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

[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.]

Edited 2011-08-09 19:57 (UTC)

[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.

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

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

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

[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.

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