Lightyears from Love (Albus/Naveen)

[praiseofblood]

"No, it's a grass we weave so tourists can buy it." Naveen said, shaking his head.

[clementine]

"Will you show me how to do it?" Albus asked as he made his way around the kitchen table. He promptly sat down, looking between the two bearers. He still wondered how neither of them were mated yet. Human givers must be idiots.

[praiseofblood]

"Yeah, I guess I can show ya tomorroh," Naveen shrugged. "Iain't got no sweetgrass here with me."

[clementine]

"That's fine," Albus replied with another of his slow smiles. "I'll just sit real close with you while you teach me."

[praiseofblood]

Naveen frowned. "How about not?" he said with a snort, moving through the kitchen to grab a cup of Kool-Aid.

[clementine]

Albus just laughed, not even pretending to watch Naveen's ass as it passed by. While he wouldn't be able to touch, he could definitely look.

[praiseofblood]

Naveen shook his head. Why did he have to be the one to get stuck with the crazy assed gay alien from outer space?

[clementine]

"Will you be making more food soon?" Albus asked, already feeling hungry again. "Or should I go out and catch something myself this time?"

[praiseofblood]

Maddison blinked at the boy. "I can order you boys some pizza or something."

Naveen grinned at his friend. "You know I'm down fo' that."

[clementine]

"Does it cost money?" Albus asked, looking anxiously at Maddison.

[praiseofblood]

Maddison rolled his eyes. "Calm down. I'll pay." he said.

[clementine]

"Yes!" Albus cried excitedly, fist pumping into the air. "I want those anchovy things on it. That's fish, right?"

[praiseofblood]

"You can get a half," Maddi frowned. "They teach...aliens about pizza toppings?"

[clementine]

"In school, yeah," Albus replied with a big smile. "Took an cooking class on human cuisine and the professor made the pizza."

[praiseofblood]

"That's...odd..." Maddison said, shaking his head. "Why are humans even relevant to your world?" he asked the boy, folding his arms.