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[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

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

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[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

Cookies!

[fononfailure]

*laughs and takes his hand.* Let's pig out on them before dinner!

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

Is it okay? What if we can't eat dinner later?

[fononfailure]

Just this once. We can both ignore Asch while he goes into it about eating right.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

Okay!

[fononfailure]

*laughs and starts off, leading him.*

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[Stops a couple of times on the way to yawn, but otherwise, he bounces right next to Luke.]

[fononfailure]

*picks him up and sets him on the counter once they reach the kitchen.* Still tired or are you just waking up?

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

Both?

[fononfailure]

That makes sense, I think. *digs through the cabinets, trying to remember where she saw the cookies.*

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

I finally get to eat again!

[fononfailure]

Yep! So of course we have to celebrate with junk food! *pulls out a cookie jar and brings it over to him, lifting the lid.*

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

I like how you celebrate, mommy.

[fononfailure]

Must be a Luke thing.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[Takes a cookie] Maybe!

[fononfailure]

Hmm. Maybe we'll get lucky and he won't notice if we don't eat much.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

You think he won't?

[fononfailure]

He might be so happy to see you alright that he may not.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[Giggles and nibbles on the cookie]

[fononfailure]

*takes a cookie for herself and joins him on the counter.*

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

How many cookies can we have?

[fononfailure]

As many as you'd like.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

[Giggles some more and finishes his cookie off] I like being alive.

[fononfailure]

*reaches over to hug him tightly.* I like you being alive too.

[royalbitchfit.livejournal.com]

I can't fly anymore though.