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[stuck_mynock]

So, Atton's no longer feeling disorientated. He's starting to walk better.

New problems have arisen, though. Atton has been alternating between feeling freezing and feeling like he's burning up. It started rather abruptly, and it isn't very pleasant.

Right now, he's freezing. Thus, he's wandering around his room, shirtless and barefoot but with a thick blanket draped over his shoulders, shivering.

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[necessary_child]

"Silly bugger. Bet you didn't piss off Guppy, at any rate."

Snuggling!

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Snuggling in return!

"The video games were fun, at least."

[necessary_child]

"Ooh. Didn't I promise to beat you at one of those, once?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"You did, but then you chickened out because you knew I'd win."

[necessary_child]

"Lies. You just didn't want to bring the subject up again because you were scared I'd beat you. As I will."

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"T'be fair, I can only use one hand right now. My ability to use a controller is impeded!"

[necessary_child]

"Excuses, excuses," Sam says breezily, nudging him.

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Atton nudges him back.
"You would say that. Dorkface."

[necessary_child]

"I would, yeah, because it's true. Grizzle-Features."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"One of these days," Thoughtfully. "We should try replacing insults with compliments and see how quickly we run out. Bet you ten credits we'd run out quicker we run out of insults."

[necessary_child]

"No bet," Sam answers promptly. "Insults are just so much more fun than compliments."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"True, true."

[necessary_child]

"So." Sam leans back. "You're too chicken - sorry, wounded - to let me beat you at a game, so what else've you got for entertainment?"

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"Toys?"

[necessary_child]

Teasing eyebrow. "Now who's making comments Gavin wouldn't approve of?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"You have a filthy mind. I meant innocent toys. Things that don't vibrate."

[necessary_child]

"Well, you should've said," Sam points out, fairly. "It's an easy mistake to make."

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"Only for you, Sammy."

[necessary_child]

"I know, I know, I'm special."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Very much so."

[necessary_child]

"Aw. You're so sweet, Atton."

Sam snuggles up beside him.

"So, what do you want to play?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Something that doesn't involve too much moving. You're warm." Snuggle closer. Atton's more or less tangled up in Sam, by now.

[necessary_child]

Sam slides his arms around Atton, dislodging a small, brightly-coloured brick as he does so.

"...Hey, you've got Lego!"

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"Yep. 'S an Earth thing!" Atton grins.

[necessary_child]

"I know. Want to build things and then make them explode?"