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[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[Sora has found himself a toy griddle, and is seated on the floor with a toy spatula and a small stack of plastic pancakes. he's trying, with limited success, to flip the pancake off the griddle and onto a plate some three or four feet behind him.]

[beware of flying plastic pancakes! there's also two messily wrapped packages sitting in the corner of the room.]

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[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Whoops! Not quite yet, 'bug. Hold still.

*he gives your hair one last scrub, then rinses you off*

There!

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[starts to climb out, then slips and bonks against the bathroom floor. he just flails, entirely unfazed.]

Let's go get more juice!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*f-flails*

SORABUG ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[sits up, confused by Ri's flailing.]

Uh huh!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Did you hit your head again?!

*wraps you in a towel then inspects*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[blinks, water dripping off the tip of his nose.]

Nope! I fell down.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*sighs with relief then works on drying you off*

Good. Now you're dry, so go pick out some PJs to wear.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[streaking is one of Sora's favorite pasttimes, so he drops the towel and takes off to his room!]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*would facepalm but instead drains the tub before going into the bedroom to make sure you're actually getting dressed*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[he's trying to wrestle into his footsie pajamas -- he got the underpants on, but is rolling around the floor of his room trying to get the pjs on.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Here, let me help you with that. You're getting tangled.

*stands you up, then helps you wiggle into the PJs then fastens it*

All snuggly?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Yeah!

[he's starting to wind down a little, but that's not going to stop him from burning off the energy he's got left -- time to jump on the bed!]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Sorabug, be careful. I don't want you to fall down.

*will only let you jump a little*

Do you want to sleep in your bed or the big bed?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[jumps on the bed without answering for a few minutes, considering this! sleeping in his bed would make him a big boy, but he likes the big bed lots too.]

... I dunno!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Well... I suppose it would be alright for you to sleep in the big bed to keep me company until Sora comes to bed.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Okay!

[tosses his pillows and a few stuffed animals on the floor, jumps a bit more .. then divebombs right onto the pillows.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*f-flails*

SORABUG! Don't do such dangerous things!

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

It's okay!

[look, he's even climbing back up on the bed to do it again.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Sorabug stop!

*and then he hisses and grabs his side, because he stretched too far to try and stop you*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[blinks, then stops! maybe working off his extra energy wasn't such a hot idea after all.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*has to sit down on the bed now, still holding his side*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[completely panics, scrambling off the bed and to the bathroom -- he returns a few seconds later with a bandaid.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*gives you a little smile when he sees the bandaid*

Thank you, 'bug. But I'm okay. I just need to lay down now.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[just nods, still wide-eyed. he didn't mean for anyone to get hurt, so he's just going to climb on his bed and sit perfectly still to avoid it happening again.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*sighs and pats the spot next to him, on his uninjured side*

Come here, Sorabug.