there's always room for jello

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[Witness: one teenage girl's backside sticking out from behind a fridge door. Kira is raiding the Thanksgiving leftovers, of which there is much to choose from. She's feeling too lazy to cook something up to eat, so she's trying to make do. She'll start... with this half a pie.]

Mmmmm... now where is that stuffing? I know it's here somewhere...

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[deathofthesky.livejournal.com]

[ Have a bitty Sora, wondering if there's any chocolate in that fridge. ]

What'cha doin'?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she's startled by your voice and barely keeps from braining herself on one of the fridge shelves]

Ah!Oh! You startled me, Sora.

[deathofthesky.livejournal.com]

[ Oh god he would be sorry if he knew! ]

Sorry, lady.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

It's alright. Just try not to sneak up on people again, okay? And my name is Kira, not "Lady".

[she gives you a smile to show that things are fine]

[deathofthesky.livejournal.com]

But I wasn't tryin' t' sneak up on ya!

[ He even said something before he got right up to you! In kid logic this makes total sense. ]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[There's something thumping rather heavily against the door frame. That would be Shredder's tail, as he's making his way in. Did someone say leftovers? :3]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

I know you weren't. I just wasn't expecting anyone, that's all.

[look at this half a pie she's putting on the kitchen counter]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[that's a strange sound and she detangles herself from the fridge and looks over; there are somany leftovers]

Oh... you're not a dinosaur anymore.

[sparkinflames.livejournal.com]

[he'll just lean in the doorway admiring the view, not getting shot by your father.]

Looking for something, princess?

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

No, he's not.

[And of course Isi isn't far behind. He's pretty bundled up, and doesn't look too well. He doesn't sound too well, either.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she jerks up and out of the fridge in surprise and whirls around, there's probably a smear of chocolate at the corner of her mouth]

Just looking for something to eat, Axel.

[sparkinflames.livejournal.com]

Looks to me like you've found something.

[he pushes off the door to walk over to her, smirking a bit as he wipes the chocolate away with his thumb.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[oh it's you; her parents told her to be nice to you and you probably were at the family dinner sort of look like crap so her defensive reaction fades a bit]

... you look like you're sick.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she goes a little pink when you do that]

Chocolate silk pie. Do you want some? I was thinking of making a sandwich, too. We have plenty of leftovers.

[sparkinflames.livejournal.com]

Only if you're offering. I don't think I've ever had a chocolate pie before.

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

Because I am.

[He's sort of staring blankly at her, because he wanted to get food and go back to bed and she's in the way. And Shredder's trying to shove his face in the fridge, even though it's cold.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't offer if I didn't mean it.

[she gives you a smile and goes to find plates so she can cut you a slive of pie]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[that makes her frown... and silly lizard, here, have some fruit salad]

You should be in bed resting then, not wandering around.

[sparkinflames.livejournal.com]

Need me to get anything?

[and he will enjoy that slive when he gets it, for sure.]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

I'm not wandering around. I haven't eaten today.

stupid typos :/

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

Forks? Did you want that sandwich too, or just the pie? It'll take me a bit to whip them up.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

That's terrible! You need to have plenty of fluids and eat to keep up your strength!

[why are boys so silly :/]

/pets

[sparkinflames.livejournal.com]

Pie first, I think. I won't make you make me a sandwich.

[he'll just go get those forks, as well as some milk from the fridge.]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

Hard to do when you vomit everything back up. I ran out of crackers in my room.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[that makes her frown]

Oh. Do you... do you want me to make you some soup? And tea? Mama has a special tea for whenever he feels barfy.