Angeal sat in the living room, minding his own business -nibbling on some of those fruit bits he saved-, when he just couldn’t help but feel a little strange. Almost like he was being watched. And it was a hard thing for him to shake off since it only seemed to increase the more he acknowledged it. Tossing the bag on the table in front of him and
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... If I had known this would happen, I maybe never would have invented this technique in the first place.
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[And he just feels like snarking on him. After all, where in the world is he going to get a new bed?]
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[Holla the rabbit jumps onto his chest. Minato looks up now, eying the rabbit warily.]
.... I think Holla's going to go for my throat this time.
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If anything, Minato, I think it would just curl under your chin for a nap. Besides, I think you could take this one too.
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[And he reaches for Minato, offering a hand.]
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No, no, my hand might stick to yours! I can sit up all right!
[And he does, all without touching anything with his hands or feet. He crosses his legs, setting his forearms on his knees.]
... One of my techniques allows me to climb and makes my hands and feet kinda... sticky. That's why I can walk on ceilings and the like.
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[But there's a smile that crept up on him at his thoughts.]
But just how do you expect to leave? If your feet are sticky that poses a problem.
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[Minato blinks at him for a long moement... and then sags forward.]
A-Aah, Angeal... You've smashed my hopes and dreams!
[He leans up a bit, trying not to smile--and failing, of course. His eyes twinkle.]
I suppose I'll have to stay here for a bit.
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And he chuckles at the horrible acting Minato's pulling,]
I suppose you will. [Then Holla was pawing at Angeal's leg, stretching those long hind legs of his, asking to be held again.]
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I did want to start hanging out a bit more often. Maybe this is the universe's way to say that I should.
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