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[meansprout]

[In a bright, open sitting area somewhere in the North Wing, Allen is curled up in a large leather chair, a journal in his lap.  He's writing something in it, but you won't have much luck making sense of it if you try to read over his shoulder.  It's written in some sort of code (and it's not the Fourteenth's- this Allen doesn't know that.)  There

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[meanxsprout]

[Puppies! *A* Sleep can wait, there are baby dogs nearby. He blinks awake and starts looking for the source of the noise.]

[meansprout]

[Tries to give Allen an annoyed look, although it's a bit hard, on account of puppiessss omg petting them yes 8|]

...I thought you just had one dog.

[earthlyvirtue]

[Well, he'll do nothing to help wake Allen wake up. But the blanket he puts over Allen might.]

[mean_sprout]

[Shifts and opens his eyes. He notices the blanket first- and immediately pulls it off :< Then he notices Lavi. Frowning at!]

What are you doing?

[earthlyvirtue]

[D: What? I was helping! Smiling?]

Just making sure you don't get cold while you slept. It's cold in this wing.

[mean_sprout]

[Frowning still :( And giving you a wtf look.] ...I wasn't cold.

[Then he brings his human hand up to rub at his face, and looks at the palm.] You better not have drawn on me.

[clownhate]

...

[He stops by the chair, wondering if this is the Allen he met before. Brown hair...no curse. Trying to take a glance at Allen's journal just makes him wonder if he needs much more reading practice.]

[meansprout]

[Looks over at Allen, shutting the journal. Wonders if this is the same younger version of himself that he met before.]

What?

[clownhate]

...Nothing. Hey, what were you drawing?

[meansprout]

...It's not any of your business.

You're the Allen I met when I first arrived here, aren't you?

[latenightmoon]

[Up to you which she catches him as she pauses in mid-step past the chair. She has a bunch of books under one arm and a laptop under the other.]

[mean_sprout]

[Hi, sensei :3 He's sitting up but slowwwwly leaning to the side, eyes closed.]

[latenightmoon]

[She sighs softly, setting her things down by the chair and lean on it.] Hey, if you're tired, you should get some sleep.

[Not out in the open goes unsaid.]

[mean_sprout]

[Jerks awake! Then notices Allison.] ...I'm not tired. It's fine.

Sob D:

[miniblades]

[You know a toddler is so close to sleep when she'll willingly curl up with a stranger. Even if Meansprout isn't exactly a stranger. She doesn't remember him, but she does recognize the familiar feeling she gets around him.]

[So, have a tiny Yu crawling up into your lap and curling up under your chin. Or attempting to, really, it's entirely possible that she might not succeed. Mmm~ warm.]

lmao ;_;

[meansprout]

[He's not exactly sure at what point he got a toddler in his lap, but he woke up with one and now it's there and he has no idea what to do. Might be internally panicking a bit. Whose kid is this!?]

[He tries... poking her a little.] Um...

[miniblades]

[Sleepily batting at his hand and snuggling closer.]

No.

[meansprout]

[Oh god it's getting closer. He looks around the room, but doesn't see anyone... parent-like. He looks back down at Yu. He's whispering, but he's not entirely sure why.]

Kid. What are you doing?