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endlessxsky.livejournal.com) wrote in
kingdomdressing2009-11-01 08:36 pm
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Nostalgia
[November is a very happy month for this Sora for many reasons. He loves fall and Thanksgiving and his birthday in the middle of the month, but it also reminds him of a time when extrememly fond feelings were taking root. He's humming a little bit to himself, stirring up hot chocolate, a goofy smile on his face as he reminisces on that fun, awkward infatuation stage.]
[ooc - Sora is being very schmoopy, you are warned - feel free to talk to him, he is feeling gloriously not!emo]
[ooc - Sora is being very schmoopy, you are warned - feel free to talk to him, he is feeling gloriously not!emo]

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[... just most of them.]
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Sorabug, those were all of our chips! I guess... just pick up the ones you spilled, and we'll eat the rest.
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[scrambles to scoop up the dead chips, putting them back in the bag -- oh, Sora.]
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Nononono, baby bug... no, put the ones from the floor in the garbage! We don't wanna eat those!
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I didn't mean to kill the chips ...
[he didn't mean to get a chip stuck in his hair in the process, either, but that's something he's not aware of.]
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*... plucks that chip out of your hair*
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Can I still flip the grilled cheeses, Daddy?
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*teases*
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I don't think it works that way! I'm just kidding anyway. If you drop it, we'll make another.
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Let's make a billion, okay? We can save people with them!
edited for sleepy redundancy.
Let's just make two today. We have the power to cook them up in a hurry! That way they're fresh. Who wants to be saved with a day old sandwich?
*collapses*
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*smiles and gets the sandwiches assembled and into the pant with the butter*
Do you want to pick out two plates for us while I cut the carrots?
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[he'd rather be snuggly, sorry -- he latches on tight and rests his head on Sora's shoulder.]
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Now remember little 'bug, don't flip 'em on the floor...
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[-- and it plops back down, hanging halfway off the pan. he needs to work on his aim, but is otherwise a natural.]