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[ he's not really surprised to come home to an empty house, even on a saturday. he doesn't even need to call riku to know where he is; instead, he rolls his eyes to the ceiling in a long-suffering manner as he moves over the kitchen table to set the costco-bought cookies for riku's monday class. then he goes about his usual rituals: checking the fridge, making a note on the portable white-board on what they need to go shopping for, pouring himself a bowl of cereal & peeking in the bathroom to check on the ducks.

he spends a good ten minutes petting them (quack, quack) before he remembers the cereal -- now soggy. but he eats it anyway, slipping on his reading glasses to flip through the latest science journal that sora had received a free subscription while tucked into the corner of the couch, waiting for riku to get home. ]

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[ raises a brow. ]

I don't know, it's a pretty useful piece of modern technology.

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Not when you're trying to lecture.

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[ hums in a considering manner. ]

If you add in more violence, they might be more interested.

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[ grumbles, wrapping his arms around rob's waist to pull him closer. ]

No, my lessons are great enough already.

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[ drops his hand from riku's hair down to the other's back, patting it soothingly. ]

Not to the puberty hormones.

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[ holds on a bit tighter, huffing. ]

I'll knock it out of them sooner or later.

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If you know how to knock out adolescent hormones, you'd be world-renowned.

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And filthy rich. Then we can buy our own island and live there forever instead.

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We can already do that.

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I'd rather make the money myself.

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[ pauses before he says i make money too-- & simply shakes his head. ]

That'll take a lot of children to suffer through.

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Good thing the current generation today doesn't listen to anything in Sex Ed, then. [ glances down to the floor, removing himself to pick up the bowl of cereal. turns back to rob. ] An act of desperation?

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[ rests his head against riku's shoulder, turning his face so that it's faced away from the other. ]

Pre-meal snack.

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[ slowly cracks a smile, lifting his free hand to ruffle rob's hair a little. ]

What's that? You can't stand anyone else's cooking except for mine? How sweet.

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[ smacks at his back. ]

Putting words in my mouth. We talked about this.

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[ opens his mouth, closes it. debates heavily on saying what he really, really wants to say, instead holding it back for now to instead lift himself up to begin his trek towards the kitchen. speaks as he goes: ]

So what'll it be? Soup? Salad? Sandwich? Gruel?

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[ lazes on the couch for a bit longer. ]

We don't have enough for gruel. Maybe just a sandwich.

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[ shakes his head a little, opening the fridge to begin his search. ]

Did you visit Anna today?

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Yeah, he looked well. He wanted me to deliver a message on top of the 'hi' though.

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Oh? What kind of message would that be?

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To just ask him for help the next time you're on cookie duty.

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But a man has his pride to uphold.

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Anna's cookies might shut the kids up a little longer.

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Or make them harass me for more every day.

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There's cons to everything.