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Jim raised an eyebrow. "Johnny? Who's that?", he asked, turning onto his back, watching Rachel fly just above him. He smirked slightly, crossing his arms behind his head.

Hunter nodded. "And then enjoy the sunset.", she whispered, running her fingers over Macon's chest.

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"err, Willy Wonka, Jack Sparrow, Tonto, err...the Mad Hatter....i don't remember more of the roles he played, but you get what i mean", rachel said chuckling. "he has a villa at the sea where the bar is and comes over now and then. last time he shouted a Caipirinha for me and we played poker all evening."

"alrighty!" mac was grinning widely. "ehm, i managed to move the basement with the house, so if you go into the basement, don't worry, it doesn't look like one at all, and then the door on the left- there's a wine rack. if you wanna get one up already. aaand i'm taking care of the kitchen now." he grabbed a sponge, a towel, a huge bucket and disappered into kitchen.

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Jim kept on frowning. Who on earth was that man? Or was it a woman? >>Willy Wonka? Who is that? Jack Sparrow sounds familiar...<< Jim raised an eyebrow. "Do you mean Johnny Depp?", he asked, trying to find a picture of him somewhere in his mind. >>God, I really don't know anything about real life.<<

Hunter watched Macon walk away and found herself shaking slightly. >>The basement. Oh god. I am terrified of the basement.<< Slowly walking towards the door which lead down, she opened it, immediately trying to find the light switch. >>There! Wait...why isn't the light working? Don't tell me it's broken...oh great.<< Immediately rubbing her necklace, she held it in front of her, taking small steps down. Her heart was racing widly. >>If I see a spider - I'll die.<< Finally arriving at the end of the stairs, she froze. Everything was pitchblack. >>I feel like someone's watching me.<< Her hand on one wall, she tried to find the door Macon talked about. >>There!<< Quickly opening it, she jumped inside, pushing the light switch. This time, it worked, and so the small room with the wine rack lighted up.

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rachel raised an eyebrow. "eh...yes? of course i mean him, who else should i mean?" she giggled silently.
"you really never lived a normal life, hein?"

Mac looked at the mess in the church. he already had known it looked bad, but...this was even worse. he took a deep breath, pushing the memories aside, while his scars began to burn more than ever. A strange, salty taste in his mouth made him frown, until he noticed his nose bleeding. >>well that irony...<<, he thought, while he watched a drip of blood drip onto all that blood that was on the floor already. something glinting on the table caught attention and he jumped back as he understood what it was. "the shard..."

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Jim lifted his shoulders. "I don't know. Another guy named Johnny?", smiling akwardly, he ran his Hand through his hair and let the wind carry him. "Nope. No idea who all those People are you just named. What person's Name is Willy Wonka? Makes me think of candy."

Hunter came running up the stairs, screaming inside, while she smashed the door. Under her arm a bottle of wine, she tried to catch her breath. "Spider...huge Spider.", she murmured under her breath, and closed her eyes for a second. Everything was turning. >>It's alright...<< Standing up, she stumbled towards the kitchen door and softly knocked on it. "Honey, you okay?"

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Rachel laughed silently and flew closer to jim, kissing his nosetip.
"that's one of the roles he played. Willy Wonka is a man who lives and works in a giant, crazy candy factory, with little servants, but i forgot their name...eh, however. it's a film. charlie and the chocolate factory. very, ehm...special, that film." she laughed, playing around with some stars.

Mac grabbed a towel and pushed it against his bleeding nose and another towel against his scars, that were bleeding as well. for whatever reason. he opened the door a bit and smirked. "eh, more or less. and you? survived the basement?"

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Jim nodded. He felt so stupid right now. "Ahh, okay.", he said, akwardly looking away. "Anything else I should know before entering that bar? Don't want to embarrass you."

Hunter smiled sadly, and narrowed her eyes, pulling Macon out of the kitchen. "I survived...hardly, but okay. You look terrible.", she said, and softly touched his cheek. "Let me clean the kitchen. I can't let you do that while you just start bleeding. And I won't accept a 'no'! You. Sit in the Yard with Noah, and try to stop bleeding. I will clean the kitchen and join you both in a few minutes, alright?", she said, and immediately walked into the kitchen, closing the door behind her, leaning against it so Mac couldn't open it. >>Oh my god...what happened in here?<<

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Rachel stopped immediately, floating on one spot, staring at jim with a deep frown.
"hun you could never embarass me. you are great, just the way you are. and i love you just the way you are. and if you'd want to wear a pink dress in that bar, i'd be okay with that, too. because i'm proud that you are my husband and here by my side. And whoever doesn't like how you are is an idiot."

Mac sighed and leaned against the door from the other side, doing his best to stop the bleeding. after a while, he went upstairs, into dexter and his old room. oe side was perfectly tidied up, the other side was a mess. one side black, the other side white. he shook his head, remembering how close they had been as they were still young. he took the shard out of his pocket and lay it on dexter's bed. "i forgive you...", he mumbled, leaving the room again, heading for the terace.

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Jim smiled softly, wrapping his arms around Rachel and pulling her as Close as possible. Kissing her for a Long time, he ran his Hand through her hair. "Thanks, hun. You're cute.", he mumbled, poking her nose. Followed by a chuckle, he added, "I'll go Change into my sparkling pink Dress then!"

Having cried for a few minutes, Hunter finally had the strength to clean everything.
After about half an hour, she was finished. The kitchen looked as if it was brand new. She washed her Hands a couple of times, and then headed for the terrace. >>I'm glad I only puked once.<<
She sighed. Would Macon really be able to live here? They'd have to take the Things of their old room and bring it into the Basement or so, because Noah would Need a Baby room, and...yeah...there was still a lot which should be changed. Would Macon be fine with that? Would he accept that?

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Rachel grinned evil, covered jim in cold flames, and as they disappeared, he was wearing a sparkling pink princess dress. "you look beautiful hun", she laughed, almost forgetting to flap her ings of laughing.
"ohhh go HAHAHA!!" red as a tomato, she cried of laughing, while jim seemed rather unamused.

Mac surfed down the stairs on a mattress, a huge pile of wooden stuff in his arms and a second mattress on his back. he just put the wood into the fireplace and brought the mattresses into te basement, followed by two bedside tables and lamps, and a huge pile of posters. "alright!", he sighed with a smirk. "I stopped bleeding, and Dex and my old room is empty now." he pulled some spiders webs out of his hair and grinned. "and now we really earned us a nice evening. and...you are okay? it looked really bad in that kitchen.."