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Ben Skywalker ([personal profile] momslilassassin) wrote2011-02-12 10:56 am

Room 529 [early morning]

Well, Tahiri and Ben had made it home from the dance last night without any embarrassing detours into the stables (don't ask. Just don't), and Ben was taking advantage of the warmth of sharing a bed to not get up for his early, early morning run.

In fact, he was currently pressing his luck and was trying to take more than his fair share of the covers.

[OOC: For Tahiri, then a small one, and great SP justice.]
weetuskenraider: (Lying Down)

[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-12 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't even think about it, Ben Skywalker," Tahiri mumbled, hanging onto her share of the covers in a stubborn, if sleepy, way.
weetuskenraider: (Orly?)

[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-12 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'd be colder if I kicked you out of the bed," Tahiri pointed out, scooting closer to him. "I'd rather not have to do that."
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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-12 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"But it would be funny," Tahiri said mildly, ducking her head to nuzzle at his shoulder. "Not terribly nice of me, though. Mmm . . . morning. Does it have to be morning?"
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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-12 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"And then you'd sleep for the next week, recovering from it." Tahiri squirmed over to sprawl out on top of him, grinning mischievously. "Though there's less disastrous things to spend a week recovering from, if you ask me."
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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-12 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, please don't tell me I actually have to explain to you," Tahiri laughed. "Honestly, Ben, I couldn't spell it out any more clearly than I am right now."

Or, well, she could, but saying things like that seemed to be inviting trouble.

[identity profile] skycrawlers.livejournal.com 2011-02-12 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Trouble like the kind knocking on the door, maybe?

If either of them thought to reach out in the Force, they'd recognize that presence.

"Mom! Dad!" King yelled from the hallway. "Wake up wake up it's not too early for ice cream!"
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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-13 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not prom yet!" Tahiri blurted out, because she definitely recognized King's Force presence.
weetuskenraider: (Um WHOA)

[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-14 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
Tahiri -- growling frantic-sounding things in Tusken -- desperately waved a hand at her dresser, sending several tunics and a pair of pants flying across the room at them.

"Really slowly," she added, almost falling out of bed as she scrambled off of Ben (and she'd just worked up the nerve to do some interesting new things) and up to get dressed.

"One, two, six," King was yelling from outside the door.

[identity profile] skycrawlers.livejournal.com 2011-02-14 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
King's sigh was practically audible from the hallway, but he also wasn't above projecting his impatience at his parents in the Force.

"Three, four, five," he resumed, sounding more than a little sulky about it. "Daaaaaaaaaaddy, c'mon, I want ice cream!"

[identity profile] skycrawlers.livejournal.com 2011-02-14 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
There was a long pause in the counting -- so good work there, Ben -- then:

"You've never made that rule up before, Daddy. Six-seven-eight . . .!"
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[personal profile] weetuskenraider 2011-02-14 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a really interesting look," Tahiri had to comment about her pants, but she'd struggled into a clean tunic and was really not making a good accounting of herself, coordination-wise, trying to get her pants on. (They fit her better than they would Ben, of course.) "Hang on, King, we'll be right there!"

"Nine-ten-eleven-twelve . . ." Luckily he had to stop for breath there, but he was rattling at the doorknob.

[identity profile] skycrawlers.livejournal.com 2011-02-14 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"There's monkeys?" King squealed, and it was a good thing he hadn't learned how to pick locks yet. "I wanna see the monkeys!"

[identity profile] skycrawlers.livejournal.com 2011-02-14 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
That bought them a few more seconds to get dressed, at least.

"But I don't wanna get kidnapped, Daddy."

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