http://insourarmor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] insourarmor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2010-02-28 09:01 pm

I GROW WEARY OF YOUR BRINGING HOME TINY THINGS

WHO: Fakir, Mytho, ITTY BITTY RUE
WHERE: Jinn School of wsfdghbdthmjnsdfhsdaaaaaaaaafghg
WHEN: Right after Rue's latest network post, around 9pm
WARNINGS: derp?
SUMMARY: Mytho brought a tiny Rue home. Hilarity/spazzing/beetus ensues.
FORMAT: I MADE THE LOG SO Y'ALL GOTTA DO PARAGRAPHS

Fakir was tired. Tired, hungry, and agitated. Whatever cosmic chicanery had started up in the past couple weeks had him rightly paranoid. Even worse, it seemed that entirely too many important holidays fall in and around March, so his work had been swamped with advance order upon advance order, every one of which he had to carefully type into the damnable computer that somehow replaced a perfectly good ledger.

Whatever.

He trudged up the stairs and peeled off his apron, fully expecting to be ambushed either by the cats or by Ben's younger, more annoying self.

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Instead, he was greeted by the sight of Mytho smiling in his soft, barely visible way at bitty!Rue, holding her hand as she twirled.

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Am I doing good, Prince?" Rue asked as she twirled, trying very hard to balance of the ball of her foot. At the sound of the door, however, she started, and stumbled in her dancing.

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Mytho turned, blinking at his knight. "Fakir...?"

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Still holding onto Mytho's hand, Rue moved behind him, frightened of the person who had so suddenly appeared, even if her prince did seem to know him.

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
"She was being attacked by crows...."

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Prince.." said Rue in a quiet voice, hiding herself further behind him. "Who's that?"

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Mytho turned to Rue. "Fakir. He's older now..."

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Fakir.." Rue looked thoughtful for a moment. "That boy who doesn't like me? Is he going to make me leave, Prince?"

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Mytho's smile seemed almost... knowing for the barest moment. "He won't make you leave..." he assured. "He'll protect you from the crows as well..."

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"He will?" Rue looked up at Fakir. He did seem strong...

Just picture Mytho doing Bakura's Smiiiiiile face for the barest moment and fear, Fakir.

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Mytho nodded. "He will..."

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Rue gave a small smile, her anxiety lessened. Slowly, she stepped out from behind Mytho, to get a better look at Fakir. He still didn't look very friendly, but at least he'd said he'd protect her.

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Mytho blinked at his knight blankly. "Do...?"

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll stay with the prince," said Rue, holding onto Mytho's leg. "And dance with him."

[identity profile] lovemedangit.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Mytho just blinked at him, near absentmindedly putting a hand on Rue's head. "I want her to stay..." he finally said in a soft, quiet voice.

[identity profile] easyopentabs.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I can sleep with Mytho, can't I?" said Rue, thinking of how warm and pleasant it would be to stay next to her prince all night long, instead of next to Father's cold feathers.