Stranger in your home

[lilquid]

[Once James had gotten fed up from not being able to reach the cookies above the fridge anymore, he found his way to the aging/de-aging room again and returned to being an older version of himself for three days. Of course, by the time he changed, he didn't remember his goal of getting to the cookies... until he returned home

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[old_papa_john]

[John catches sight of a tall figure lurking in his kitchen.]

...James?

[lilquid]

[His arm is outstretched to grab that plate--]

!

[--but then he hears his father's unmistakable voice from behind him. The young man pivots to face him and quickly assumes a defensive stance.]

Trying to get between me and my dessert, old man?

[old_papa_john]

'Old man'?

[He quirks a brow. What an odd reaction.]

I have no intentions on stopping you.

[lilquid]

...

[James stands up straight again, not sensing any sort of secretly planned sneak attack.]

I see. It would be foolish to fight in the kitchen anyway, with all this food as possible collateral damage...

[Not thinking anything out of the ordinary is happening, he turns back around and moves to grab that plate again.]

[old_papa_john]

[Big Boss isn't going to stop him.]

'Collateral damage'? I suppose you do have a valid point there. Don't want to damage the food...

[lilquid]

Heh.

[James takes the rather large plate into his hands and looks it over. There's a whole assortment of flavors on it, and he chooses to start with a peanut butter one. With the cookie in one hand, he holds out the plate to his father with the other.]

Take some. It's not like you're on a diet, after all.

[old_papa_john]

...

[What is with everyone hinting that he's apparently fat? John doesn't particularly care or worry about it now.]

Thank you.

[He snags one of the white chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies. Mmm.]

[lilquid]

[James just enjoys teasing him a bit, that's all. His old man can still kick his ass, though, so he won't step out of line too much.]

Good choice.

[He bites into his own cookie and sighs a bit as he does so. Still so good~]

[old_papa_john]

You thought that you could sneak in here and steal the cookies again, didn't you?

[John speaks calmly then takes a bite of his own cookie.]

[lilquid]

[The young man makes eye contact with him, looking up into that single eye, and smirks.]

Yes, but I could have been sneakier if I wanted to.

[old_papa_john]

Why weren't you?

[No, really, Son. Why weren't you? This could have been an excellent sneaking mission!]

[lilquid]

[James doesn't exactly think straight when it comes to cookies, okay?!]

... I was hungry.

[He shrugs and bites into his cookie again. Only a son you've raised yourself would say that, John~]

[old_papa_john]

[John chuckles at this. It's true; he can't fault the boy for his answer.]

Alright.

[lilquid]

[His cookie is gone after a few more seconds and following that, he covers the plate again and heads back toward the fridge.]

Fighting aside, there's something else you and I haven't done in a while, Father...

[old_papa_john]

Hm?

[He is quite curious as to what James is getting at.]

What could that be?

[lilquid]

[James securely sets the plate on top of the fridge again, though it's not quite as hidden now. He pauses for a second before he suddenly charges at his old man, stops directly in front of him with his fists up, and in a single fluid motion, his arms come around to hug Big Boss. The entire "attack" took him under four seconds, a decent testament to his speed.]

How's that?