The apprehension was not lost on him. "Relax, Cas. I left home because I didn't want to fight my family. I still don't," he added somewhat somberly. The blade disappeared back into his jacket without further comment.
His smile returned at the expression on his brother's face. He looked like he had just been smacked in the face with a fish.
.. speaking of which.
A small metal bucket full of mackerel appeared at their feet. The little penguin squawked again, flapping it's small wings eagerly.
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Date: 2011-04-06 10:57 am (UTC)His smile returned at the expression on his brother's face. He looked like he had just been smacked in the face with a fish.
.. speaking of which.
A small metal bucket full of mackerel appeared at their feet. The little penguin squawked again, flapping it's small wings eagerly.
"He's probably hungry."