238, Saturday
Angel woke up in his own bed because ZOMG not implying child porn by putting him in the girlfriend's bed today to find Sean doing his bestest attempt to lick Angel's ear off.
Angel giggled, giving Sean a big hug, but taking very special care not to hug too strong because weetiny vampires had to be careful about that sort of thing.
Angel scrambled out of bed to get some breakfast. All of the pig's blood containers in the fridge had been transformed into juice box form, thus allowing him to sip at his breakfast and not worry about spilling.
Coming back into the main room, Angel dug into his backpack and pulled out his art supplies, which had likewise been transformed into finger paints.
Angel spread paper out all over the floor, opened up the finger paints, and got to work.
Occasionally some of the paint ended up on the puppy. These things happen.
Angel giggled, giving Sean a big hug, but taking very special care not to hug too strong because weetiny vampires had to be careful about that sort of thing.
Angel scrambled out of bed to get some breakfast. All of the pig's blood containers in the fridge had been transformed into juice box form, thus allowing him to sip at his breakfast and not worry about spilling.
Coming back into the main room, Angel dug into his backpack and pulled out his art supplies, which had likewise been transformed into finger paints.
Angel spread paper out all over the floor, opened up the finger paints, and got to work.
Occasionally some of the paint ended up on the puppy. These things happen.