Thread 2: AND THEN SHIT HAPPENS (goodncreepy)

[stalkerwithacap]

[aaah, the wonders of waking up with a massive emotional headache.
Gold will just...untangle himself as quietly as he can, throw on some clothes, grab some coffee from yesterday and... sit. At his kitchen table and wonder when he turned into such an idiot (the answer would probably be at 11)]

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[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

[Sigh. He really wanted to be there when N woke up. And seriously, was he that worn out? But it looks like he's not waking up yet so he'll just... go check on the girls (how did they not wake up?) and put something to heat for when N wakes up or Ears stops sulking]

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

[Zorro couldn't take it anymore. Nudging him with his claws now, not his nose the smell of Gold on him pisses him off. N grumbles and groans. He stirs with every nudge...]

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

[Gold will walk in front of the door every now and then to keep an idea of what happens but he won't intrude, even though it makes him frustrated. He knows how close you are... but yeah it hurts being kept out of this when he risked so much]

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

[He will claw the motherfuck out of you if you come in right now. N sits up and rubs his eyes. He also yawns before looking down, a little surprised to see]

Zorro?

[He tilts his head when he sees his displeased expression and bent back ears, so he scratches them.

Zorro doesn't say anything.]

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

[And his heart jumps at the sound of voices from the room, but... forcing himself to stay put.
Let's sit down on a chair. So, so tense]

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

Zorro...
[He's cooing at him, still ruffling his ears and mane. Calming him.]

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

[Not moving. He doesn't even have anything left to occupy himself with. Just feeling like crap and being scared of what N is gonna say now the heat of the moment wore off]

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

Okay, Zorro, we can go home. Help me get my things... [He still has a cooing-like tone of voice. They're shuffling around in there, N's getting dressed]

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

[And he just can't take it anymore so he stands back up and walks towards the door, looking... lost?
He'll still give an unconscious small smile at N, though. But the expression in his eyes won't change]

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

[Zorro's ears fold back again, N's fixing his pants and socks on.]

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

[He won't get in, but his stomach is starting to contract damn painfully now, and it's not helping the pain from the headbutt. All he wants is for N to please just look at him]

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

[His derp is as sturdy as a dam, as well as his OCD tendencies of now putting his shoes on. He does things in an order.

Zorro's looking straight at you, though]

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

[Well then you can probably see that he's damn scared to lose both of you with this. Or not, depending on how occupied by anger and confused by humans you are.
He'll just wait for N to finish. It's not like he has much more to lose]

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

[He looks up with a questioning gaze as he fixes on his upper clothing layers.]

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

_{... Hey.}

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

[Headtilt. What an odd thing to say he thinks] Hey?

[He fixes his sweater on. Then pats Zorro on the head.]

I'm going to go home with Beryl and Zorro now.

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

I...
...
Okay.
[yeah things are starting to sink in and he feels so, so stupid]

hurr my html tags

[goodncreepy.livejournal.com]

Okay.
[He doesn't notice. When he walks by he says.]

Thank you for earlier.

[And Zorro tugs him along. Before he knows it they're gone.]

*patpat*

[stalkerwithacap.livejournal.com]

...
"thank you", huh?
[yeah he's just gonna... chuckle bitterly and sit back down. Well, fuck]