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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ the time has come for the VALENTINE'S DAY event! is currently skipping every which-way in his white and red outfit, wearing pants just like rob requested. ... well, they're shorts, but it was better than a skirt, right?

nonetheless he moves about quickly, greeting and seating people as they come along. everything is practically covered in red, pink, and white hearts, streamers, balloons and flowers all tastefully designed and hung up in a very orderly (but not overpowering) manner. the small, circular tables are set up everywhere, leaving enough space for people to have their privacy. said tables are covered in lacy white tablecloths, a single white, pink, or red rose residing in the middle inside a simple white vase. oh, and the chairs sort of look like this. cute, aren't they?

in short, valentine's day must have thrown up inside the mansion, but at least it didn't look too ridiculous or cluttered. ]

Comments

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Aw, but he's so cute. I like giving him treats.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

A chocolate bar will suffice.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Are you kidding me? He'd inhale that in five seconds.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

But it's not leftovers.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Oh, you don't know this kid, Rob. He would eat this whole plate of pasta by himself.

[ which he starts serving, by the way. here, have some pasta on your plate, rob. ]

1/2

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ picks up his fork to push the pasta around a bit before taking a bite. whatever he wanted to say in response pauses in his throat. takes another bite -- happy rob is happy. ]

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ & then, after swallowing: ]

I'll believe you. But that was not the point.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head and smiles, speaking fondly. ]

Just eat your pasta.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ leans back & looks at him expectantly. ]

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ time for him to raise an eyebrow, going silent for a moment before he says: ]

What? Do you want me to feed you?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Feed yourself.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

I will, mother, but I just like watching you eat. Can you blame me?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ ignores. ]

First lesson. Pick up your fork.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ time to be an ass again. picks up a spoon. ]

Is it this one?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Try again.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ picks up his napkin. ]

This one?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ is patient. so just shakes his head. ]

Again.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ picks up an edge of the tablecloth. ]

How about this?

1/2

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

. . .

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ decides to switch teaching styles. gets up & walks around the table to stand next to riku. points to the fork. ]

Try this.

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

[ stares at rob's hand silently. decides to take that instead, looking up at him afterward with a smirk. ]

You shouldn't have said it like that.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

How would you have phrased it?

[advantaged.livejournal.com]

"Pick up that shiny fork right there and eat your pasta with it."

[ shifts his head to give a tiny kiss on the back of rob's hand, releasing him after that. ]

I'd give a demonstration of how I took it, but I'll be merciful tonight, just for you.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

That would have made a difference?

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[advantaged.livejournal.com]

Oh, a big difference.