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[He's on his back in a living room area, his blindfold secured around his upper arm while he rests against a pillow. He's been here for about a week and a few days, but he hasn't made himself active. Besides, there's little point in it, to him. He pauses, before speaking, to seemingly no one.]

I kind of miss babysitting. Huh.

[ooc: ~~Make him regret his words~~ Uhh this Riku's a kid person. C: Go ahead and throw your teeny tots at him.]

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[in that case, don't mind the little Sora plopping down cross-legged next to Riku, peering down at him curiously. he looks like he's gotten into some cake recently.]

You're a babysitter?

[... blink. oh sorabug, are you a mess.]

I... used to be, back home.

[is he a Sorabug, or is he a cake? it is a mystery.]

Really? When I lived back home, I was a.. I was a kid!

... you need to get cleaned up.

[stands :|]

But I'm saving the cake for later, Mister big kid Riku!

It's not like there won't be more cake, Sora.

But I dunno how to make cake! It might be the last cake ever for me.

[though, he probably wouldn't struggle too much if Riku cleaned him up.]

I'll make you a cake. Maybe I can teach you how. ... but you should only do it if a big kid is around to help, okay?

Now follow me.

Can we make a really big chocolate cake? And have taffy?

[scooches closer, so he's standing at Riku's legs.]

[he leads him to the kitchen, grabbing a few paper towels and walking over to the sink to wet them.]

I don't know how to make taffy. Do your parents let you have it?

They let me have taffy! Sometimes I can have taffy for dinner!

[... Sora, that seems miiiighty fishy.]

... Well.. Well, maybe just for dessert!

[hopeful smile?]

You get cake for dessert, okay, buddy?

[now wiping him down with those paper towels.]

[flails a little, but doesn't protest too much.]

Then, then what's for dinner?

Uh...

[he opens a cabinet. falling into the whole babysitter gig is really easy for him, he's cared for a lot more than kids. he spots macaroni...]

How 'bout mac and cheese?

Yeah! Can I make it, please? I make it really really good! Pretty pretty please?

[latches onto Riku's leg.]

... okay, but I'll have to keep a close eye on you. Can't have you burning yourself.

[might want to keep an eye on him with cheese grater, too-- it seems he has the right idea ingredient-wise, at least! he's getting an assortment of cheeses and a big bag of macaroni.]

[yeah, he's. making sure that grater is plastic and not metal.]

[Sora drags on over a stool for him to stand on so he can reach the counter.]

Know what I'm gonna do, Mister big kid Riku?

No, what?

[please don't be something dangerous.]

I'm gonna cut the cheese!

[doubles over laughing, clutching his sides.]

I thought babysitters were s'posed to be girls.

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