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[ also keeps his back to the door, face still bright. shuffles his weight around for a moment before he starts taking up his standard dance of changing-in-five-seconds as well. ]

[ doesn't bother getting undressed, closing his eyes to snuggle his face into the pillow again. once silence fills the room completely he reaches over to the crow plush. lifts it-- CAW. ]

[ is already setting away his clothes when he hears the caw, making him jump a little. glances over at his friend & wanders over, taking a seat on his bed next to tony. ]

My dad's stuff might fit.

[ flops onto his back to look at anthony properly. ]

Keyword: might.

[ shrugs. ]

Better than 'not'.

[ sighs and lifts the crow plush again, making it peck its beak against the side of his friend's lips. ]

Alright, alright. Give me some pajama pants at least.

[ quirks a brief smile at the plush, giving it a small pat on the head before he gets back onto his feet. ]

Don't fall asleep. Or no food.

[ twists to lay on his side, propping his head up with a hand. wiggles the crow a little. ]

Food? Meaning you?

[ pauses with a blink. then recovers soon enough, knocking his fist gently against tony's skull. ]

Spaghetti.

[ winces a bit and droops. ]

Awoo. So mean.

[ flattens that fist back into a palm to give him a pat next. ]

It's love. [ rubs at an eye tiredly. ] Be right back.

[ watches him walk out of the room in silence. pushes his face into the pillow one more time, staying there for the time being. muffles into it, more to himself than any sort of reply to anthony's words: ]

Sure it is.

[ steps out of the bathroom after she's preened herself a bit, her previously worn clothing folded neatly in her arms as she shuffles back into anthony's room. blinks a few times, looking around. ]

Where did he go?

[ looks up when he hears her voice, raising his eyebrows. lets his eyes fall to the ground. ]

Spaghetti.

Spaghetti? [ puts her clothing on anthony's desk, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. ] He's making us food?

[ eyes slowly roam from the floor to alyssa's legs (her thighs), staring at them for a moment. mentally slaps himself out of it to look up at her face instead. ]

Yeah... are you hungry?

Mmm... a little bit~

Ah! I should help-!

[ quickly grabs her hand to stop her from rushing off, slipping off the bed to instead be the one who stands up. looks down at the connection before dropping it, hands going straight to his hips. ]

A princess shouldn't do what commoners are meant to do for them! I'll help!

Aww, that's not fair! I wanted to play, too!

Play, huh...

[ looks around, wandering away to peer at the DS that's sitting on anthony's desk. picks it up, shuffles back to the bed, then hands it to her. ]

He probably has some girly game on there, so enjoy!

[ blinks down at it in confusion. ]

Huh? But I--

[ looks up at what is now empty space, with tony nowhere in sight. tilts her head to the side in further confusion, slowly beginning the process of her typical routine of having to think about something for a long period of time. ]

[ & while she does that he scrambles down the hallway towards the kitchen, slamming his hands down on top of one of the counters nearest to anthony when he gets there. leans in close to him, almost looking an odd mixture of what could be described as nervous and excited. ]

I'm here to save the day!

[ jumps again when tony makes his loud entrance, almost dropping the pack of noodles he'd managed to find. gives him a long stare afterward, confusion obvious. ]

. . . ?

[ then shakes his head. backs up a bit for his own benefit, reaching upward into the cupboard to pull out a pot. ]

Spaghetti is a one-man effort. Shoo.

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