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[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Here is a twelve year old Xemnas sitting on some random couch. He should probably be wondering where he is... But he can't be bothered to. So just going to sit there reading a book he found laying around.]



[occ: It's like a spam of characters from smallsparks universe!] 

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[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

I mean before you were sleeping.

[Oh.. Just going to stop that kicking. But ow can we get off the books now?]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

I was reading then. What were you doing, watching me?

[just as planned. and books do hurt to be on like this. slides off the pile, pulling you along.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

I mean before before that. God... I wasn't watching you.

[Yay off of the books! But uh... Still doesn't like the death grip, though]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

So you hit me in the face as revenge from something like twenty minutes ago? That's petty.

[too bad the more you try to defend yourself with those silly words, the worse the grip becomes.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

It was petty at all. Hmph.

[But words are all he knows how to do. D:]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

Yes it was.

[well Saix doesn't want to hear your words now. he's letting go and walking away now. to be somewhere else. somewhere else like the reference section.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Now he's kid of sad that he made you so angry. But uh... How does he apologize for throwing a pillow at your face? D:]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[dunno, I don't throw pillows at faces often. try something, Xemdork.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[aighweg Awkward apology time? Oh god kids]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[Saix will just be sitting on the floor somewhere in the reference section, then. have at it.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Oh god. Just going to walk towards Saix, slowly...]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[Saix is going to not look at Xemnas. at all.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Yay awkward times.]

Uh... Saix?

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

....What do you want.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

Uh... Sorry for throwing the pillow at you.

[God he fails at apologizing really.]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[rolls his eyes.]

Whatever.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

Uh...

[Rubbing his neck now]

Sorry for all the complaining, too.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow.]

..Fine. I'm not mad at you.

[:| face.]

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

Oh... Okay then.

[aiogh now what?]

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[oh god Xem, you're so awkward.]

...Sit down or something.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

Oh... Okay.

[Just going to sit down now. Uh..]

I have the biggest urge to make them hold hands /shot dead

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[good boy. your awkwardness amuses Saix and therefore abates his anger.]

...That book was pretty good before I stopped reading.

Oh you're subtle.

[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Xemnas is just going to ignore the fact that you are amused by him.]

Oh yeah. It is a pretty good book.
[not like he totally left it back at his old chair.]

I know I am.

[tinyberserker.livejournal.com]

[good, because it's entirely too obvious.]

Mhm. Of course, I did leave the copy I had on that chair. Or possibly the floor.

[they were distracted?]