Roy Mustang ([personal profile] light_a_spark) wrote2008-08-02 03:04 pm

MCA #10 - Saturday morning

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.))

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not playing," he pointed out as he held the sword back out for her.

[identity profile] tricksy-spy.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," Aly said, taking the sword back carefully. "You could learn with me maybe?"

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay," he agreed, for some reason glad to have come to a truce. "What's next?"

[identity profile] tricksy-spy.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I gotta learn how to use knives too," she said. "And fight with my hands and feet."

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
He watched her curiously. "Who are you going to fight?"

[identity profile] tricksy-spy.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Any bad guy," Aly said quickly. "Anyone who needs beating."

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a lot of people," he nodded seriously.

[identity profile] tricksy-spy.livejournal.com 2008-08-03 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm going to be a Champion like my mama."