru]

Floweregg is, shock aside, fine, but she'll still not protest when Siiri deposits her in Åsa's arms. Mostly because Siiri is scary and she'd rather hide in Åsa's chest there's more to hide in, too.

While the puppy curls up in Åsa's arms, Siiri will pick up the chair and place it on the table, and then do the same with the other chairs. And then start to make the room less dangerous for little puppies by generally placing things that could topple over too high up for the dog to reach yet.

She thought she had made the apartment baby safe, but apparently...

[vaimo]

Åsa didn't expect to have Floweregg given to her, but she doesn't complain either, snuggling the puppy in and stroking her fur soothingly. "Hey now, you're all right. You need to be more careful, though. We don't want you to get hurt! I know you want to explore, but you can still be careful." She rubs her ears, and then picks her up, cradling her in one hand as she goes to get their drinks while Siiri continues cleaning up.

[notbloody]

[Oh, this is nice.

And safe.

She can do this. Floweregg is very happy to just curl up in Åsa's arms and snuggle into her chest. It's nice and soft and warm and safe.

When Siiri has cleaned up, she'll come after them, and they'll do this and that and play with the puppy until the evening, when at some point they'll find themselves on the sofa, a sleepy puppy between them and a few bottles with various imported things on the table, flipping through channels. In the end it becomes some Swedish program through sattelite, and after the first two or three glasses that program has detoriated into a schlager quiz show.

It's not that Siiri cares much, even though it's still unsettling how well she understands the language... all of

it takes her a while to figure out what has been bothering her about this all the time. The alcohol doesn't help. Nor does the need to put her words into English.]

I shouldn't understand Swedish. [No, that's not right...] Well enough. [For... that. She gestures towards the TV.]

[vaimo]

Hmm? [Åsa's pretty content, warm and happy, the alcohol sitting heavily in the bottom of her stomach and making her much more relaxed. Between the alcohol and the TV though it takes more than a little effort to try and understand Siiri.]

Maybe I've rubbed off on you! [No Åsa that's not how it works.]

[hustru]

That wouldn't be enough.

[She's fairly sure of that. Yes, she might have heard and seen more Swedish than she's used to since she met Åsa, but... that should not have given her the kind of boost that she got.]

[vaimo]

An echo, then? We would have spoken Swedish in the past.

Although... [Åsa strokes Floweregg as she thinks, though the motions are distracted.] You'd expect that it would be different because it was from long ago.

[hustru]

More similar than Finnish. I still can't speak it. [Simliar enough to only give her understanding a boost, and then being with Åsa would have done the rest, perhaps?]

[vaimo]

You think it was an echo, then? Can you read it? [What a curious thing to think about, what languages they might have spoken.]

[hustru]

Better than I should.

[Same as with understanding it when spoken, really. It's weird.]

[vaimo]

Then now I just need to teach you to speak it and write it! [If they hadn't been drinking she probably wouldn't have been so happy to say that. But now she doesn't even second think it, beaming at Siiri as she adds something she wouldn't dare to offer otherwise.] And you could teach me Finnish! Or do your best to!

[hustru]

It's a hard language to learn.

[Or so she's always been told.]