Kuja: …Oh no… *Hears the Knight coming down the hallway, tripping*
Andrew:
What?
PK
I: *Bumbles in* His Highness requested this be brought to you, and to tell you
that he had urgent matters to attend to.
*Realizes who he’s talking to* Oh, hello. *Smiles*
Andrew:
*Blinks stupidly* Oh, hello.
Kuja:
*Instant frown*
PK
I: *Grinning at Andrew, absently hands him the plate of food*
Andrew:
*Blinks confused, takes the plate* Umm, thanks… *Hands the plate to Kuja*
Kuja:
*Glaring at the Knight, takes the plate, practically snatching it, and picks a
roll up and bites into it, glaring eyes never leaving the Knight*
PK
I: *Smile at Andrew increases* You’re welcome.
Andrew:
<.<;;
PK
I: *Doesn’t leave, continues smiling at Andrew* How are you?
Andrew:
Uhh… I’m okay…
Kuja:
*Finishes the bite of bread, interrupts the “conversation”* Is there anything else?
PK
I: Uhh.. I think I’ll stay here and guard you guys… Never can be too safe.
*Continues grinning at Andrew*
Andrew:
*Eyes dart about nervously, uncomfortable that the Knight keeps staring at him*
Kuja:
We’ll be fine, thank you. Please thank
His Highness for us. *Takes another
bite of his bread, wondering how much longer this idiot’s going to stick around
and wishes he’d take the glaring hint he’s been giving since he entered*
PK
I: *Grins at Andrew* You sure will be fine… I’ll tell him. *Small bow at Andrew*
Andrew:
<.<;; *Slightly red*
PK
I: *Grins and winks at Andrew, heads out the door*
Kuja:
*Twitch, wants to throw his roll at the Knight*
Andrew:
*Glances nervously at Kuja, sees him twitch and gets brighter red*
PK
I: *At the door* If there’s anything you need, go ahead and call me. I’ll stay around here in case you do,
alright?
Andrew: Uhh, yeah. Thanks, sir…
PK
I: *Nods* Go ahead and call me Yoder.
Andrew:
*Nods* Yeah, okay…
Kuja:
*Realizes he’s grasping his roll rather angrily, wishes he could blow the flirt
to the other side of the continent*
Soldier:
*Walks into the room* His Majesty wanted to make sure you and your guest were alright. He said if you needed anything, to feel free
and ask. You are an honoured guest of
the Palace.
Andrew:
*Grins, ralizing that that’s the “chick that was scopin’ him out” from
earlier* Hi… What’s your name?
PK
I: *Small frown*
Kuja:
*Now wants to throw his roll at Andrew*
Nevermind, miss, thank you for the message. We’ll call if we need anything.
Soldier:
*Glances at Andrew, small sigh*
Andrew:
Oh, miss…?
Soldier:
Yes, sir?
Andrew:
When do you get off of work?
Soldier:
-.-;
Kuja:
*Twitch*
PK
I: Umm, don’t you have work to do, soldier?
Soldier:
*Quickly* Yes. *Hurries out the door,
wants to get away from Andrew*
PK
I: *Smug grin*
Andrew:
Hey, what’d you do that for?
Kuja:
He did fine. Thank you, sir, we’ll be
sure to call you if we need anything.
PK
I: *Nods* Alright. *Turns and leaves*
Andrew:
Ruin my fun… *Grumbles*
Kuja:
You’re not supposed to be having fun.
You’re supposed to be helping to nurse me back to health. You do remember what happened right?
Andrew:
*Small smile* Yeah, I remember she was trying to come get my number earlier,
then you made me leave, and now you didn’t let me give it to her…
Kuja:
*Frowns, sighing, and picks up a piece of chocobo meat, pointedly paying more
attention to it than to Andrew*
Andrew:
*Smiles* Move, I wanna go give it to her… *Lightly pushes Kuja in the back to
move, jokingly*
Kuja:
I think not. *Stays where he is, bites
off another piece of meat from the chocobo thigh bone*
Andrew:
*Grins* What about that Yoder guy? I
think he’d like my number…
Kuja:
He’ll have a hole in his stomach first.
And you’re getting awfully close to the same fate.
Andrew:
*Grins* Why, are you jealous of my popularity?
*Small chuckle*
Kuja: No, I’m jealous that you gave that woman
more attention than you give me. And if
you decide to go give her your number, I think I’ll go visit that man from the
market. He seemed rather taken with
me. *Smiles as he tosses his bare
chocobo bone back at Andrew, meaning to hit him somewhere on the face*
Andrew:
*Gets hit in the forehead with the bone* Ow, hey! *Rubs his forehead with his right hand, holding the bone with the
left* Fine, you go talk to that big, stupid man. He seemed quite taken back once he learned you were a sexy guy
instead of a foxy lady. *Reaches his
hand over Kuja’s shoulder and drops the chocobo bone back on Kuja’s plate,
“accidentally” missing and dropping it on him*
Kuja:
Watch it, screwball, you’re getting me angry.
Remember, though, I can play the female part as well as any other woman. Perhaps I’ll just have to force him to find
that out. …Actually, I think Rei will
be glad to have me back.
Andrew:
... I’m sure she would... And I’m sure Yoder wouldn’t mind me staying
here with him... The question, my dear, is would you like to go back to
Rei? *Wraps his arms around Kuja’s
waist, rests his chin lightly on Kuja’s right shoulder*
Kuja:
No, I want to stay with you and I hope you feel the same way. *Tears a piece of bread off his roll and
holds it up to Andrew’s mouth*
Andrew:
*Smiles* Undoubtably. *Opens his mouth
and leans forward, taking the bread and the tips of Kuja’s fingers in his
mouth*
Kuja:
*Turns his head to look at Andrew, amused, and pulls his fingers away, letting
go of the bread* Good answer. Now may I ask you to kindly stop staring at
men and women of all types and attentions, please? *Tears a piece of chocobo off a small drumstick and holds it,
also, to Andrew’s mouth, forgetting that Andrew’s never had chocobo before*
Andrew:
*Ate the bread while Kuja was talking*
They start it, dear...
*Lop-sided grin, takes the chocobo in his mouth, along with the tips of
Kuja’s fingers again*
Kuja:
That woman didn’t start anything. You
imagined it. *Pulls his fingers out of
Andrew’s mouth* And as far as that
Knight goes, perhaps I’ll make the same request of him, though a little more
specific. I may give him a bit more
reason to give me the desirable answer, but I think I’ll ask him all the same.
Andrew:
*Ate the meat while Kuja was talking to him* What is this... stuff that you’re
eating? It tastes.. strange... And I didn’t imagine it. She was running for me.. It was like a scene
from Baywatch, except she had clothes.. That was kinda disappointing,
too... *Small smile* And leave the Knight alone... *Small
sigh* He hasn’t done anything to you,
my dear...
Kuja:
*Chuckles* He hasn’t done anything, has
he? He’s flirting with you, and that’s
enough reason to blow a hole through him.
I’m glad I’ve kept you busy enough so you don’t watch Baywatch
anymore. And you’re eating chocobo
meat. Chocobo is a large, usually
yellow bird, much like a chicken.
Tastes better than chicken though.
*Sticks a piece in his mouth*
PK
I: *Wondering if Andrew needed anything, he came to the room, stands by the
door, waiting for a break in the conversation to interject*
Andrew:
I guess it tastes a little like chicken... And I like Baywatch! It onbly comes on on Saturday at 10:30,
though. Channel 26. And you don’t like him flirting with
me? I do. *Grins* And he doesn’t
need a hole in him. *Grins widens* He looks just fine as he is... *Wonders if Kuja’s going to blow him up for
teasing him*
PK
I: *Blinks and grins*
Kuja:
All the more reason to put a hole in him.
And you can’t be serious. He may
look “fine,” but he’s as clumsy as...Rei.
*Chuckles*
PK
I: *Wonders who Rei is*
Andrew:
*Laughs* Alright, so what if he is? You
obviously didn’t mind it too much if you lived with Rei, right? *Hasn’t noticed PK I, yet*
Kuja:
I got used to it, but that doesn’t give you reason to consider the Knight. And if I ever find Baywatch on the
television at home, I’ll either blow it up or you. Or both.
Andrew:
*Chuckles* I’m not concidering him, don’t worry. You’re the only guy for me...
*Smiles and kisses the side of Kuja’s face* But, I’m going to have to
get rid of you for about a half an hour every Saturday at 10:30... *Grins*
Kuja:
I don’t think you’ll remember. That or
you’ll be asleep since we stay up so late.
*Smiles*
Andrew:
Oh, I’ll remember. I haven’t missed it
for a while, now. Ask Bunnie. We couldn’t go out on Saturday nights. She got so upset, because we couldn’t and I
wouldn’t tell her why. Saturday night
was my “down time.” *Chuckles* And
wouldn’t we be busy then, not asleep?
PK
I: *Sad, now that Andrew said he wouldn’t even considre him, suddenly perks up,
remembering PK V, bumbles down the hallway to find him, since it is nearing
their break time*
Kuja:
We would be, now that you’ve specified you meant 10:30 in the evening. And a half an hour of free time on a Saturday
night can be spent awfully well in this one little place I know of downtown...
Andrew:
... *Twitch, twitch* What place downtown...?
*Twitch*
[Gay
bar. ^_^]
Kuja:
Oh, nowhere, dear. Don’t worry about
it. You’ll be busy watching Baywatch,
right?
Andrew:
*Twitch, twitch* I am worrying about it, Kuja.
Where? *Glaring at Kuja,
continues twitch, twitching*
Kuja:
I can see that. Why do you want to
know? Are you planning on visiting once
my back is turned?
Andrew:
Depends where it is... *Twitch* And I
want to know because I’m playing an overprotective boyfriend at the moment...
Kuja:
*Chuckles* Well, since I’m only
speaking of a grocery store, you can calm down.
Andrew:
*Frowns* I don’t belive you, dear...
And I doubt you can blame me...
So, I’d like to know truthfully what this place you speak of is,
exactly.
Kuja:
Truthfully? Truthfully, I made this
little place up in my head. *Smiles,
has been picking at his food while they’ve been talking, never once speaking
with food in his mouth; nearing the end of his food supply*
Andrew:
*Grumbles and sits back, removing his hands from about Kuja’s waist, placing
them behind him slightly, leaning back on them, sighs* Fine.
I wouldn’t believe you, but you’re Kuja, and you’d do something like that...
Kuja:
It wouldn’t matter what I said, Andrew, you wouldn’t believe me. *Stands up with his empty plate of food and
walks to the door* I’ll be right back,
I’m going to go get more to eat.
Andrew:
Come sit back down. Someone will come
bring you food. And I’ll prove to you
that I can not flirt with ‘em. Whether
it be male or female... *Smiles and
pats the bed, where Kuja was sitting, refrains from commenting on the amount
Kuja is eating*
Kuja:
This ought to be amusing. *Walks back
to the bed and sits* What if I don’t
care to watch anyone else flirt with you?
Andrew:
If a chick comes, she won’t flirt with me, and if that Knight comes, you can
kindly tell him to stop. And the
keyword there is kindly, dear.
Kuja:
*Chuckles* Fair enough. Except I don’t want to yell, nor do I want
to hear you yell. *Stands up to go to
the door again*
Andrew:
I won’t yell, and neither will you. If
the kinght comes, I’ll tell him you and I are together, and always will be. He
can’t change my mind, and neither can anyone else. And if anyone else comes, we don’t have to worry, now do we?
Kuja:
No, I suppose not. *Neither of them
seem to remember that Kuja’s popular with the male species*
Kuja:
*Looks out the door and down either sides of the hallway* Now where is that soldier...?
Andrew:
Shall I get her, dear?
Kuja:
*Comes back to the bed, still carrying his plate* I suppose. And if you
take more than five minutes, I’m going to come and find you and I’ll look in
all the bedrooms first. *Sits on the
bed and hands the plate to Andrew*
Andrew: *Chuckles* I told you I wouldn’t flirt with them... *Takes the plate*
Cover your ears, love.
Kuja:
You may not flirt with them, you’ll just grab them and go, right? *Covers his ears anyway, glaring*
Andrew:
*Smiles, mouth* Like I do with you?
*Grins and screams* Hey, someone?
Come ‘ere!
Kuja:
*Sigh* You have a wonderful way with
words, love.
Andrew:
Thank you. *Lop-sided grin*
Soldier:
*Rushes into the room* Yes?
Andrew:
*Grins and extends the plate to her*
Can we have some more food, please?
Soldier:
That’s why you yelled? *Exasperated
sigh*
Andrew:
Hey. We’re the Kings honoured guests.
Soldier:
I’m sorry, sir. *Takes the plate* I’ll be right back, sir. *Turns and hurries
off*
Andrew:
*Smiles at Kuja* See, everything’s fine.
And you didn’t have to get up.
Kuja:
Apparently not. *Adjusts himself so
he’s sitting back between Andrew’s legs and leans back against him* You should have told her to get you a plate
of your own food.
Andrew:
*Smiles and wraps his arms back around Kuja’s waist* I rather like you feeding
me though, dear. *Rests his chin
lightly back on Kuja’s right shoulder*
Kuja:
*Chuckles* I suppose I can keep feeding
you, since you appreciate it so much.
*Covers Andrew’s hands with his own*
Andrew:
*Smiles and kisses the side of Kuja’s face* I do appreciate it, dear. Every so
much.
Soldier:
*Rushes back into the room* Here you go, sir.
*Hands Andrew the plate* The
King requested that the chef include a dish of assorted fruits for you. He said you and your lady might enjoy
them. *Smile* Do you need anything else?
Andrew:
... *Grows slightly red and looks down, small chuckle at “your lady”*
Kuja:
*Chuckles* Tell the chef that we
appreciate his kindness.
Soldier:
I’ll be sure to let her know.
^_^
Kuja:
Oh, I beg your pardon. *Chuckles* As long as we’re clarifying genders, I am
male. *Smiles*
Soldier:
*Grows slightly scarlet in the face* Oh, I’m sorry, sir.. *Bows slightly*
Please forgive me...
Andrew:
*Chuckles* Don’t worry about it, ma’am.
It happens all the time.
Kuja:
*Smiles encouragingly at the soldier and waves a hand* No harm done, miss.
Soldier:
*Small nod* Did you need anything else,
sirs?
Kuja:
*Shakes head* No thank you, we’ll call
if we do.
Soldier:
*Smiles* If you do the same thing you did, it’d be bellowing, sir. *Smiles*
Andrew:
¬.¬
Kuja:
So true. *Grins and picks up a cherry,
looking at it pointedly*
Soldier:
*Smiles and bows* Very well. *Turns and exits the room*
Andrew:
*After the soldier leaves* I don’t bellow...
Kuja:
Oh, but you do. *Smiles and waves the
cherry in front of Andrew’s mouth*
Andrew:
*Grumbles and eyes the cherry, following the movement with his eyes* I do not
bellow...
Kuja:
Yes, you do. *Pulls his hand down,
letting go of the cherry, but the cherry doesn’t fall, it floats in the air
instead; looks back down at the fruit bowl, as if forgetting about the
cherry* Ooo, they have strawberries!
Andrew:
*Leans forward and tries to eat the cherry*
Kuja:
*Bats Andrew on the nose with it instead, grins, looking to the right at the
cherry*
Andrew:
*Blinks* Hey. *Looks at his nose, going
cross-eyed*
Kuja:
*Giggles at how cute Andrew looks, holds the cherry in front of his mouth
again*
Zidane:
*Hearing Kuja giggle, he stands in the hallway, looking in through the doorway,
now planning on watching before he interrupts*
Andrew:
It’s not funny... *Leans forward,
trying to eat the cherry again*
Kuja:
*Allows him to eat it and telekinetically pulls the stem from the cherry, which
he takes in his fingers and drops into the bowl of fruit*
Andrew:
... *Small smile, chews the cherry, raising his hand to his mouth, spitting the
pit into it, reaches around Kuja and puts the pit on the edge of the plate,
away from the food*
Kuja:
*Hears Andrew spit* None of that better
be in my hair. *Picks up a strawberry
and sticks it in his mouth, pulling the green stuff off the top of it before
chewing*
Andrew:
*Smiles, innocently* Oops.
Kuja:
Andrew! *Turns around, still chewing
his strawberry, gasp, and smacks Andrew in the arm, then proceeds to inspect
his hair*
Andrew:
*Grins and chuckles* Do you really think I’d spit in your hair, dear? *Smiles mockingly* And don’t talk with your
mouth full. You eat like a slob... Rei to be exact...
Zidane:
*As the Knight did earlier, wonders who Rei is*
Kuja:
No, I don’t! *Turns back to his plate
of food and haughtily picks up his knife and fork, slicing a small piece of
chocobo meat off a thigh bone and sticks it into his mouth, chewing*
Zidane:
Of course he won’t touch the meat with his fingers. I’m surprised he’s touching it at all. *Chuckles mentally, smiling*
Andrew:
*Smiles* Do too, Rei. *Smiles inwardly,
remembering the last time they had a conversation, the topic remarkably similar
to this one*
Kuja:
*Also finds the conversation oddly familiar*
I do not. *Cuts another piece of
meat and thrusts it into his mouth with annoyance*
Zidane: I never imagined Kuja was capable of pointless arguing.
Andrew:
*Mocks Kuja in his tone* Do too, Rei. *Surprised Kuja didn’t say anything about
him calling Kuja “Rei”*
Kuja:
*Hasn’t gotten there yet* And don’t
call me by that name. I will only
answer to “Kuja” or names of endearment.
*Sticks another piece of meat in his mouth and picks up another cherry,
hoping to shut Andrew up by feeding him*
Andrew:
But Kuj’, I call you “Rei” in the nicest possible way... *Grins stupidly*
Kuja:
That is not good enough. *Turns his
head to the right, holding the cherry up to Andrew by the stem, with his
fingers, cherry dangling down*
Andrew:
*Smiles and kisses the tips of Kuja’s fingers*
Well, what is good enough, then?
Zidane:
*Surprises himself by thinking how cute that looks* o.O
Kuja:
*Smiles* Don’t call me Rei at all.
Andrew:
*Smiles sweetly* But you two act so much alike...
Kuja:
I take that in the most insulting way possible, Andrew.
Zidane:
*Decides this Rei person sounds a lot like himself*
Andrew:
*Smiles, in the cutest voice he has* I love you, dear.
Kuja:
After all those insults, I would certainly hope so. Are you going to eat this or not? *Still holding the cherry in front of Andrew*
Andrew:
*Smiles* I do love you, dear... Don’t you believe me? *Takes the actual cherry in his mouth*
Kuja:
*Pulls the stem off and flicks it at Andrew*
Of course not. *Picks up a grape
and pops it into his mouth*
Zidane:
*Stifles a chuckle*
Andrew:
*Grumbles and looks at his cheek, where the cherry stem hit him* I can prove it
to you, dear... You know I will... *Grins and eat his cherry, was talking with
his mouth full*
Kuja:
*Doesn’t say anything about his mouth being full, hopes it’s a temporary memory
lapse on Andrew’s part* Yes, I know you
will and I hope that you do.
Andrew:
*Grins* Oh, I will. *Smiles and leans
up, kissing Kuja on the cheek*
Kuja:
*Smiles* But not now, love, we’re
guests. *Starts in on his dinner plate;
needless to say, he never speaks with food in his mouth*
Andrew:
Aww... Are you serious, dear?
Kuja:
Of course. When am I not serious? I don’t joke around like other people we’re
acquainted with. *Holds the fork up to
Andrew’s mouth, it’s topped with a Kuja-sized piece of chocobo meat*
Andrew:
*Smiles* What about when you and I “argued” that one morning, and you said the
cat doesn’t laugh at me? *Looks at the
meat* That’s a humougous piece of meat there , Kuj’. I don’t know if I can fit it all in my mouth...
Kuja:
*Frowns and sticks the meat in his own mouth instead* ... *Swallows* It fit just fine for me. And as far as that...episode goes, I
was...um...distracted.
Zidane:
o.O *Hears the “um” in Kuja’s
speech* He really has changed...
Andrew:
*Smiles* You have a small mouth is all.. And what were you distracted by,
exactly? The girls were in the other
room.
Kuja:
What else? A clod as obvious as you is
rather hard to miss.
Andrew:
*Completely unseriously* Clod? I’m a clod, now? What happened to “damn sexy”?
I’ve been de-graded... I hope
you wouldn’t call Rei a “clod,” because then I’d be really insulted. And
knowing you, you probably would call her a clod... I’m insulted, Kuja. Really,
I am...
Zidane:
“Damn sexy”...? Kuja called him
that...? And he wasn’t talking about
himself...? Weird...
Kuja:
*Chuckles* Rei is a clod, you’re
right. This time. *Smirk*
Zidane:
*Recognizes the smirk* Still the same
Kuja in there somewhere...
Andrew:
Hey! Come on, be nice to me... I’ve had a hard day, and these damn pants
aren’t helping any... *Grumbles and
tries to fix his pants, can’t since he’s sitting and Kuja in front fo him*
Kuja:
*Laughs* I was going to buy you new
pants, wasn’t I? Then you went and got
kidnapped. *Sigh and sticks a cherry in
his mouth, pulling the stem off*
Andrew:
It’s not my fault... That one babe is
stong... I couldn’t get away...
*Smiles* She really wanted me...
Zidane:
“That one babe”...? Ohh, probably
Beatrix.
Kuja:
She did, did she? I’ll bet you
willingly went with her as soon as you saw her. *Sighs* My love, I have
to get you a shorter leash.
Andrew:
A leash? *Grins* Frisky, are we...?
Kuja:
Quite.
Andrew:
*Instant grin* So, does that mean we’re going to go back to the palace...? *Picks up a strawberry and holds in in front
fo Kuja’s mouth by the green part*
Kuja:
*With a smile, he sticks his tongue out of his mouth and slowly licks the
strawberry* If you’d like...
Zidane:
o.O;;; *Hopes they don’t
start...doing...stuff while he’s watching; wonders now when he should
interrupt, figures he should hurry it up and do it soon, or they might not want
to be interrupted, nor would he want to interrupt* x.x
Andrew:
*Smiles and keeps the strawberry in front of Kuja’s mouth* You said I could
ditch the pants once we got to the palace, so of course I want to go back...
Zidane:
*Decides they’re speaking of the Desert Palace, didn’t occur to him before
because...well...he’s Zidane*
Kuja:
Of course you do. *Licks the strawberry
again, slowly and, if you ask the GM, sexily, but decides no one wants to ask
her* But we can’t go yet, we’re
expected to stay here until we’re done with our shopping.
Andrew:
*Smiles* So, let’s go shopping. I wanna
go back to the palace... *Was about to call it “home”*
Kuja:
Of course, but as soon as I’m done eating, I’m going to sleep for a couple of
hours. You’re going to have to occupy
yourself, but I don’t think you’ll have a hard time doing that. *Leans forward to bite the tip of the
strawberry off*
Andrew:
Do you have to go to sleep...?
*Smiles and pulls the strawberry out of Kuja’s reach*
Kuja: *Pushes his empty dinner plate down away
from him, towards the foot of the bed*
No, but it would be wise if I regained some energy. Besides, I do feel rather exhausted.
Andrew:
Well, I guess I could take a shower while you sleep... And I’m sure Zidane wouldn’t mind sending a
soldier to go shopping for us. In fact,
if I asked that Kinght, I’m sure he would, as well... ^^;
Zidane: *Nods
matter-of-factly to himself* True,
true...
Kuja:
You aren’t going anywhere near that Knight.
Too much chance of him slapping your ass again.
Zidane:
“Ass”? He says “ass”? That’s really weird... ...And what Knight are they talking
about...? Not one of mine, I hope...
Andrew:
*Turns slightly red, nervous chuckle* Even so, I’m sure Zidane could send one
of those babe’s to go do it. That way
we could leave as soon as you woke up.
Kuja:
*Still holding the bowl of fruit*
That’s a good idea. I suppose
you’d like to bellow for someone to come?
Zidane:
>.> Now what?
Andrew:
¬.¬ I don’t bellow...
Kuja:
*Smiles* Of course not, dear, I was
only joking. *Sticks a cherry in his
mouth and pulls the stem off*
Andrew:
*Grumbles* Yeah, sure you were...
Kuja:
*Removes the pit from his mouth and drops it into the bowl* Since you don’t bellow, I’ll go get
Zidane. *Starts to stand up*
Andrew:
Uh uh... *Tightens his grip around Kuja’s waist* I can call for someone...
Kuja:
*Chuckles and leans back against Andrew; puts his hands over his ears, letting
the fruit bowl rest in his lap* Go
ahead.
Andrew:
... *Grunts and turns his head away from Kuja, bellows* Can someone come here
for a minute?
Zidane:
>.> *Pauses for several seconds,
then goes into the room* Hi guys. What’s up?
Kuja:
...And how long have you been standing there, brother? *Gives Zidane a knowledgable, amused smile*
Zidane:
Um...heh, not long. ^^; Now, what can I do for you?
Kuja:
You should know, you’ve been standing there for the past ten minutes, correct?
Zidane:
...I shoulda known...
Kuja: Yes, you should have.
Zidane:
Alright, alright...Sure, I’ll send a “babe” to do your shopping for you. ...They are kinda cute, aren’t they? ^^
Kuja:
*Rolls his eyes*
Andrew:
*Slightly red, eyes on the floor, noticing a rug on the ground, seems facinated
by it all of a sudden*
Zidane:
*Chuckles* How’s your food? I thought you two might like the fruit. ^^
Andrew:
*Grows brighter red*
Kuja:
*Chuckles* I wish you didn’t know me as
well as you seem to, Zidane.
Zidane:
Hey, what are brothers for? *Sheepish
grin*
Kuja:
You do the same with the canary?
Zidane:
*Turns a little red himself* Yeah, but
don’t call her that, will ya?
Kuja:
*Chuckles* I suppose I can humor you.
Zidane:
Thanks...
Kuja:
How long will the shopping take?
Zidane:
Oh, I dunno...couple hours...
Kuja:
Lovely. *Picks up another cherry and
holds it to Andrew’s mouth*
Zidane:
...
Andrew:
*Looks up at Kuja, then glances at Zidane, motioning to Kuja that he’s still in
the room*
Kuja:
*Takes the hint, but doesn’t care*
Andrew:
... <.<;; *Grows brighter red as
he takes the cherry into his mouth quickly, trying to stop Kuja’s from holding
it there, can tell Zidane’s uncomforted by it*
Kuja:
*Smiles and looks back down at the dish, dropping the stem into the bowl*
Zidane: ...Ya know, you guys are a real cute
couple. ^^
Andrew:
... *Blushes more* Umm, thanks... *Smiles and looks at Kuja, losing his
timidness* He is really cute, isn’t he?
*Grins*
Kuja:
*Anime girl grin*
Zidane:
*Has never seen that before* If
I were gay and not your brother, I’d agree with you. ^^
Kuja:
*Decides to take that as a compliment*
Thank you, Zidane.
Andrew: If you were gay and not his brother, I’d get
mad at you for hittin’ on my man, Zidane...
*Grins*
Zidane:
*Chuckles* Don’t worry, I’m no
competetion. Dagger’d get mad at me
too.
Andrew:
*Smiles* That’s good news.
Kuja:
If you were gay, Zidane, wouldn’t Dagger be a lesbian?
Zidane:
...
Andrew:
...
Kuja:
*Chuckles*
Andrew:
Yeah, okay... Maybe you should take your nap, dear...
Kuja:
*Laughs* Yes, I suppose I should.
Zidane:
Sounds like a good idea to me...
Kuja:
*Grins* Alright, I take the hint. *Sits up straight so Andrew can get out from
behind him*
Andrew:
*Blinks* Where are you going?
Kuja:
No where, but you planned on going somewhere, didn’t you?
Andrew:
Oh, that’s right. I was going to go
take a shower...
Kuja:
Yes, but if you wait until I wake, I could join you.
Andrew:
... *Instant grin* Sounds like a plan.
*Hugs Kuja to him again, raising the forgotten strawberry to Kuja’s
mouth*
Kuja:
*Opens his mouth and lazily waits for Andrew to put it in his mouth*
Andrew:
*Smiles and traces Kuja’s lips with the strawberry*
Kuja:
*Also smiles and closes his eyes, mouth staying parted*
Andrew:
*Smiles and dips a small portion of the strawberry into Kuja’ mouth*
Kuja:
*Bites the portion off and chews, smiling*
Zidane:
*Coughs uncomfortably* Okay, I’ll go
get the soldier. See you guys later...
Andrew:
*Nods absently* Yeah, okay... *Smiles at Kuja and holds the strawberry in front
of his mouth, waiting for him to be done with his mini bite*
Kuja:
*After he swallows, of course* Thank
you, brother... *Leans forward, opening
his eyes to slits, and takes the rest of the strawberry and the tips of
Andrew’s fingers into his mouth, not worrying about the green tuft of leaves at
the end of the strawberry*
Zidane:
...No problem... *Quickly leaves*
Andrew:
*Leaves his fingers where they are smiling at Kuja, doesn’t notice Zidane
leave*
Kuja:
*Mentally chuckles at Zidane’s hurried exit and sucks a bit on his fingers and
on the strawberry*
Andrew:
*Smiles and leans to Kuja’s cheek, kissing him*