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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 11:55:24 GMT -5
*Erik felt that hollow center as if it was his own.*
No. Erik will not banish you. I cannot... He cannot make me. Erik is no more certain of his continued presence than yours--you were both unexpected gifts. And you... you please me. It is different. Erik can't explain it. Just as he cannot choose between you.
*He snapped back to attention with Pina's question.*
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Post by Pina on Oct 29, 2007 12:00:10 GMT -5
*She nodded, but there was still a confused frown on her face. Tired? Was it really that hard to cook? She felt more bouncy than tired.
She shrugged it off, and dipped the cookie in milk before taking a bite.*
"They're really good, though," *she said, with her mouth full.*
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 12:05:20 GMT -5
I have no choice but to take you for your word, Mother. Just please...don't let him hurt me.
*Julian swallowed and managed a smile, tugging a lock of her hair behind her ear.*
"I'm glad that you like them. If you want, tomorrow morning, we can make pancakes for breakfast."
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 12:10:10 GMT -5
((Will they have Mickey Mouse ears?))
*Erik snagged a cookie and "mmm'd" his appreciation.*
Erik appreciates it. But he will not hurt you; hurting you is hurting Erik. He... knows that.
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 12:12:49 GMT -5
((Without question.))
Of course he does. I just...sometimes people forget themselves. Especially when they are in love.
*Julian watched the other eat, abstaining.*
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Post by Pina on Oct 29, 2007 12:15:32 GMT -5
((Eew, pancakes.))
"Ooh, yes!"
*She'd watched her mother make pancakes before, and making them looked almost as fun as eating them.
She looked up at Julian.*
"D'you want one?"
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 12:19:06 GMT -5
But Erik shall not forget you... And that must be enough, for now.
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 12:20:14 GMT -5
((No. Yum!))
For now....I mean, of course. I would never be the one asking you to choose. I know what he means to you. I feel it.
*Julian lifted his hand with a smile, shaking his head.*
"No thank you, princess. I'm not hungry. And besides, you seem to like them well enough. You can have my share."
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Post by Pina on Oct 29, 2007 12:23:46 GMT -5
((Psh. Pancakes are nasty. I know I'm the only person in the universe that thinks so but...))
*She nodded, taking a sip of her milk. Julian was acting strangely, Well, more so than usual, and she wished she knew why.*
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 12:26:03 GMT -5
*Something twisted painfully inside Erik. He didn't know how to reconcile the things he was feeling; there were too many factors. It wasn't that simple triangle anymore. There were threads everywhere.
He noted Julian's refusal to eat. Had Erik ever seen him eat? He had to remind himself not to stare at this fascinating creature. At least, not when there were others present.*
"The cookies are excellent," *he told Pina.* "It must be Erik's mixing."
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 12:28:14 GMT -5
*Julian smiled genuinely for a moment, then kissed the top of Pina's head.*
"I should start the dishes."
*He gathered the mixing bowls and cup and carried them to the sink.*
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Post by Pina on Oct 29, 2007 12:44:25 GMT -5
"Nuh-uh. It's because I measured everything."
*She grinned at Julian, and took another cookie.*
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 12:46:07 GMT -5
*Julian had grown quite, in word and thought. He took the next set out and set them on the stove to cool, turning off the oven and refocusing on washing the dishes.*
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Post by Erik on Oct 29, 2007 12:47:48 GMT -5
*Erik watched Pina eating, and figured that she would stop eating when she was no longer hungry. That seemed simple enough. But it was Julian who worried him.*
Were you... hurt?
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Post by Julian on Oct 29, 2007 12:51:16 GMT -5
Yes--no...I mean...it doesn't matter.
*Julian didn't turn back to him, growing actively quiet again as he worked.*
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