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Pumpkin Pie #10. Torture with Hot Fudge and Whipped Cream
Story : knights & necromancers
Rating : PG
Timeframe : 1252
Word Count : 285
Short and cheap. I felt like I should use this one for what happens later between Reida and Sethan, but I didn't really want to go there at the moment, so I bring you random Kairn abuse instead.
When Kairn walked up with breakfast in one hand and a pillow in the other, Sethan barely looked up from his own plate.
“Rough night?”
Kairn glowered at him as he set his eggs down on the table and took a moment to arrange the pillow on his chair.
“Pincers?” Sethan guessed.
He still didn’t say anything as he carefully eased himself onto the pillow, wincing as it came in contact with his rear. Kairn too angry for words; that was a new one.
“Maybe it’s time you gave up.” Sethan tried not to sound too hopeful, but between the constant swooning and the nursing of random Reida-inflicted damage, Kairn had become all but useless lately.
Kairn gave his breakfast a particularly violent stab with his fork.
Sethan sighed. Of course he wouldn’t. “You should at least start checking the bed before you climb in it.”
That got him an even darker look, but still not a word as Kairn slowly and deliberately chewed his eggs. He swallowed forcefully and gave the pile on the plate another stab.
“I’m not the one sticking things with claws in your sheets.”
Kairn’s fork hit the plate with a loud clink as he slammed it into his breakfast again.
“I suppose you’ll be wanting one of these.” He fished a sigil-stamped bit of cloth out of his pocket.
“That’s more like it.” Kairn snatched the cloth out of his hand as soon as it was offered.
Sethan choked on a laugh as Kairn proceeded to stuff the cloth down the back of his pants and melt into his chair with a sigh of relief. Hand still pressed to his rear, Kairn glared at him. “Shut up,” he snapped.
CANDY FOR ALL!
Story : knights & necromancers
Rating : PG
Timeframe : 1252
Word Count : 285
Short and cheap. I felt like I should use this one for what happens later between Reida and Sethan, but I didn't really want to go there at the moment, so I bring you random Kairn abuse instead.
When Kairn walked up with breakfast in one hand and a pillow in the other, Sethan barely looked up from his own plate.
“Rough night?”
Kairn glowered at him as he set his eggs down on the table and took a moment to arrange the pillow on his chair.
“Pincers?” Sethan guessed.
He still didn’t say anything as he carefully eased himself onto the pillow, wincing as it came in contact with his rear. Kairn too angry for words; that was a new one.
“Maybe it’s time you gave up.” Sethan tried not to sound too hopeful, but between the constant swooning and the nursing of random Reida-inflicted damage, Kairn had become all but useless lately.
Kairn gave his breakfast a particularly violent stab with his fork.
Sethan sighed. Of course he wouldn’t. “You should at least start checking the bed before you climb in it.”
That got him an even darker look, but still not a word as Kairn slowly and deliberately chewed his eggs. He swallowed forcefully and gave the pile on the plate another stab.
“I’m not the one sticking things with claws in your sheets.”
Kairn’s fork hit the plate with a loud clink as he slammed it into his breakfast again.
“I suppose you’ll be wanting one of these.” He fished a sigil-stamped bit of cloth out of his pocket.
“That’s more like it.” Kairn snatched the cloth out of his hand as soon as it was offered.
Sethan choked on a laugh as Kairn proceeded to stuff the cloth down the back of his pants and melt into his chair with a sigh of relief. Hand still pressed to his rear, Kairn glared at him. “Shut up,” he snapped.
CANDY FOR ALL!