Honeybee [Lupa/Lincoln/Lucy][/tlvg/]

>Lincoln is playing on his original Game Pal when Lupa struts down the stairs.
>”Hi, Daddy...” Lupa with an attempt at a husky whisper.
>”Oh, hey, honeybee. How are you enjoying your first Monday out of school?” Lincoln says, looking up only momentarily.
>”I told you not to call me th- I mean, as long as I get to spend some good, quality time with my Daddy, I’m happy.” Lupa says, her steps a little uneven, these heels are like 3 inches. She wore them for school Choir last year.
>”Aww, that’s so sweet! I know you told me not to call you ‘honey bee’, but it’s hard. It just suits you so well.” Lincoln says.
>”Oh? Is it hard?” Lupa says in that husky tone as she comes around to the front of the couch.
>She’s wearing a pink camisole and a black skirt that she has rolled up to make it shorter, as well as some black fishnets that she stole from her mother, which are a bit baggy, to say the least, and she’s wearing her brown leather choir shoes.
>”Yeah, you’re just going up so fast, I...” Lincoln looks up to his daughter.
>”Yes, Daddy?” Lupa smiles with her cherry lip balm lips, she’s got him right where she wants him.
>Or so she thinks.
>”What are you wearing!?” Lincoln says trying to suppress a laugh.
>”N-nothing! Bye!” Lupa stomps off in a fit.
>She begins up the stairs, muttering under her breath.
>”He likes the more approachable types. Do not go for sex appeal off the bat or you’ll just languish for years.” Lucy says from behind her.
>Lupa almost jumps, but she’s prepared for it.
>”Whatever, what do you know?” Lupa says as she continues up the stairs.
>Lucy is silent for a beat.
>”And put on some panties, he’s not into that either.” Lucy says with a smirk as she glides over to the couch. “How are you, my little heartbreaker?”
>”Oh, hey Lucy.”
>”Want to pin me against a wall and see if we can get away with it?” Lucy says.
>Lincoln tosses his game away.