doing that positive role model thing

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[He's sitting in the library, in that little corner that he's set up as a kind of classroom. There are a number of books stacked on the table, some simple math problems on the chalkboard, and he's sitting and grading a workbook with a red pen. Maybe he should take a break eventually, but right now, he's dealing with multiplication.]

I really need to get those times tables...



[OOC: Feel free to interrupt! I forget whoall Ri promised to teach (besides his Little Brother).]

Comments

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[the cookies will be gone by the time he comes back with the milk.]

Why not?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*blinks, then goes to get more cookies and milk for himself*

Because they have a tendency to blow up or catch fire when I use them.

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[ooooh.]

Cool!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I think it's cool too! But it's bad for cooking.

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

I guess so.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*just... brings the whole cookie jar and starts omnoming*

Sora cooks way better anyway.

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[hey not fair!]

How come you get more?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Oh, did you want more? You seemed happy with the two I gave you~

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

I didn't know I could have more.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Maybe you should've asked then.

*chomps a cookie*

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[why so mean.]

Can I have more cookies?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*because fun*

Hmmmm... okay. But you have to drink all your milk, too.

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

I will!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*grins and pushes the cookie jar closer to you then*

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[eeee takes. one. because she doesn't want to get in trouble for snatching a bunch.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*you can keep taking one cookie at a time as long as he sees you drinking your milk; he won't notice how many you eat since he's occupied with his own snack*

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[once she figures that out she'll snag a few more, sipping her milk slowly.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*nope doesn't notice!*

Do you want lunch, Gale? I can make sandwiches.

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

Okay!

[nomnomcookie.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*gets up to go to the fridge, nomming a cookie*

Hmmm... ham or turkey? Or PB&J?

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

Ummmmmm. Ham!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*starts setting out sandwich fixin's*

D'you want cheese too?

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[makes a face.]

I don't really like it.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*chuckles*

What else don't you like? I won't put it on your sandwich.

*is like... putting EVERYTHING on his own sandwich*

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

That's all.