is it a gamble or is it a game.

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

[someone's at the kitchen counter, painstakingly filling an ice-cube tray with fruit juice.]

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[crownedaking.livejournal.com]

[wanders in, barely taking notice of the other; he found out the other Riku was fake, and his mood is pretty much ruined, as he goes and makes himself a smoothie]

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

[look who just splattered half a gallon of red stuff all over the counter. real smooth, Riku.]

[crownedaking.livejournal.com]

[barely notices]

You need help?

[more subdued than usual, looking very, very tired. He hasn't been sleeping well at night without them]

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

[just reaches over Sora's head for the paper towels and starts mopping up the mess.]

It's fine. You look busy.

[crownedaking.livejournal.com]

It's a smoothie.

[wry smile, finishing it with strawberries on top]

D'you want one?

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

Thanks, but I need to finish this for my Sora.

[now that the clean-up in aisle four is over with, he's reaching for a nearby roll of aluminum foil and tearing off a long sheet.]

[crownedaking.livejournal.com]

[that just makes his heart ache; he misses his Riku so badly]

Oh. M'sure he'll like it.

[godmoddingly.livejournal.com]

[IS SUDDENLY THERE]

That's interesting. What are you planning to make?

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

[who are you and what are you doing in his personal space.]

Popsicles.

[godmoddingly.livejournal.com]

Are they for everybody? How thoughtful.

I must admit many of the people here leave a bad taste in my mouth.

[HELLO MY NAME IS TERR A AND I'M A KNNNNNNIGGIT]

[whats-a-fire.livejournal.com]

[sitting in the sink, fins flopped out over the counter, peers at the ice cube tray curiously]

I've never seen that before... What do humans use it for?

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

Freezing water.

[keeps working, opening a cabinet and fishing out a roll of aluminum foil.]

[whats-a-fire.livejournal.com]

Really? [puts fingers together and stares] Like icebergs?

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

A lot smaller than icebergs.

[abandons his current task and opens the freezer, taking out a tray of ice and presenting it to her.]