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[whatdeheckisdat]

Who: demonkingdhaos , lostinmyway , and xelhes goldenfirefly filial_guardian lookinforlight (Fenimore, Stella, Walter, Norma)
What: Dhaos' mallynap effect wears off. Uh-oh.
When: Morning of the ninth!
Where: House 34
Summary: Dhaos' kidnapping effect wears off, transforming him from a child into an adult. This, unfortunately, places him in a rather compromising situation. Grune's not helping.
Rating: ...PG >>;

The day before, Grune had invited the young Dhaos to sleep in her bed with her. Though rather reluctant to do so given that they had not known each other very long (and sharing a bed was for babies), the prince was, for one, not accustomed to sleeping on the couch, and for another, rather lonely and taken with Miss Grune. So eventually he agreed.

Unfortunately, Dhaos' kidnapping effect chose that night to wear off, and he is now lying in bed, next to Grune, stark naked.

Better hope he wakes up first.

[OOC: Prose or comment spam, whatever works! Everyone else can jump in whenever they want, muahahaha.]

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[whatdeheckisdat]

[Even in his sleep, Dhaos can feel that something is... wrong. It's been a while since he's slept in a proper bed-- a long while-- and even unconscious it feels strange. There are some vague thoughts along the lines of 'how did I get here,' but his mind is too clouded for anything much deeper than that.

In this fog, he does manage to notice that there's something in the bed with him. Someone. So Dhaos mumbles something under his breath as his mind is slowly brought back to consciousness...]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune, on the other hand, is nowhere near waking up. She just keeps on cuddling up to him. She's so nice and warm and cozy right now….]

1/2

[whatdeheckisdat]

[...Something is wrong. Returning first are the memories of his month-long stay in some rebel Malnosso laboratory-- muddled and unclear, and just plain not there after several days... Two weeks? Three? It doesn't matter. But Dhaos is definitely not there anymore.

Dhaos opens his eyes before he has the presence of mind to think about where exactly he is, and spends several seconds staring sleepily at the woman curled up next to him. He's pretty sure he knows her.]

2/2

[whatdeheckisdat]

What--?!

[Why is he in bed with Grune again?!

Just wait. He hasn't noticed his state of dress yet.]

[lostinmyway]

[Such a simple exclamation is nowhere near enough to wake up Grune. In fact, if anything, she snuggles in closer.]

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[whatdeheckisdat]

[FFFFFFF. Grune. Why is it always Grune? And why did she always insist on making things even more awkward?]

Grune!

[Just loud enough to get her attention, hopefully. Dhaos then tries to inch away from her grip. Won't be long now...]

XD *pats you* *and my inbox*

[lostinmyway]

[That indeed does get her attention. Is someone calling her name? The voice sounds familiar.

She opens her eyes, blinks...and beams.] Dhaos! You're back!

[Overjoyed, she throws her arms around him. No "Why are you in my bed?", no "Where's the other Dhaos?".

Instead, it's a beautiful woman, delighted to see you and hugging you close. In her bed.]

SORRY SORRY SORRY T__T

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Grune. Grune. Now is not the time. They are in the same bed together, Grune is wearing little more than a loose nightgown and Dhaos is--

Dhaos is...

...

Perhaps someday the fates would smile down on Dhaos and finally bestow upon him something vaguely resembling fortune and mercy. But unfortunately, today is not that day. Dhaos' thoughts quickly turn from 'why am I in bed with Grune' to 'gods above why' as he attempts to carefully pull her off without... revealing anything. Or turning red. He may be failing at the second for once, but he has no way to check.]

It's okay! Don't worry! <3

[lostinmyway]

[Grune pulls back, but keeps her arms around him loosely, smiling all the while.]

I'm glad you're home. I made sure to keep your apartment nice and neat for you, so it would feel good to come back.

*__*

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Dhaos is used to being in a woman's arms. He had had a girlfriend. That is nothing new.

Dhaos is not used to being in a woman's arms while wearing absolutely nothing. Or indeed, being in a woman's presence while she was wearing very little. One of those alone would probably be enough to get a rare moment of visible mortification out of him. He looks away, as if that would somehow make this less embarrassing.]

...

[For once, it's not that he doesn't want to talk. It's that he doesn't know what to say. Or what to say first, rather. It rarely mattered with Grune, but... Gods above, why. Excuse him while he tries to think of a way out of this...]

[lostinmyway]

[Dhaos isn't saying much....

She gives him a confused look.] Is something the matter?

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Everything is the matter.]

Grune--

[Breathe, Dhaos. Think.]

...Please let go of me.

[lostinmyway]

[This does not help with her confusion, but fortunately for Dhaos, she obeys his request.] All right.

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Alright. Good. She let go.

...Now what?

...Dhaos really has no idea what to do. He sits up carefully (making sure to pull the covers up a safe distance as he does) and reaches up to rub his temple, something he hasn't done in a while. This whole thing is... what even is this? Give him a moment to clear his mind. Or don't, maybe.]

[lostinmyway]

[Grune sits up as well, not bothering about the sheets or worrying about whether she's covered, or anything else most people might do.

Instead, she asks:] I wonder what we should have for breakfast.

[whatdeheckisdat]

[...Pffffft. Grune. Grune, why.]

...I need clothes. [She needs clothes. Hopefully pointing this out isn't a huge mistake.]

[lostinmyway]

[Automatic reaction: take a look.] Oh, do you?

[whatdeheckisdat]

[FFFFFF. This is quickly becoming even more ridiculous than it already was, and that was no mean feat. Dhaos... discreetly pulls the covers closer.]

...Yes.

[lostinmyway]

Oh. All right. [...And it's about at this point that Norma pokes her head in. Oh my.]