[At the sound of the door opening, Sync's eyes opened. He listened to the footsteps, and frowned. One of the people in his apartment had been one of the people who disappeared, and the other had gone somewhere else he assumed.
So who was in here? Another arrival?
Hearing the sounds carrying on in the kitchen, Sync frowned a little bit more. No...
With a soft moan, he quickly changed and started out of his room. How would he know how to get here, though? Nobody knew where he lived--
Unless it was one of those stupid wish things.
As he peeked into the kitchen, he was greeted with the familiar sight of the person that looked so much like him. Automatically, his fists clenched and -- hello, there's more of a scowl on his face.]
[ By the time the other boy had got fully dressed, Ion was already finished with the eggs- or... what was suppose to be eggs. Rather than the fluffy complexion of how scrambled eggs normally looked, these were more clumped together. The corners of the 'eggs' having the smallest tint of a burn on them. Still- they maintained a yellow-white outlook which was good enough for Ion.
... And then he heard it.
Oh, well hello Sync glare. To be honest, Ion had no idea how this would go in the first place. But then again- that was usually how he went about things. Going on just his ambition rather than what other people thought was right or wrong.
Oh how his curiosity and mind took him places. ]
Ah, Sync! I just thought-- [ No, a calmer approach. His shoulders relax, a sheepish smile forming. ] -- I made you some breakfast. I thought we could share it together and maybe talk.
[ While he said this he took out a plate to put the 'eggs' in. Now giving the sausages a turn in the pan.You woke up a little earlier than I had expected. I was hoping
( ... )
What made you think I’d eat anything you made me? [Especially with eggs that looked like that. Not that he’d really trust eating any kind of food that the Fon Master gave him. Not because of the poisoning aspect, but because he knew that Ion probably had no idea what he was doing.]
What gave you the idea you could just walk into my apartment, anyway?
[He’s still…so tense. But that’s Sync for you - especially when Ion’s around.]
It's not going to eat you, I promise. [ Ion chuckles lightly but turning his head to the pan. A sharp gasp follows; brb, Ion's fiddling with the sausages right now. Which sadly turned out to be a little burnt, too but nothing worth throwing a fit over. He actually thought they turned out well for his first try! ]
Well, since I was unable to give you your Christmas present, this was the next best thing. [ Basically, if you didn't come to him, he would come to you. ]
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So who was in here? Another arrival?
Hearing the sounds carrying on in the kitchen, Sync frowned a little bit more. No...
With a soft moan, he quickly changed and started out of his room. How would he know how to get here, though? Nobody knew where he lived--
Unless it was one of those stupid wish things.
As he peeked into the kitchen, he was greeted with the familiar sight of the person that looked so much like him. Automatically, his fists clenched and -- hello, there's more of a scowl on his face.]
What are you doing in my apartment?!
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... And then he heard it.
Oh, well hello Sync glare. To be honest, Ion had no idea how this would go in the first place. But then again- that was usually how he went about things. Going on just his ambition rather than what other people thought was right or wrong.
Oh how his curiosity and mind took him places. ]
Ah, Sync! I just thought-- [ No, a calmer approach. His shoulders relax, a sheepish smile forming. ] -- I made you some breakfast. I thought we could share it together and maybe talk.
[ While he said this he took out a plate to put the 'eggs' in. Now giving the sausages a turn in the pan.You woke up a little earlier than I had expected. I was hoping ( ... )
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What gave you the idea you could just walk into my apartment, anyway?
[He’s still…so tense. But that’s Sync for you - especially when Ion’s around.]
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Well, since I was unable to give you your Christmas present, this was the next best thing. [ Basically, if you didn't come to him, he would come to you. ]
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