Two Guys walk into a Bar.

[landlesslord]

Well. Not quite. There is one Guy is holed up in an otherwise empty booth, referencing the current state of Milliways against the last chapter in the book he is reading.


There is, however, a small face peeking around the Door. He seems to have found the magic room that hides in his home once again. It is a shame that his brother and sisters are not near so that they can see he was telling the truth before.

Still, that does not mean he cannot see if the queenofmay is still here. It's with this in mind that the small boy enters and hovers next to the Door.

[OOC: Two Guys. One dead, one tiny. Have either one, the other or both!]

Comments

[queenofmay]

"I am not-" Marian let her eyes look up, though she didn't move her face much. "-overly fond of them. Either."

But she was not overly several things she went at with a smile daily.

[landlesslord]

"Or cabbage."

That warrants a little nose scrunched up in disgust. Cabbage is terrible.

And when you share a bed with your big brother, who delights in holding the covers over your head when passing wind...

Well. It is more than a little unpleasant.

[queenofmay]

She didn't have any massive qualms with that one.

But his face about it was rather adorable.


"Anything else? Or just the two?"

[landlesslord]

"Onions."

He thinks a little harder.

"Cauliflower."

[queenofmay]

Marian had to smother a small laugh in her fingers.

"All vegetables? Or are there some that you do not dislike?"

[landlesslord]

That is a good question. A good question that deserves an accurate answer.

An accurate answer does take a lot of thinking on Guy's part. Mostly trying to think of a vegetable he does like.

A lot of thinking.

[queenofmay]

It's really rather adorable, and it takes effort not to reach out and brush his hair.

[landlesslord]

"...not sure." Guy finally reaches his answer.

It might be that he cannot think of many vegetables, being distracted by thoughts of pies and cakes and cheese and ham.

[queenofmay]

"Perhaps, you can think of it for next time, then," Marian said, easily.

[landlesslord]

"Maybeee."

The slightly dubious answer (Guy does not like thinking about vegetables) is accompanied by quite a large yawn for so small a boy.

Is that a post-cake sugar crash on the horizon?

[queenofmay]

Not quite sure, especially with her audience, she asked, "Should we send you home, to bed, then? Or get you a room?"

[landlesslord]

"'m not tired." He answered, yawning again.

[queenofmay]

"Of course not," Marian shook her head, bemused. Wondering if this really would be a pattern, apparently. A little teasingly, as she reached out to stroke his cheek lightly. "Are you only yawning because you must, then?"

[landlesslord]

"Wasn't yawning," he tried to insist. "I was..."

Hmm. He blinked a little to wake his eyelids up. Naughty eyelids. Trying to close.

"...eating...invisible apples!"

[queenofmay]

Marian pressed her lips together hard trying not to laugh. They trembled insight, or because of the effort, threatening to ruin her. Once she could swallow down the breath it took, she smiled. "I see. And you simply weren't sharing?"

[landlesslord]

:O

Massive faux pas!

Guy immediately holds out his hand, offering an invisible apple.

"I have one for you too!"

[queenofmay]

It's all too easy really. Sleepy-eyed and guileless.

She took her pretend apple. "Why, thank you, good sir."

[landlesslord]

Guy's pleased beaming smile is interrupted with another yawn, though a somewhat stifled yawn.

[queenofmay]

Oh, he is too much sometimes.

She watched him, sleepy and denying.

"Will no one be missing you back home?"

[landlesslord]

O_O

"MAMA!"

:O

The boy leapt off the sofa and scampered a little way between tables and chairs to the door before drawing short and scampering back.

He almost forgot his princess.

Guy half launched himself into her lap with arms outstretched.

[queenofmay]

Marian laughed, not realizing she was. Laughing, or moving, until she was. Until her finger were curled with incredibly care along the back of his neck and she'd leaned down to press a kiss into his hair.

"You shouldn't keep her waiting too long then."

[landlesslord]

Now that the important business of goodbye hugs is done, Guy is free to scamper back towards the Door and to home.

So he does.