Mike drifted out, eating cereal. "Ow what? Did you stub your toe?" He frowned, spoon pausing halfway between bowl and mouth, as he saw the cock-eyed slant of Kevin's wings. "What did you do?"
"Sprained my wing, I think. Are you eating cereal at 4pm?"
"It's healthy," Mike said defensively, pulling the bowl away from Kevin's reaching hand. "How did you sprain a wing?"
Kevin pouted and pulled out the puppy dog eyes. "Bad landing. I need my boyfriend to give me backrubs and feed me icecream."
Mike rolled his eyes. It couldn't have been too bad if Kevin was using it to trade favours. "Go get comfortable in the living room," he said with a fond sigh as he turned back to the kitchen.
"And don't forget the fudge sauce!" Kevin called after him.
Mike smirked. Was it possible that fudge sauce applied directly to the skin healed fairy sprains? Mike was willing to find out.
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Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-26 05:37 am (UTC)Mike drifted out, eating cereal. "Ow what? Did you stub your toe?" He frowned, spoon pausing halfway between bowl and mouth, as he saw the cock-eyed slant of Kevin's wings. "What did you do?"
"Sprained my wing, I think. Are you eating cereal at 4pm?"
"It's healthy," Mike said defensively, pulling the bowl away from Kevin's reaching hand. "How did you sprain a wing?"
Kevin pouted and pulled out the puppy dog eyes. "Bad landing. I need my boyfriend to give me backrubs and feed me icecream."
Mike rolled his eyes. It couldn't have been too bad if Kevin was using it to trade favours. "Go get comfortable in the living room," he said with a fond sigh as he turned back to the kitchen.
"And don't forget the fudge sauce!" Kevin called after him.
Mike smirked. Was it possible that fudge sauce applied directly to the skin healed fairy sprains? Mike was willing to find out.