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 Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 1:08 am
Yay! She agreed to eat food with him and then Hel's text sort of interrupted their moment for the time being as he let Freya respond. Kettil had done something both wonderful and terrible by putting her on his phone plan. It was evidenced by Hel's text sent toward him after Freya had gotten hers.
The boil pursed his lips a bit thoughtfully.
No. He'd take his punishment like a man next time he saw Hel. He sent the dark skinned Valkyrie a short text: Quote: TO: Hel FROM: Kettil Sorry. Not my fault my ghoul is an excitable, precious thing. If it makes you feel better, you can beat up on me at the gym or something.
Kettil leaned and kissed her smiling lips before he moved to stand up on to his feet, "Up we go. You hungry for anything special?"
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 1:19 am
When Kettil stood, Freya wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him like a backpack, refusing to walk on her own two feet. "No, I will eats whatever yeh makes me. I didn't even knows I was hungry until when yeh says it. Anything is fine. I am thirsty too.. I wants something frooty. Does we has any of those little squeeze juice bottles with the twist top that yeh goes nnngghhh-" She mimed out the intricate twisting of a squeeze juice plastic top removal, and almost fell off of Kettil in the process.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 1:26 am
Kettil was quick to hold onto her of course so she didn't fall as she gestured about, while not seeming to mind that she was clinging on to him. This was something that was just part of his life now, his fiancée was part koala. He moved to the kitchen with a small hum, "I did do some shoppin' the other day. I do believe I picked up some things like that."
That was one major change to his pretty much living in Freya's dorm room: he made sure her kitchen was stocked with food and at the very least bought in a small stovetop for whenever he needed to cook something for the both of them.
Opening the small fridge he managed to, with one hand, got out one of those juice boxes for her. "Hmm, maybe breakfast for dinner?"
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 1:36 am
"Aiiyaaaaaaa, squeezie juice!" She squealed, plucking the little plastic tube out of his hand and twisting the top open. She sucked on the squeeze bottle noisily, her wide eyes focused on him as he discussed what he considered making. Breakfast for dinner sounded fine to her, so she shrugged non-committally and nodded as she sucked.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 1:41 am
Kettil just smirked at her mostly non-committal response. There was only a shift of his body as he tilted himself to where he could more easily get at the small carton of eggs, lean bacon, and that was about it. Each thing was placed on the counter for the time being.
He wondered briefly if he could honestly cook with her latched on to him like this.
"How you want your eggs?" He asked casually as she busily enjoyed the juice.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 2:10 am
He wouldn't have to worry about it any longer. As soon as he said eggs, Freya slumped down off of his body, landing on her feet, and her shoulders sagged unhappily.
"Eeegggs." She whined, clearly unhappy about his choice in breakfast food. "Can't we just has toast and bacon and maybe pancakes, not eeeeeeeeeeggs.."
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 2:13 am
"Oooh~, now we have opinions." He teased gently as he leaned and kissed her cheek. "Fine. Fine. We still need the eggs. Go get the milk."
Kettil suddenly switched gears just like that and got out a bowl and other ingredients out to mix up the pancakes.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 3:05 am
Freya let out a dramatic little sob, and crawled away to pull the milk out of the mini fridge. At least she was getting what she wanted.. even if he was still adamant about making eggs. He could just eat them all - but she'd still have to smell them.. ugh. She pulled out another squeezee juice, and after placing the milk on the counter, twisted the cap off and overly-noisily sucked the juice out. In fact, one might say it was obnoxiously noisy of her. As she did this, she used one hand to start texting on her phone. kurotomato Text to: RenLOL GUESS WHAT I HAVE UNLIMITED TEXTING NOW whats up
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 3:34 am
Kettil rolled his eyes at her display, "Shhh, and let me cook, woman. I know what I'm duu'in."
He either did that on purpose or on accident because he hangs out with her too much.
The boil then focused putting the batter for the pancakes together. Only one egg went in and he shot her a sort of look as if challenging her to question his cooking prowess.
But she was busy texting. Good.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 3:42 am
AyeAvast Text to: BellasexyBELLA GUESS WHAT I have so much to tell you omg I cant even begin ti start I mean I haveu nlimited texting but it would just be too much She looked up after her millionth text, and tilted her head at the pancake batter. Was that what the eggs were for? Well, that was okay then... as if she knew how things were made. She just gave him a happy grin when she realized he wasn't making eggs, and then went back to texting. While still typing, she turned away and walked back to her couch, her foot smacking on it and her body tumbling down into it - but it wasn't a mistake, because she didn't stop texting for a second.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 3:47 am
He snapped his teeth at the air as she walked away as if to threaten to bite her again later. Kettil would, it was no empty promise.
Kettil was soon too busy cooking and not plotting ways to get at Freya.
It didn't take long before the scent of bacon hit the air and the sizzling filled the room. Kettil quietly sang as he cooked because he had nothing to say for the moment as he simply took in the moment of peace between them. He was happy.
When everything was near done he got out the plates and he started arranging the food and drizzling the pancakes with a light syrup before he brought everything out to Freya.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 10:13 pm
Freya heard the plates and it was her call to attention. She snapped her phone shut and stood up, but as soon as she saw the syrup she made the most pathetic, childish face, and stomped on the floor.
"Aaaagughghhghghghghg whyyyy syruupp is faaaattteninngggg..."
She sounded like she was melting.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 10:16 pm
He sort of stared at her and gave her a look of 'honestly, you think I didn't think of that'?
"Not this syrruuup," he whined back at her and did his own little stomp. "I made sure it was non-fattening. Besides it is only fattening if you drown your pancakes in it and drink it like water."
Seriously. She acted like it was going to latch onto her body in globs of fat.
"Besides we can always work the food off," he replied.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 10:30 pm
Gasp, non fattening syrup? Freya's eyes lit up and stared at Kettil as if he was the most beautiful thing in the world. And yet, just as suddenly, he was making comments that made her stare at him like a piece of meat. She was having emotional whiplash, for crying out loud.
"Well, good." She murmured carefully, moving over to stick her finger in the syrup (and through the pancakes.. they were soft and squishy and looked like they needed to be poked.) and licking it off. "Is yummy!" She announced, running her finger down the line of syrup again and holding it out to him. "Says aaaaaaahhhh."
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 10:35 pm
The first stare made him chuckle a bit, "Y'really think I'd stuff your fridge and pantry full of food you'd not be able to keep down or eat? Silly ghoul." The second look resulted in him winking at her because that is what Kettils liked to do.
Flirt.
And flirting with Freya meant no holds barred.
He leaned and enveloped her finger with his lips and gently sucked away the syrupy residue. Kettil was even slower to let go of the finger. Kettil stared at her the entire time. When her finger was no longer in his mouth he announced, "That is pretty tasty!"
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