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[Luke is...in the middle of a big patch of long grass. Solid, Alive...but sleeping.]

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[scionofhispower]

I was hoping you'd like the one right next to Aidan's... it's big, and it has a door connecting to his so you can play with him whenever you want.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[He isn't -happy- about it, but as long as that other kid doesn't steal his little brother...]

[scionofhispower]

[ruffles his hair] The doors are all pretty close, so you'll be really close to the door to our room, too.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

What about my Asch?

[scionofhispower]

There's a free room upstairs next to yours that he can stay in if he'd like it. Or, if you'd rather he stay with you... it's your choice.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

I'd have to tell him...I won't go anywhere without Asch.

[scionofhispower]

Alright. But after you sleep.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[Nuzzles Asch's shoulder]

[scionofhispower]

I'm really glad you're back, Luke.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

I'm happy too...I can touch and I can eat too!

[scionofhispower]

[grins] I guess that means I should make you a chocolate cake while you're sleeping, hm?

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[Giggles] I wanna see how you make it!

[scionofhispower]

Then I guess it'll have to wait until you're awake again. [manages to ruffle his hair while still holding him]

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

I'm awake...

[scionofhispower]

Didn't you just say you were still tired, though? We can make one together a little later, don't worry... I just want you to rest up so that you feel better.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

But I've been sleeping for so long...

[scionofhispower]

Hmm... you sure you're not tired?

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

I think so...

[scionofhispower]

Alright, then we'll make the cake now. We should have everything in the kitchen at our house.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

Okay...thank you, dad.

[scionofhispower]

[smiles, kissing his forehead] Anytime.

[as he carries him over to their house...] So... how rich do you want the cake to be?

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

...You're gonna put money in it?

[scionofhispower]

[laughs]

No, Luke; do you want it to be a lighter chocolate cake, or a thicker one?

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Um...Thick!

[scionofhispower]

Alright. [gets home with him and carries him into the kitchen]