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Post by clementine on Oct 4, 2009 16:35:18 GMT -5
"Thank you!" Eppi laughed, flinging himself at Darren for a hug. "The entire family, yours and his, seem so wonderful." He murmured. "I can't wait to meet them in the flesh."
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 4, 2009 16:41:09 GMT -5
"You'll have plenty of chance to meet them, they already love you, much like I do." Darren smiled.
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Post by clementine on Oct 4, 2009 16:52:40 GMT -5
"Oh? Is that so?" Epsilon smiled, reaching up on tiptoe so that he could kiss Darren gently.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 4, 2009 16:55:17 GMT -5
"Very much so," he smiled, taking the boy into his arms and just holding him contently for a while.
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Post by clementine on Oct 4, 2009 17:03:34 GMT -5
Epsilon hummed happily. He had his arms around Darren's neck and lifted himself up so that he could wrap his legs around the male's waist as well for optimal cuddling. The teen sighed, face buried in the cheetah's hair.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 4, 2009 17:06:18 GMT -5
Darren was suprised, but caught the boy smiling. He loved this little boy more than he thought he could ever love another creature. He carried Eppi into the kitchen, reluctantly setting him down, before asking what he wanted to eat.
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Post by clementine on Oct 4, 2009 17:36:12 GMT -5
Epsilon pouted when he was put down in the kitchen and sighed before smiling again. "I dunno. Um..." He thought about it for a moment. "Pasta." He said at last. "Pasta sounds good."
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 4, 2009 18:00:50 GMT -5
What kind? Chicken Tetruzinii? Angel hair, Italian sausage?" he asked. "Spaghetti?"
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Post by clementine on Oct 4, 2009 18:04:30 GMT -5
Epislon looked utterly confused. "Spaghetti." He said for that was the only kind he knew about.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 4, 2009 18:18:40 GMT -5
"Okay, I can do spaghetti. With meatballs?" he asked, smiling.
(Speaking of, Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs is adorable movie)
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Post by clementine on Oct 4, 2009 18:52:52 GMT -5
"Yes!" Epsilon crowed happily. "Lots of meatballs. Oh, and garlic bread to." He made a yummy noise, patting his belly.
((Lol. Really? I'll have to check it out.))
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 4, 2009 18:57:39 GMT -5
Darren grinned, setting about the order.
(yes! You should, it's hilarious)
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Post by clementine on Oct 4, 2009 20:31:22 GMT -5
Epsilon sat in one of the chairs, watching Darren with great interest. Soon the kitchen was filled the wonderful smell of spaghetti and Eppi's stomach rumbled in response.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 5, 2009 19:10:01 GMT -5
Darren smiled as he cooked, humming a soft song, not really focusing on anything.
"Dinner's almost ready," he smiled.
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Post by clementine on Oct 5, 2009 20:23:42 GMT -5
"Oh! Praise the Mother!" The Sensaphorian cried in relief. "I'm dieing over here. Do you hear me? Dieing!" Eppi pretended to faint against the table dramatically.
"I'm so glad you cook Darren." The teen added in a more normal voice.
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