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Life is like a box of choclates...

Nov 20, 2011 21:01

Who: ibreakrules and southernreaper
When: Afternoon of the 20th?
Where: Frau's place
Summary: Kevin baked. He's inflicting it on Frau.
Warnings: Possibly talk of addiction and porn. But nothing other than mild swearing.

( Ya never know what ya gonna git. )

frau, wither

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ibreakrules November 21 2011, 02:10:32 UTC

It took Frau longer than it should have to open the door. He'd had to check and make sure that Teito was safe in his room and not about to come flying toward the open door the first chance he had. The escape attempts had died down a little, but Frau wasn't about to totally let his guard down. Not yet. Frau moved to the door and pulled it open, careful to shift Tolly out of the way with his foot to be sure the cat wasn't hit.

"Hey, Casper. Come on in. Just ignore the brat in the other room. It's safer that way."

southernreaper November 21 2011, 02:14:10 UTC

Kevin sighed but didn't even try to make Frau stop calling him Casper. It wasn't worth the fight. Besides, he'd brought extra for the new room mate. "Ya know, ain't nice t'be callin' ya room mate a brat. Side, I done brought enough fer him. Here take the cookies."

Kevin shoved the box of sugar cookies at him and put the cupcakes on the kitchen counter. "Ya ain't keepin' him prisoner is ya?"

Kevin remembered Teito's comment about being 'cellmates'.

ibreakrules November 21 2011, 02:41:03 UTC

"If he's a brat, I'm going to call him a brat."

Frau took the cookies and moved them into the kitchen. Teito would likely get into them later too. Maybe. Frau was still working on the food thing. And the memory thing. And the military thing. And the general behavior thing. Hell, on everything.

He shot Kevin a warning look at the prisoner comment.

"No. He can leave most of the time."

As long as he had Frau will him as an escort or someone else that Frau trusted enough.

southernreaper November 21 2011, 02:46:41 UTC

Kevin was unfazed at the look. He had a lot more backbone than most people gave him credit for. He might be polite, but he wasn't a pushover. Unless you were a really scary lady, like Dr. Unohana, or Ms. Frost. Sorry, Frau, you don't qualify.

He just stared back at Frau. "Ain't the way he was talkin' on the network. Might wanna warn 'em, some folk don't take too kindly t'it, an' he just gonna be causin' trouble fer both o' ya."

Kevin liked Frau. He'd really get annoyed if Frau suddenly had do-gooders knocking down his door, thinking someone was being held prisoner.

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