KAOS-U / Cookies!

[techie_prowess]

The morning dawned bright and clear, a glorious day, as yet unmarred by explosions, mangled corpses, or science gone wrong. Not that Pierce noticed the daylight. He'd been up all night and was now sitting in the kitchen. There was a webwork of wires crawling along his face and head, contact pads looking like little feet all across his skin while he contemplated...a plate of cookies.

These were ideal cookies. Cookies that defined every kids' dream of chocolate chip; large, soft, tempting. The smell alone would make a weaker man tremble at the knee!

And he hadn't touched them yet because he wanted to make sure all the senses were registering properly and that anticipation readings could be taken as well. Was it any wonder he was a little zoned out?

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[sliceitwithwind]

"Ponies are serious business." Braig said with a smile, stroking Dilan's thigh.

Dilan just dipped his head with that little smile that said he knew it was weird, but he liked it anyway.

[mitochondriaaya]

"If it can make us giggle or laugh sometimes it's fun." Maya pointed out easily.

"Even if it's serious fun."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I hope you like it." Dilan murmured, still with the little smile.

Braig said; "Dude, we'll like it...even if only because you do. Okay?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"We are in the demographic," Aya chuckled.

"Yeah, young, female, and with a hidden love of cartoons and happy endings. We'll probably adore it!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Okay." Dilan stood and picked up the rest of the plates, heading over to rinse them and stick them in the dishwasher, "I'm going to start my essay in the living room. I'll have the radio on if anyone wants to join me."

"Let me grab my books, babe, and I'll be right there." Braig agreed.

[mitochondriaaya]

"We'll be down after sparring." Aya added after a moment of thought. A group would be nice.

"Sure, when we hit the books."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Okay." Dilan smiled at them, "I'd like that." then he drifted out to start work on his paper, while Braig headed back to his bookshelf for books.

[mitochondriaaya]

The girls headed upstairs to throw each other around (much to the amusement of Sheeva, who was back on the bed) for a good hour or so. Nevada would skin them if they didn't stay in shape!

Then, after a quick wash, they were both downstairs and lounging on the floor with about five books spreads around them.

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan was crossed-legs at one end of the coffee table, and Braig was sprawled on the couch with a stack of books and a notebook.

It was a nice, low-key way to spend the evening.