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[There's an unhappy "Luke" stomping about, grumbling about something under his breath. He had a bagful of food in hand and was heading back to the house. There are birds stalking him, maybe that's why he's so unhappy.]

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They're annoying.

[nods, turning around] Come on.

Uwaah...! [runs forward a few steps to try to keep, up, but since his legs are so much tinier and he was a little bit away, he ends up taking off from the ground without meaning to; it lets him catch up, and he lands without realizing he was even off the ground and grabs the end of "Mister's" coat]

...[slows down a little] Where did those wings come from?

A-ah... th-they're...

...Well?

[kind of talking to himself] Mister's not a bad person... Mister won't make me do bad things...

U-um... you promise you won't tell people 'bout it if I tell?

...

I promise.

Big Brother and I make 'em. He said it's 'cause I'm Lorelei's special person that I can make 'em. But... but Big Brother's not here, and then I met someone who said he's Lorelei, and when he helped me get up 'cause I fell, my wings got made. And and... and I really didn't mean to, and he said Big Brother won't be mad at me if I made 'em 'cause I didn't mean to, and they're not going away real fast like they do when I make 'em with Big Brother, and I like that 'cause they're really pretty. [...wow, I did not intend for him to ramble like that]

...

[and now he's gonna stretchy his wings out all nice and big so you can get a nice good look at them] See? They're really, really pretty. And know what? Big Brother's are prettier.

...Heh, yes they are. [still processing everything the kid had said] Your older brother, Asch I assume.

Uh-huh! Big Brother's Asch, and I'm Luke! [:D And now he's doing that cute little turning-back-and-forth-at-the-waist thing again] Mister's like Big Brother...

Yea, I figure as much. [pff, trying to make his heart melt, kid?]

...

[He doesn't try to, he just somehow gets that reaction♥]

You remind me of Big Brother a lot... lots more than the other Mister who looked kind of like him, too, but wasn't him.

...hm.

[and then his hand clenches a little on your jacket] You'll make something really, really yummy, right?

...Of course. Do you have something you specifically want?

[shakes his head a little; he still isn't eating consistently, so he'll eat much of anything. Buuuut, he brings a finger to his lips] Can I have cake after?

...Mmm I guess. I'm sure the others would like some too.

Eheh!♥ {:D hugs your leg] I'll be a really good boy and eat all the healthy stuff, too, okay? So I can have a really, really big piece, right?

...[clinging brat is clinging what the hell]

Sure.

[beams up at him, then sobers up and ends up asking without even thinking about it] I am a good boy, right, Big Brother...?

...[blinks] Um...I'm not really your big brother...

[looks really confused for a moment, then tugs on Asch's jacket] ...But you're like another Big Brother...

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