He came back into the living
room, brushing his hair out of his eyes and let out a sigh.
"Well... There goes the bacon. Unless you guys like the taste of
charcoal, that is." he said. "On a bit of a better note, breakfast
is done if you're feeling hungry." He sat down near the couch. "...
wait a minute." He said, seeming to realize something. "I made all
of that food and I can't actually eat any of it. God d**n it... Eh,
at least I have the coffee." He added.
Glich:.. I’m not hungry... *you continued to cough while wiping the
substance off every time*
KID:.. how come you can’t eat any of it?
*The skitmin secretly grabbed a sausage and ran*
"It's not that I can't eat
it... I'll just get sick if I do. So far the only thing I know that
won't make me sick is coffee. And I keep forgetting the things I
can't have. It also doesn't help that I enjoy cooking." He
explained.
I feel like my profile is accurate in
representing his mood right now. *Gasp* What if I made sprites of
Lu!!! And used them in a game-esque style!?
"I'll throw up, or end up
having to stay in bed for a few days. It depends on what and how
much I ate. Truth be told it doesn't stop me from nabbing a sweet
every now and then though." He said with a small chuckle.
My name is cat, I am a theef, I hold
the foods, between my teef. When man is gone, myself I please, I
hop above and steal the feast.
*Glich started to giggle a bit, seeming as if it’s cheering them
up. Despite of still being in pain*
Glich:heh.. if I was you, I would probably hide the
sausages....
*The skitmin returns and grab another sausage, probably they are
storing them somewhere*
*The skitmin panics and ran into the kitchen, grab a sausage and
make a break for it*
Glich:... will it get sick if it eat meat? I know it part plant
part cat... but will it?
no matter what you do... they
end up taking a sausage
He was tempted to chase it, but
decided against that, figuring that it would only serve to make the
situation worse. "I'm not sure. I gave it some mashed up sausage
earlier when you where out cold and it seems to be fine. It might
be interesting if it doesn't though."He said, leaning back against
the wall watching the Skitmin patter off to wherever it was hiding
the stolen food.
He felt fine, but there was a familiar twinge eating at him. It
wasn't exactly his curse per say, but it was definitely something
just as dark, if not worse. This darkness seemed to be leaking into
his thoughts, though for the most part they were still
normal.
*Glich got off the couch, they were wobbly but they could
stand.*
Glich:I think my legs can support me now... but magic is still
temporary down.. imma... go to my room...
*Glich started to walk slowly, trying to not rush themselves
otherwise they will fall*
oof I might sleep earlier since I only
slept for 3 hours...
He clicked his tongue, looking
around the room for possible hiding places. Checking behind
bookshelves, dressers, his desk, up on shelves. Finally he only had
two places left to look, the closet, and underneath the
bed.
*The skitmin tries to push the sausages into one pile before one
rolled away. The try to catch it but it rolled out under the bed.
The skitmin is screwed*
Lu saw the sausage roll out
from under the bed. He paused, having been ready to check the
closet, and turned, picking up the sausage. "Ah.... So that's where
you are..." he said, setting the sausage on it's food dish and
kneeling down to look underneath his bed. 'Mangy f-ing cat... I
swear if I see more than two under there I'm snipping off that
flower of yours.' he thought to himself, letting out a
growl.
"Tch... FOUR!? What's a
small thing like you going to do with four sausages!?" He asked,
reaching underneath the bed for either you, or the food. 'I
swear when I get my hands on you...'