Anniversary

[dovelike]

There are very few milestones in the life of a deity; so many years go by that only the most important events are remembered consciously, and the rest tucked away in a box for later rumination and safekeeping. Eirene is of the opinion that New Year's Eve now counts as a milestone because today, one year ago Bar-time, she met Clark.

So while he's outside doing chores, she quickly fills up a picnic basket with goodies (found by rummaging through shelves or her own conjuring), adding a certain short chiton that she suspects he might get a kick out of, then wanders with basket in hand to the barn.

"Clark?"

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[hero_farmboy]

Clark is building a wall of hay. Well, rebuilding if you want to get technical. It's one of those winter chores that's mindless enough that he actually doesn't mind doing it on a regular basis. It's also the easiest way to make sure they've got plenty to get the cows through until spring, not that they've ever run out.

He's engrossed enough that while he hears someone call his name, it doesn't exactly sink in who it is. Yet.

"Over here."

[eirenikos]

Wall of hay is high. Very high. Eirene stares at it for a moment, listening to the sound of a man setting bales on top of each other on the other side, and inhales some of the scent. To be sure; the sweet-smelling food is only one of the many aromas to be found inside a barn (leather polish, horses, manure and other items spring to mind), but she's always liked wheat.

"Okay." She shuffles around to settle on a bale that hasn't been moved yet, basket next to her, and watches for a minute. "Regular speed today. Groovy."

[hero_farmboy]

Wall of hay is of a perfectly usual height. It's Eirene's fault that she's so short and it therefore looks higher.

The voice sinks in (it's the "groovy" that clinches it) and a slow smile spreads across his face as he places another bale on the pile. "I don't do everything at superspeed. Sometimes it helps to take my time. Gives me a chance to wind down and think."

He turns to her, eyebrows rising as he takes in her attire. "Hi."

[eirenikos]

Eirene is staring past him at the wall-o-hay, quite possibly trying to figure out how to climb the thing without wrecking all his hard work. What? Protector of children remember? You hang around long enough with the rugrats and certain behaviors are bound to rub off.

She may have also temporarily forgotten what she's wearing. Well, at least until noting the expression on Clark's face. Then her own is anything but childish. One can have mature mischievousness, right?

"Hi yourself." Pause. "Happy Anniversary, boy scout."

[hero_farmboy]

"Anniversary?" Clark echoes, a bale paused halfway to its proper place. "Did I miss something?"

[eirenikos]

"Nope." She's looking too cheerful for that. "I went back to the bar to tell Mom where I'd be with the filming stuff, and ... it's New Year's Eve there. We met a year ago today."

[hero_farmboy]

"It was New Year's Eve that night?" No, Clark never knew. He stopped trying to keep track of bar time ages ago.

He grins again after a moment and then leans down to give her a kiss. "Happy anniversary right back at you, then."

[eirenikos]

"It was." Girls tend to remember these things. Kiss accepted and returned, along with a silly little grin.

"Thanks. You can go back to building now."

[hero_farmboy]

Oh, she's not getting away that fast.

"I'm almost done. Besides, I see a picnic basket if I'm not mistaken."

[eirenikos]

Oh. Darn. Eirene will have find some way to cope.

"Good eyes. It's got food in it," as picnic baskets often do, "And some pie."

[hero_farmboy]

"It's pretty hard to get a picnic basket by me," he teases, dusting his hands off on his jeans. "Plans?"

[eirenikos]

Her response is merely to stick out her tongue.

"Well, I was hoping to hie you away somewhere to a picnic and enjoy the peace and quiet. Before all the movie people descend on the place."

[hero_farmboy]

The gesture is returned in kind.

"I think that sounds like a great plan. Give me five minutes to clean up and then you can hie me anywhere you'd like, okay?"

[eirenikos]

"Your wish is my command, farm boy," Eirene teases. She might even blink twice and then wrinkle her nose, mixing up the old television shows she found on one of the television channels.

[hero_farmboy]

...yeah, officially too adorable. It'll earn her another quick kiss before he speeds into the house to shower and change, returning in exactly five minutes.

"All right, goddess mine, hie away."

[eirenikos]

There is no such thing as officially too adorable. Scout's honor. She hops off the bale of hay and scoops up the basket with one hand before stealing one of his with her other.

"Air Eirene at your service!"

... and about a minute later, they're looking out across the far shore of Crater Lake.

[hero_farmboy]

A frozen Crater Lake, but it's not like either of them care about that. At least, Eirene better not, otherwise she's going to get damn cold damn fast.

"A secluded winter wonderland. Why Miss Thallo Eirene, I might think you had something nefarious in mind."

[eirenikos]

Eirene is one with the weather, more or less. Expression wholly innocent, she sets down the basket and sighs happily, content to just watch the lake's surface for a few moments.

"I merely strive to give my boyfriend the things he desires."

[hero_farmboy]

"Cold, food and you? I think you've got me down pretty well." OF course, if Eirene isn't careful, a small snowball may find its way in her direction.

[eirenikos]

... She wasn't actually looking in Clark's direction so the sphere of snow smacking her shoulder is, in fact, a complete surprise.

The snowball assembled and on a return trajectory in his direction probably isn't. "And even in that order," she teases."

[hero_farmboy]

It's not, but he'll let it land on his shoulder anyway.

"Actually, in order it would've been you, food and cold. Which I think is a pretty nice order myself. And then he's beside her, leaning in for yet another kiss.

[eirenikos]

One willingly given, and then taken in turn, until her cheeks and pink and the goddess is quite breathless. It takes a minute or so for her tongue to work properly.

"Did you just rank me above pie?"

[hero_farmboy]

It takes Clark a moment to catch his breath as well.

"I won't tell it if you don't."

[eirenikos]

There's an impish little smile. "It's alright, Clark. I'd take you over oreos any day."

[hero_farmboy]

"Wow," Clark raises his eyebrows again. "That's pretty special."

[eirenikos]

"Better believe it, pal." There is an accompanying prod towards his stomach.

[hero_farmboy]

Her hand is caught and the rest of her tugged toward him. "I'll try my best."

[eirenikos]

Well, now she has to tilt her head back even farther to look up at him. "Try. Pffft. There is no try, only do."

[hero_farmboy]

She'll survive. Especially if kisses are involved.

"Yes ma'am."

[eirenikos]

Those might help, yes. He'll get a muffled giggle, too, because her mouth is occupied.

[hero_farmboy]

No fair! Now he's trying not to smile while kissing. She's not making it very easy with all that adorable giggling.

[eirenikos]

Eirene can't help it. She's happy, and its an anniversary, even if not a very good one, and he's warm against her. So if her fingers curl against the hem of his shirt, it's all Clark's fault.

Just ignore the fact that she's giggling and possibly nipping at his tongue.

[hero_farmboy]

She's warm, too, despite the fact that she's not wearing much. And that thought isn't helping his situation, either.

His arms slide around her waist, pulling her closer against him, and he nips back playfully in return.

[eirenikos]

It's not full-on winter there yet, as evidenced by how quickly people will descend on the farm soon, and there are small green buds blooming here and there along the lake shore. Testament to the goddess's emotions.

Not that this prevents a snowball from the melting frost from being rolled lightly against Clark's back by a small, mischievous hand.

[hero_farmboy]

"You're evil," he mutters against her mouth, not that the snow is really bothering him at all.

[eirenikos]

"Nuh huh," she replies in kind, sliding her tongue across his teeth. "I'm just trying to turn you on as much as I already am."

Because Clark can do that with a look. It's not fair.

[hero_farmboy]

And she can't?

"I don't think I'm really that far behind." She should be able to tell that much, at least.

[eirenikos]

"So you are happy to see me."

What? She had to pick up some American slang at some point.

[hero_farmboy]

"Well, my keys are in my pocket, but yeah. I'm happy to see you," he chuckles this time kissing along her jawline.

"Picnic and seduction. Not a bad combination."

[eirenikos]

There's a partially halted groan, as said jawline is dangerously close to her throat, and the mood seems to shift from fully playful to something a little sharper.

"...No it isn't." Of course, a hand may slide down to pat his behind and emphasis that point.