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After the first day of marathon driving, Isabel and Wyatt had slowed down the pace of the trip and spent more time checking out Food Network featured Diners, Drive-ins and Dives as well as Graceland and any other tacky tourist trap that caught their interest.

It was just after they'd crossed the border into Oklahoma that Isabel realized that their route was going to parallel Route 66 for the next several hundred miles. That night she spent a few hours googling all of the fun things to see along the way.

They'd seen The Round Barn, the Route 66 Museum and left their mark with a can of spray paint at the Cadillac Ranch. Now it was their last night on the road; and they were spending it at the historicBlue Swallow Motel. It certainly wasn't the most luxurious place they could have stayed but there was a certain level of kitsch that amused them both. Or at least it amused Isabel, particularly when Wyatt attempted to take a shower in the teeny tiny bathroom.

Sitting comfortably on the bed, she listened to the voicemail her mother had left while they'd been spray painting Cadillacs and then let it roll into the voicemail Tinkerbell had left and that she'd saved because it amazed her how much a sniffle and some jingling could say. With a grin she closed the phone and set it aside. They'd be in Roswell tomorrow and her mother could talk to her about shopping for college then.

Wyatt was still grumbling in the shower and she debated joining him for a moment but then realized there just wasn't enough space, no matter how close they got. Instead Isabel picked up the remote for the TV and started to flip channels. Hopefully the motel got Bravo so she wouldn't miss Shear Genius.

[ooc: Boyfriend modded with permission. For anyone who wants to call and see how the trip's going.]

Date: 2008-07-10 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker was in bed with a headache, but a triumphant one, and wondering how things were going on the other side of the Atlantic.

Time to check in.

"Hey, Is-a-bel. How's life on the road?"

Date: 2008-07-10 02:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Fun," Isabel grinned. "We've had the top down for the last four days. It's been great. You would not believe the some of the bizarre things you can see out here."

Date: 2008-07-10 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Jackalopes? Werewolves? Sentient cacti?" Parker teased.

Date: 2008-07-10 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"An utterly enormous cross, an unbalanced water tower, The Cadillac Ranch and a whole lot of neon," she replied. "All perfectly normal, if tacky, tourist traps."

Date: 2008-07-10 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Cadillac Ranch?" Parker asked, bemused. "And how many speeding tickets have you two managed to rack up so far?"

Date: 2008-07-10 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel chuckled and got comfortable. "None believe it or not. We've really been taking our time and putzing along. It's not like we have a deadline to meet."

Date: 2008-07-10 02:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"True enough. So do you know what actual state you're in?" Parker asked, feeling her headache start to ease and sitting up. "Or is it just one of those square ones in the middle?"

Date: 2008-07-10 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"New Mexico believe it or not. We're only about three hours from Roswell. We'll head in tomorrow. Mom's promised to have dinner waiting." In theory they could have made it to Roswell this evening. But between the kitsch and wanting one last night without fathers or brothers around, it was a simple choice to stop.

Date: 2008-07-10 02:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Always good to have home at the end," Parker said, feeling a little wistful, but keeping it out of her voice. "So. What'd you get me? Souveniiiirs?"

Date: 2008-07-10 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"It's going to be weird," Isabel admitted. "This will be the longest time I've spent there sent I left for school. As for souvenirs? I got you a bunch. And unique," Read tacky, "doesn't begin to describe them."

Date: 2008-07-10 02:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"You worried?" Parker asked, looking for her lighter. Just to hold it. She didn't need a cigarette. "The King of Emo and HairBoy are going to be there, right? Hairboy your semi-brother. Not Hair-boy your first boyfriend. Or HairboyLightbulbSockboy, your second boyfriend." Mischeviously, Parker added, "I'm getting you something unique too."

Who knew the Men of Oxford calendar was such a riot?
Edited Date: 2008-07-10 02:49 am (UTC)

Date: 2008-07-10 02:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
She shook her head instinctively, then answered so that Parker would understand. "Not really. They've mellowed a lot. It'll be nice to just hang out and relax. I'll even be extra nice to Liz if it means they won't Wyatt a hard time."

"Prezzies? For me?"

Date: 2008-07-10 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Good. Just hand over the phone to either of them when I'm on the line sometime, if they get difficult." Parker flicked her lighter, smirking a little. "Well, it's not your birthday, but I'm bored, and you know me. I shop when I need to think. You and Zero both ended up with some stuff." So did River, but Parker was trying to decide if she got the ridiculous 4" heels or the ruby cheomsang. "Which yielded results, and ideas, and next week they'll be implemented, woo."

Date: 2008-07-10 02:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"You're plotting? What are you plotting and do you need help?" Isabel asked. "Have boyfriend will travel. Is it what's his face?"

Date: 2008-07-10 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Lyle the Vile, yes. He's become too much of a thorn in my side. The hacking, the smirking, the comments, and now he's trying to take credit for re-organization work I did." Parker smirked. "He doesn't speak Japanese, though. And he doesn't know the client that's coming in next week." She cocked her head. "No help needed yet, unless he refuses to leave the building after he screws up. Which he will."

Date: 2008-07-10 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I can always ask Wyatt to orb him to some tiny town in Bolivia," she offered. "But I do admire your restraint in not shooting him or otherwise obviously reacting to him."

Date: 2008-07-10 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Heh. Don't think it didn't occur to me. The coffee-bumping you recommended is as much as I can get away with right now. Too many people watching him." She sighed. "And I want to know what hackers he's using. Anyway. I'll be less stressed once he's gone." Parker wandered over to Esme's hutch, and tapped on the lid. "Did I miss any last bits of excitement at Fandom before you left?"

Date: 2008-07-10 03:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"We wound up in Antarctica. So I suppose that counts. But other than that, it was pretty quiet. We just stuck around a few extra days to make sure Savannah was okay," Isabel explained. "Johnny did something dumb."

Date: 2008-07-10 03:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker rolled her eyes. "He's male. And he has a track record of that. What was it this time?"

Date: 2008-07-10 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"He was trying to keep Savannah safe when Hades went off the deep end. So he left her tied up in their room while he went off to be the hero." Parker could probably hear Isabel's eyes rolling.

Date: 2008-07-10 03:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Well, that was a spectacularly dumb idea," Parker commented. "Isn't she a witch? I mean, how effective is that, anyway?"

Date: 2008-07-11 01:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Not particularly. Which led to angst and emo and turmoil and us sticking around for a few extra days," she explained. "But I think it's okay at the moment. And if not Chris will let us know."

Date: 2008-07-11 02:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Good. Sometimes all you can do is escape the emo." Parker laid back with a sigh. "This time last year I was in Moscow, getting ready to leave for Rome. Looong year."

Date: 2008-07-11 02:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"This time last year..." Isabel sighed, remembering all the horrible parts of last summer. Thinking about time running out, worrying about returning to Antar, screwing things up with Jack. "Yeah. A very long year."

Date: 2008-07-11 02:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"They were right when they told me it would get easier," Parker said, picking up her lighter again. "Well. Without the constant cognitive dissonance, anyway. School's harder, but I actually like that. Works is... what it is." She went quiet, thinking about the adjustments she'd made, wondering if Isabel would make them as thoroughly as she had. "Enjoy this summer for what it is, though."

Date: 2008-07-11 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"We'll see. I figure the fall's going to be crazed with adjusting to real classes but I'll survive," she shrugged. Seventeen credits, a job, it was definitely going to be different then the laid back Fandom schedule.

"I plan on enjoying the summer. Of course now I have a mission that'll keep me occupied. Bridge and Xander asked me to help with the wedding plans."

Date: 2008-07-11 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Oh, cool. Just remember to leave me a spot to object. Or throw shoes. And may I assume that everything will go off like clockwork?"

Like the preparations would dare do anything else, with Isabel involved.

Date: 2008-07-11 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I'm giving Wyatt orders to orb anyone out that even clears their throat at that point," Isabel warned.

"And that's an idea. Instead of a bouquet toss, we can have the traditional throwing of the Jimmy Choos."

Date: 2008-07-11 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Of course! And I'd be throwing them at anyone who dared to object who wasn't me. Or Sharon Valerii, if she ever hears about this," Parker snickered. "We did it last time, after all. But that was just to make sure they had rings, so.."

Date: 2008-07-11 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"They'll have rings. And tuxes. And tasteful displays of flowers," she promised. And possibly a wedding cake made of Twinkies if she could find a way to pull it off.

Date: 2008-07-11 03:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Let me know if you need me to do anything or pay for anything," Parker said, finally lighting a cigarette. Really, she'd waited forever, hadn't she? "And oo, time to look for a dress. Oh, and the bachelor parties!"

Date: 2008-07-11 03:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Oh yeah. They'll be fun," Isabel agreed as the shower turned off. "Maybe I'll even drink and be silly for the evening."

And then there was a damp boyfriend wearing not much more then a towel and a grin.

"Parker? I have to go. There's just...yeah, I'll talk to you soon."

Date: 2008-07-11 03:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Oh?" Parker said archly. "Give Wyatt all my love. Or better yet, yours." She snickered. "Talk to you later!"

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