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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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Maybe I'll try to introduce him to someone who looks closer to his age. Someone smarter, too.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

That someone will grow up too. Then we're back at the original problem.

[historytype.livejournal.com]

Not unless we use your super secret elf potion.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ raises a brow. ]

You're going to take a five-year-old from their parents and make them immortal?

[historytype.livejournal.com]

We'll let them age up a little bit. About ten years old should do.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

They might fall out of love. Want someone more mature. [ a short pause. ] Still haven't solved the kidnapping problem.

[historytype.livejournal.com]

I take it back. Oliver is doomed forever.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Thankfully, he doesn't realize that. Let's keep it that way.

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[ puts his head back down on top of rob's, humming a little. ]

If all else fails then he can stay with us.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ smiles a bit. ]

I don't think he'd mind that too much.

[historytype.livejournal.com]

[ plays with a few strands of rob's hair. ]

We'll just tell people that he's our kid. Nobody would question it.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ leans into it with a considering hum. ]

That could work. You can home-school him.

[historytype.livejournal.com]

Did he not graduate high school?

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More education is never bad.

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[ reaches out to nab the last piece of sandwich, noming it. ]

Mmph. At least he'd listen to my lectures, I guess.

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Exactly. Win-win for both of you.

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Will you be attending my lessons as well?

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[ quirks an eyebrow. ]

If you want the moral support.

[historytype.livejournal.com]

[ nudges his nose against rob's head. ]

But I want to hear you call me "Mister Riku".

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ huffs a quiet noise of amusement. ]

Just "Riku" doesn't cut it anymore?

[historytype.livejournal.com]

[ sets the sandwich on the plate after he takes one more bite, setting it elsewhere. tugs him into a full hug. ]

Not right now.

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[ wiggles into place, turning his head so that his ear's resting right above riku's heart with one arm wrapped around the other's waist. ]

Maybe later then.

[historytype.livejournal.com]

[ shoulders drop a little, tugging him closer in emphasis. ]

But I need it now. My "Mister Riku" levels are dropping at a rapid rate.

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[ snorts softly. ]

Didn't you get that enough from your students?

[historytype.livejournal.com]

It's not the same.