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[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

... tch! Dreck, where are we?

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[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

So, how about those cookies?

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

... sounds good.

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Okay. They're in the kitchen. How you like chocolate chip.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

I love chocolate chip!

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Excellent. Shall we?

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*nods, hopping down*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*smiles* You look better when you're happy.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*smiles, standing tall and looking right into his eyes*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*ruffles his hair softly* You should smile more often.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*laughs, batting at his hand* Stop.

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Alright, let's get those cookies. *leads him to the kitchen*

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*follows, smiling widely*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*and in the kitchen they go, Asch is now pulling out a plate and placing some conveniently placed cookies from the stove on it* Do you want some milk?

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*nods* Yeah!

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*places the plate on the table and goes to get some milk*

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*smiling, bouncing as he takes a cookie*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*gives him the glass* You remind me of my kid.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

Oh? *looks at him, wide eyed*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Mhm. His smile is infectious.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*grins, and starts drinking the milk*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

.... *runs a hand through his hair gently*

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*stops, looking up at him*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Something wrong?

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*murmuring* Felt good.

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

What does? This? *runs his hand through his hair again*