Wanna See My Claws?

With two tattooed digits at the ready, the Nephalem was quick to poke both of them in her sides and snickered away before planting a kiss on her cheek from behind. After which both arms curled around her waist and a chin was gently placed on her shoulder. “Oi, small fry.. Waddaya say you ‘n me go out today, shoppin’ fa sum’ shit fer Ran ‘n da li’l one. Plus, we’re gettin’ you sum new stuff too, jus’ you ‘n me.” 

  One ear twitched as she caught her boyfriend’s footsteps a second before he poked her sides and her entire body flinched jump as the ticklish sensation overtook her. Grinning, she glanced back at him, lips brushing against his temple. Hm, a shopping trip for baby things? And for the mommy to be  and for her? That sounded like a plan. Leaning back into the other, she nodded, “ That sounds like fun, so hurry an’ dress. I saw something the other day that I want to get you. It’s not pink or bright, I promise.”

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.” 

“Excuse you?” 

“I could do that, but “could” doesn’t mean would.” 

“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fuck I don’t give.” 

“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?” 

“Let me tell you exactly where in hell you can go.” 

“Fill a cup with your tears so I can drink them. Gotta keep hydrated.” 

“I’m sorry, was I talking to you? The answer is no.” 

“You couldn’t train a rock, much less a pet.” 

“You couldn’t land a hit on a mountain.”