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[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[How precious! Lil' Demyx is fast asleep, head resting on a pillow. He's such a precious little guy, isn't he? Except that pillow isn't a pillow. It's an arm. And that arm belongs to none other than Cid Highwind. He's still asleep, and will probably remain asleep for some time. Unless, of course, he's woken up. He's got a little handcuff on his wrist, and it leads to a bigger one on Cid's.]]

Zzzz.

{{OOC: Cid and Lil' Demyx are chained together. ALSO, the second thread in the post is for others to jump in. Please, feel free, even if someone else is already in the thread!}}

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[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

cocksuckingmotherfuckerandtits
[and good morning Cid]



...
What the fuck?
[oh god, the kid better not have heard that]
shit.
[yup, shutting up now before anymore cursing; hoping you heard none of that.]

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[HE HEARD NOTHING.]]
...
[[He rolls off of Cid's arm. Clink clink.]]

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

[He takes this opportunity to investigate properly, trying to keep cursing quiet if he can't at least keep it in his head.

...

He tries gently shake you awake]

hey, kid.

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

Mmzmzzmmcookies.

[[He blinks a few times.]]

Hi, mister Cid.

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

What are you doin' in here?

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

Iunno. I fell asleep in Namine's room... an' I woke up here.

...Why're we chain'ded together?

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

I've no fuckin' clu-
Imean.
I've got no idea.
ah, shit... don't use that word I just used, 'kay?
[ffff -he wants his morning cigarette... and his goddamn tea.]

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

...Fuckin'?

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that one, don't use it.
'snot for kids.

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

But wha's wrong with fuckin'?

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

It's... ah- rude an' some people find it offensive.
[/fails at explaining why people shouldn't curse]

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

...But you said it. An' you're not rude or 'fensive.

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

[that's because he swears so much they lose all meaning and shock value]

...

You have no idea how many people will disagree with you on that one kid.

1/3

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

...

2/3

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

I don' care what they say! I like you lots an' I think you're real nice an' even though y'smoke I like you an'... an'...

3/3

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

An' I wan' you to be my daddy.

1/2

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

...

2/2

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

[...can't... say... no... to something like that but if he doesn't... doomed to be saddled with the kid forever or at least a long time]

... fine...

I'll be your dad til your real one shows up.[/caves and most probably going to regret it]

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

...[[CLING]]

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

...
[hair ruffle]
Think it's time we got some breakfast.

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

'Kay.

[[He's about to hop off the bed, before he realizes that it's not possible.]]

...[[He clings to Cid's arm.]]

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

[...yeah, he doesn't see you walking being that easy -so you're getting carried nao- TO THE KITCHEN]

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[Being carried is fun, so he holds onto him.]]

...Can I help you cook?

[censoredpilot.livejournal.com]

I dunno if we can do much in th' way of cooking like this.
Might just have to stick cereal.

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

But I can put out fires an' stuff if you burn anythin'.