MCA #10 - Saturday morning

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The bed Roy woke up in was rather big, but big beds were fun and he wriggled away from the girl sleeping beside him to inspect the heap of kittens lying at the foot of the bed. Dee got up to inspect him back and her whiskers tickles his cheek and nose, making Roy giggle.

"Stop that! It tickles."

((For the apartment owner.))

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"Fine," he said stubbornly, not going to admit anything else to her. "And you don't have to play with me ever." He quickly grabbed the mugs and moved them just a little outside of the microwave, quickly waving his hands as it was hot.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She frowned, coming closer. "You got burned. You should put your hands underwater."

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"S'fine!" he argued automatically, hiding his hands behind his back.

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"S'not!" Aly argued. She poked him in the chest. "You're not so smart if you don' know when you got burned!"

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"AM TOO!" he stood his ground and waves his hand in front of her face quickly to prove it.

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Quick as a flash, she reached out to catch his hand. "Nuh uh. See? The red spot!"

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"It's just red," he argued, still stubborn. "You're fast!"

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"That's cause I'm gonna be a knight like my mama!" Aly said. "I gotta sword too."

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"A real one?" he asked, forgetting that she was holding on to him. "Isn't that dangerous?"

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"Not if you only poke the bad guys," she said seriously.

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"They wouldn't let me poke the bad guys," he pouted.

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"I'll let you play with my sword," Aly offered.

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Roy's eyes widened. "Really?"

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She nodded seriously. "But my daddy gave it to me so you gotta be nice to it."

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"Am always nice!" he said instantly.

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Aly glared and dropped his hand. "Nuh uh."

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"I made you hot chocolate!" he pouted.

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"You made me hot milk," she said severely.

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He frowned and pulled away, climbing back on the chair to get the hot cocoa.

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Aly beamed happily, bouncing on her toes to wait for the milk.

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Roy climbed back down and then added the cocoa to the hot milk. Lots and lots of cocoa. Weak hot chocolate was sad after all.

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"Yay! Hot choklit!" Aly clapped her hands in glee. "Now we just need cake!"

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"Later. Cereal first," he slid the mug closer to the edge of the counter. "Careful, it's hot."

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"I don't WANT cereal!" Aly said, reaching for the cup quickly before he tried to take it back. "I want cake! Daddy says I can have cake for breffast."

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"Cake is for later," he said again, sounding patient for the most part. She was smaller than him after all.