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Kate Gregson ([personal profile] vanillajello) wrote2012-03-31 05:15 pm

A Room at the Arms Hotel, Saturday Morning

Dorian Owens was a pretty resourceful and brave little boy. So, when he couldn't locate his parents at the big building he'd found them last time, and he heard someone mention an awful lot of people would be at the hotel this morning, he set on his way across town

Lots of bright persuasive smiles, a rickshaw ride, and a helpful hotel employee later he found himself at a door behind which he was supposed to find his parents. So, he knocked. Enthusiastically.

Inside the room, in bed, it made Kate frown lightly. "Did you order room service breakfast or something?" she mumbled, still half asleep.

[ooc: For the two pale dudes, and masses of SP!]
therewaslife: (← | sleep)

[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-03-31 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Have you felt me leave the bed?" Bod mumbled back, snuggling up against her. "I didn't order room service. It's probably just a wrong room."

That...wasn't right at all. Bod would soon find out.

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-03-31 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It didn't take long for Dorian to get to where he was going. His longs were longer and he was taller (not really) and he was a big boy. So, he found the room (don't ask how) and started knocking.

"Mum!" And that was followed by a knock. "Dad!" And another knock. "Lemme iiiiiiiiin!"
therewaslife: (↑ | sweet)

[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-03-31 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Bod was a little slower to move but he did start moving once she'd gotten out of bed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"That sounds like Dorian," he said, sounding pleased about that. "He's back."

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-03-31 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Dorian was waiting patiently...while still knocking on the door with both of his little hands. It was like making music!

Bod was wrapping the blanket around himself since Kate had his shirt but he'd wrangled himself into his pants at least.

"A sec's overrrrrrrrrr!" Dorian told her because he was smart!

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-03-31 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mum!" Dorian said exuberantly, throwing himself around her legs and hugging them. "Hi Mum! Hi hi hi! S'good to see you again! Hi!"

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah!" He nodded and looked up at her. "But, I 'member this place from last year. And s'always good to see you! Hi Mum!"

He hugged her again and then peered up at her.

"Daddy here?"

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, please!"

Bod was already moving towards the door, wrapped in the blanket and smiling as well.

"And then we can have breffast!"

Still Kate's child, yes.
therewaslife: (↑ | all good things)

[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-04-01 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Dorian had run into Bod's arms and Bod was scooping him up and tossing him in the air a few times before answering Kate's question.

"I think so," he said, nodding and cradling Dorian close to his chest now. "There should probably be sweets involved."

"Doughnuts!" Dorian crowed. "Cake doughnuts!"

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"With maple syrup!"

Sometimes, he just said things to see if he'd get them. He bounced around in Bod's arms and hugged his tiny arms around his neck.

"You look happier than last time, Daddy!"
therewaslife: (↑ | long love it all)

[personal profile] therewaslife 2012-04-01 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Yay!" Dorian said and put his tiny hands on Bod's cheeks to give him an Eskimo kiss. "Daddy, after breffast, can we play?"

"Of course," Bod said, smiling softly as well.

"It's not nap time till later so yay!"

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"At least I didn't fall asleep with a Cheeto in my mouf!" Dorian said, sharing something that he'd promised to keep secret from his mum. Oh well.

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"You did that, Mum, but I wasn't apposed to say that," he said and slapped a hand over his mouth. "Dun tell!"

[identity profile] puddingordeath.livejournal.com 2012-04-01 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"You were tired," Dorian whispered, twisting in his dad's arms to reach for her. "I tucked you in!"

And left the Cheeto there.

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