Room 407, Sunday morning
Sky was woken up by something soft nudging him in the face. Then snuggling into his neck and staying there.
"Not now, Troy, 'm not in the mood," Sky mumbled sleepily, before snapping awake. Troy wasn't there. So what was...? Sky rolled over onto his back and peered down onto his chest. There sat a handful of brightly-colored, hopping chicks and bunnies- red, purple, blue, yellow, pink. More were on his bedspread, his nightstand, and the floor.
Peeps. Sugary sweet cuteness.
So unhealthy in such quantities, and really not what he wanted to wake up to.
"Go bother Sokka or something. He'd be happy to eat you. Go on," Sky yawned, not even pausing to consider the fact that he was talking to candy. Said candy did not go away as instructed, however... instead, two of the bunnies tossed themselves into his yawning mouth, so he snapped it shut and, not knowing what else to do, ate them. "There. Are you happy now?" The Peeps were not, apparently, and swarmed all over his face. Sky groaned, but kept his mouth shut. This was going to be a long Easter.
[Door is closed, post is open, ESPECIALLY IF A CERTAIN BOYFRIEND IS AROUND. SP is inevitable, as I have family coming over and a shitton of food to consume.]
"Not now, Troy, 'm not in the mood," Sky mumbled sleepily, before snapping awake. Troy wasn't there. So what was...? Sky rolled over onto his back and peered down onto his chest. There sat a handful of brightly-colored, hopping chicks and bunnies- red, purple, blue, yellow, pink. More were on his bedspread, his nightstand, and the floor.
Peeps. Sugary sweet cuteness.
So unhealthy in such quantities, and really not what he wanted to wake up to.
"Go bother Sokka or something. He'd be happy to eat you. Go on," Sky yawned, not even pausing to consider the fact that he was talking to candy. Said candy did not go away as instructed, however... instead, two of the bunnies tossed themselves into his yawning mouth, so he snapped it shut and, not knowing what else to do, ate them. "There. Are you happy now?" The Peeps were not, apparently, and swarmed all over his face. Sky groaned, but kept his mouth shut. This was going to be a long Easter.
[Door is closed, post is open, ESPECIALLY IF A CERTAIN BOYFRIEND IS AROUND. SP is inevitable, as I have family coming over and a shitton of food to consume.]