*wandering upstairs, looking for their shy host*

Sora? I know I saw you come up... here...

*spots you playing with a set of lights at the head of your bed, the room dark and making them stand out all the more*

Wow. Neat idea.

*following Ri self-consciously to Sora's house*

I still think he's going to laugh.

Riku, honey? You know, you don't have to keep hiding your friend. Santa told your father and I all about him - and would you believe Santa Claus really does exist? - and how good of a boy he's been cleaning up your room and the house ( Read more... )

*runs up and pounces Ri*

( you mean you two still haven't...? )

*is curled on his side and sleeping on the beach with a potion bottle nearby*

Sora...

*disappears to the treehouse, feeling like he's really screwed up and deserves to be alone*

*poking about in his father's study, trying to figure out how the fireplace works*

...I can't believe I'm still hungry.

Umm, Sora? The braided look really isn't you. Sorry, man.