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Who: Sylar, B, and Claire
When: Hmm... afternoon sometime, September 21
Where: Sylar and Claire's house
Rating: I can't imagine anything higher than PG-13, but who knows :o
Warnings: Sylar and B in the same room = extreme creepiness?
Summary: Sylar takes B to his home to give him jam and cheer him up about life. Claire comes home. HILARITY ENSUES?!
B was a little tricky to stalk, the way he ran around like a magpie at the sight of spare change thrown in the air. But, finally, finally, Sylar got ahold of the bugger, and had walked him across town and back to the house he shared with Claire. Claire had stayed overnight with Adam (something that made the night a little cold and miserable for Sylar, though he'd never admit it), and had yet to come back, so instead of being worried and overprotective like Sylar was usually wont to do, he decided it was better to lavish his attention on someone else. Someone who desperately needed it. He'd personally lost it enough times to know what B was going through.
Finally arriving at the house, he held the door open for his very best friend in the whole wide world. "Come on, Beyond, sit on the couch and I'll get the jam out." He motioned towards the couch and started walking towards the kitchen area. He didn't know about B's... special relationship with jam, but if he had it would've made the situation that much more poignant.
When: Hmm... afternoon sometime, September 21
Where: Sylar and Claire's house
Rating: I can't imagine anything higher than PG-13, but who knows :o
Warnings: Sylar and B in the same room = extreme creepiness?
Summary: Sylar takes B to his home to give him jam and cheer him up about life. Claire comes home. HILARITY ENSUES?!
B was a little tricky to stalk, the way he ran around like a magpie at the sight of spare change thrown in the air. But, finally, finally, Sylar got ahold of the bugger, and had walked him across town and back to the house he shared with Claire. Claire had stayed overnight with Adam (something that made the night a little cold and miserable for Sylar, though he'd never admit it), and had yet to come back, so instead of being worried and overprotective like Sylar was usually wont to do, he decided it was better to lavish his attention on someone else. Someone who desperately needed it. He'd personally lost it enough times to know what B was going through.
Finally arriving at the house, he held the door open for his very best friend in the whole wide world. "Come on, Beyond, sit on the couch and I'll get the jam out." He motioned towards the couch and started walking towards the kitchen area. He didn't know about B's... special relationship with jam, but if he had it would've made the situation that much more poignant.