iamthefirechild said: Summer jerked, looking around and then actually looking at him. It /sounded/ like Jarvis, but … her mouth fell open. “Look at you!” she exclaimed. “Jarvis! /Look/ at you! Oh my god! But you’re so … wow.” She shook her head, and repeated, “/Wow/.”
Jarvis offered her a look that was equal parts sheepish and pleased, ducking his head slightly. “A magic anon,” he explained after a moment. “I’m…not entirely certain what to do with myself like this.” ‘Perplexed.’ That was a new one.
“You are gorgeous, Jarvis!” She circled him, looking up and down, vastly admiring. Gravely, but not concealing the twinkle in her eyes, Summer added, “The universe really shouldn’t answer my idle wishes like this; it’s not right. I’m supposed to be in trouble here, not being rewarded.” Completing her circuit, she nodded, firmly. “I can think of many things to do with you like this.”
Jarvis turned faintly pink as Summer circled him, and he folded his arms over his chest and settled a slightly indignant look on her. “I’m quite certain that’s not entirely appropriate, Miss Summer,” he replied, confusedly entertained and mildly scandalized.
“Why, Jarvis! What in the world are you thinking? /I/ was thinking of feeding you; you’re bone-thin and the experience will be good for you.” A wicked grin lit her face. “Now, if you’d /like/ some not entirely appropriate experiences, I’d be happy to provide.” Summer bit her lip, fluttering her eyelashes at Jarvis. “Am I allowed upstairs, or did you text me just so I would come admire your lovely human self?”