... where did everyone go?

[windandwater]

Went to Circuit City and came back, as my ovaries are saying "RAAAAAAAAAAWR" very loudly and it's rather painful and sitracting. Currently munching on french bread pizza. I passed my parents on JFK, and later called them when I got to Circuit City, since someone called my cell but I didn't recognize the number.

Anyway, Circuit City FINALLY had the ink/paper cartridge thingies we need for the photo printer we have (got it with mom's digital camera), so I called to get the printer model number from her. Luckily, I managed to talk to a sales person since the rack was empty but the price label was still there. There were more of the ink/paper sets in another aisle and I snatched up the next to last one. Whoo! \o/ Also got 300 and the special postcards. Hahaha.

But once I got home, my parents were gone again. >_>;; Hmph.

Now I'm going to eat, digest, hope it doesn't all come back up, and then see if I can get on Trickster, since the wireless is working right now. Wish me luck.

Comments

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

GO RIRI YOU CAN GET 'IM!

*haha, that thing has already scrambled out of the way*

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he snarls under his breath and gives chase, trying to land a hit whenever he sees those eyes glowing, but dammit it's fast!*

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*wouldn't you run fast if someone was chasing you with a sword?*

GET 'IM! GET 'IM!

*squeals as something half his size with a shimmery shape to it brushes by him, but still in the room*

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*yes, but that's not the point; he can't let a heartless hurt the chibi, so it must die*

*and when Riku squeals, Ri is there in a flash to block any attack, jumping up high to smash Soul Eater into the heartless as it crawls on the wall*

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*squeals again and ducks down out of your way, covering his head with his arms, his eyes shut so tight he doesn't notice that the light has suddenly come back to the room*

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*lands on his feet, very pleased that he got it this time, and turns to you*

It's okay, chibi. I got rid of it.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*peeks first, then springs up to wrap his arms around you, tugging down your pants in his effort to climb up into your arms*

That was so cool!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*makes Soul Eater disappear, hauling you up against his chest with one arm, and hauling his pants back up with his free hand*

You should've told me about it sooner though, chibi.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*wraps his arms around your neck in a tight, excited hug*

Well before I didn't know it was really real. Then I saw it but then I forgot.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*carries you back to the bedroom, patting your back*

Still, chibi. You know you have to tell me about weird things you see, so you don't get hurt.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*yawns widely, resting his head on your shoulder, and pouts up at you*

I'll remember next time! ...Are you mad?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*settles you back into bed*

I'm not mad, chibi. Just try and remember, okay? I'd be very sad if you got hurt.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*snuggles into your blankets, relieved, and trying not to show how sleepy he is now after all that excitement*

I'll try. Next time I see one I'll tell you right away!

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

That's a good boy.

*gives you a kiss on the cheek and pets your hair to help soothe you and get you more sleepy*

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*tries his best to keep his eyes open, and makes grabby hands at you, wanting you in the bed too*

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*chuckles a little, and gets under the covers with you then, cuddling you*

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*uses your arm for a pillow, smiling up at you sleepily*

Love you, Riri.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*smiles back happily and gives you another kiss*

Goodnight, chibi.

[boy-of-twilight.livejournal.com]

*finally closes his eyes, snoring softly, the little smile still on his lips*