[Open RP] Hiding in Ravenclaw

[woocha.livejournal.com]

Wishbone had planned to go to the Sorting Room. However, as he entered, he heard a loud scream that made him bolt.

Bolt far enough to go back to Ravenclaw and hide under the sofa, whimpering all the way.

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[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"Alphabet kids?" The nickname makes Near laugh. "I don't run on sugar. I don't think Matt does either. It's you and Ryuuzaki who run on sugar." With the hand not holding his sandwich, he rubs Mello's knee.

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

I reach for his hand and lace my finger through his. "Seems Matt went with Ryuzaki to get cakes. And A seems to have developed a small taste for them." I neglect to mention they talked about B, too. "So, since they know we're M and N to L and A," and B, "they assume we run on sugar." I take a sip of my chocolate. "But really, the darker chocolates are better." With my thumb, I tap out they taste better on you.

[woocha.livejournal.com]

Can I be W? he couldn't help but ask.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

I should see how steak sauce tastes on you, Near taps onto Mello's hand.

"There was a W before," Near says carefully, "But perhaps you can be W now. You are very trustworthy."

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

Whatever, whenever...if you really want to. Just be careful what you bite. I know he will be. I say it to tease him. "Double W, maybe? Protector of Cards and Legos." Though, if we're alphabetizing everyone, what shall I call Wednesday? A thread of a thought flickers through my head. O would be good for him.

[woocha.livejournal.com]

Yay! Wishbone returned to the bone.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

I'll bite gently, Near taps.

"But you can't run on sugar, WW," Near teases.

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

Instead of answering, I rub his hand with my thumb. "He asked for chocolate, can you believe it? He's lucky I like him." I lean a little more on Near. I'm tired, actually. I take another sip of chocolate.

[woocha.livejournal.com]

I could run on sugar if I tried. And it's not my fault chocolate smells so good.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"Meat is better for you," Near points out. "Meat, or maybe cheese."

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

"Havarti is good with chocolate," I murmur, remembering that stupid question from the sorting. It's completely irrelevant to the conversation. I guess I'm more tired than I thought.

[woocha.livejournal.com]

Cheese is good. I do like cheese.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"We will have to give you some cheese some time, as a reward for what a good watchdog you are," Near says.

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

"Good idea," I murmur, my head coming to rest on Near's shoulder. I sigh. "But only if he doesn't ask for chocolate again."

[woocha.livejournal.com]

Okay then. I won't ask for chocolate. He'll just have to steal some later, and probably not Mello's. He did go back to his bone, though.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"Chocolate's bad for dogs," Near says automatically. He looks over at Mello and hugs him close. "I think it is time for sleep. Would you like to take a nap or should I let you out?"

[woocha.livejournal.com]

A nap is good too. But I can leave if you don't want to be disturbed.

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

"As long as you don't snore, I don't care," I grumble. I push myself up and stagger over to the bed, falling into it face first. Stupid class. I shouldn't be this tired. I've only been up for 30 hours. I curl up on the bed, closing my eyes with a sigh.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"Sleep well, Mello." Near kisses his cheek and curls up beside him.

"Wake me if you want or need to get out," he tells Wishbone.

[woocha.livejournal.com]

Okay. Wishbone settles at the foot of the bed, away from Near and Mello, but still on the comfy bed.