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[Camera on means Shaun is on, all easygoing smiles and comfortable confidence. This is the usual thing, except this time? No zombies. No monsters. No weapons in hand. It's sort of a very different vlog post for him.

But it can't be mayhem and bloodshed all the time. I mean, usually it can, but here he is anyway.]

So. Valentine's Day is a thing back where I'm from too, but you know... little different. Less moonlit strolls on the beach or fancy restaurants and more staying home not getting eaten by zombies together. Not-dying-and-un-dying is basically the most romantic thing anyone can do.

What's romance look like for everyone else? Let's hear it. Anyone have a particularly romantic V-Day? I know you're not supposed to kiss and tell, but anyone want to kiss and tell?

[He's curious, after all. However.]

Wait, that wasn't actually my point. My point is, the best part about Valentine's Day in any world is the day after Valentine's Day because there is so much chocolate heart bullshit on sale. Discount sugar rush for everyone! RIP to out collective blood glucose levels.

[Here he holds up a bag that is basically stuffed full with various boxes of candy, chocolate roses, something that has a teddy bear attached to it.]

Given my assigned profession as restaurant critic, I feel like it is my solemn vocational duty to remind folks of this fact.

[And here he is, performing that valuable service.]

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Dumbass.

[Said in her usual loving tone.]

Are you planning to bore these nice people with stories of groupies throwing themselves at you or horrify them with that time we found a zombie so rotted its heart was literally hanging out of it? I know which you found grosser.

Well I mean, the zombie one is thematically appropriate.

[Just a grin here. Hey, George. She does have a point. Groupies are way more disturbing. Zombies at least are rational creature. Shaun shrugs.]

And not boring. For the record, it is the opposite of boring. Lots of thrills and chills... and I dunno romance or something. Actually, I'm terrible at the last bit. Where're the fictionals when you need 'em?

That was not chocolate it was dripping with.

[She fixes him with a look through her sunglasses. She's amused, but it takes someone who knows her very well to catch it.]

Today? Probably rolling in the extra cash all those horny singles are spending on their exclusive content.

Details. I can still make it work.

Roses are red, zombie guts are black, babe am I turning zombie, because you look like a snack?

[See? It all holds together.

He snorts at her point though.]

Fair point. Valentine's was always a windfall for the porn peddlers... sorry, 'romance writer professionals' on our site.

[She gives him such a look at that poem. Wow, Shaun. Wow.]

I never understood it. But the main appeal to Valentines' Day for me has always been the uptick in crimes of passion. I understand this isn't a normal perspective.

[And Shaun just grins in full unapologetic amusement. He thinks he's funny, and that's all that counts.]

Georgia Mason. See. I knew you were a hopeless romantic at least.

[He's trying not to laugh though. Really, that's so very much his sister he doesn't even know where to begin

[CONTINUING TO GLARE. Shaun Mason, why are you like this. Why does she love him anyway. She has terrible taste in men.]

Yes, exactly, I am hopeless at romance.

[This is who he is. And her taste really is questionable, but Shaun won't complain since apparently he somehow fits the bill.]

Heh. Well, a little. But you've got it in you, when you want to.

[That gets a very different look. Well, okay, minutely different. Almost indistinguishable if you don't know the specific twists and lines of her face. There's a hint of warning there. She's not being as careful as she once was. That doesn't mean she's ready to talk about it publicly.]

Yeah right. If I ever want to, I'm sure you'll be the first to know.

[Dismissive, and even better, true.]

I assume there'll be a press release?

[Shaun just grins. He's not trying to push his luck with anything in public, honestly.]

Or at least an update of your recorded biases.

[He holds up his hands.] Me however? Total romantic. I mean sure, mostly I sweep zombies off their feet with a projectile to the head, but that doesn't mean I don't have actual romance skillz. [You can hear the z in the word.]

Why go halfway? Maybe I'll commission a jet to do sky-writing.

[She looks entirely unimpressed.]

Yeah, because girls really swoon over adding unnecessary z's to words.

[Look, they don't know each other well--maybe they did in that other world, but this isn't then--but he can't help commenting on this.]

It is the only good thing about Valentine's Day. That and like your brother said--discount candy the day after.

[Oh hey, she remembers you.] Huh. Bet you miss that growth spurt.

[BUT ON THE TOPIC AT HAND.]

It's nice that there are some consistencies between worlds. I guess.

[Feelingly:] Like you would not believe.

[Yes, the important things.] What, that crimes of passion take an uptick around the holidays, or that candy is cheap afterward? Because one of those is obviously more important than the other.

And just as obviously, I mean the candy.

You'll get there. [Poor short kid.]

[She raises an eyebrow behind her sunglasses. Sure he means the candy. She remembers their time in the other world well enough to know just how used to crimes, of passion or no, he is.]

Careful. If you ever start dating, too much of one can lead to the other.

[His life is suffering.

And that raised eyebrow tells him all he needs to know about how much Georgia remembers about that other place. Good to know.

He makes a face when she mentions dating.]

Pass. Who has time? Seems like a lot of work for a lot of headaches.

[Her mouth gives a very slight twitch of amusement.]

Fair enough. I've certainly never bothered.

[Partly because she's never needed to date Shaun. Still, she's pretty sure she wouldn't be much into dating otherwise either. Too much else to do, and she gets enough headaches from her shitty eyes. She doesn't need more.]

[Now she gets the raised eyebrow with no comment. Okay, Georgia.]

Glad to see one adult around here has a reasonable set of priorities.

Anyway, you guys doing okay? With the whole there and back again thing?

[It's technically true! She's never needed to!]

Assuming Shaun recovers from his sugar coma, we'll be fine.

[Technically. The best kind of true when you're trying to obfuscate.]

Heh. Good luck taking care of your hyperactive preschooler.

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