Post by The Swift Scout on Feb 17, 2013 21:27:40 GMT -5
Teemo sighs and gets off the floor, walking over to Rumble. He puts a hand on the other yordle's shoulder and tries to give him as sincere an expression as he can muster.
"I just want to make sure you're comfortable, okay? And not because I like you, but because you're my guest and you're a friend. I can make sacrifices like this no problem, alright?"
The scout hugs his friend, letting it hang there for a moment before backing out and nodding to the mechanic.
Post by The Swift Scout on Feb 17, 2013 22:43:36 GMT -5
Teemo's expression dulls a little and he raises a hand slowly in Rumble's direction, almost apologetically. He sighs through his words.
"Yeah... gnight..."
The scout goes over to the closet, moving to one of the bottom shelves and pulling a blanket out of one of the boxes. He wraps himself up and lays down on the floor, using a pillow he found in the closet as well. For a while he just stared dismally into the space in front of him, feeling more lonely than ever before finally falling asleep.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Feb 17, 2013 22:51:40 GMT -5
Rumble didn't take a second glance back at Teemo as he dragged himself back to the bed. Rumble draped the sheets over him and closed his eyes. For a minute, Rumble actually slightly thought about Teemo for a moment and wondered if Teemo could actually sleep comfortably on the floor, but he shrugged it off and decided not to worry about him anymore. In a few minutes, he fell into a peaceful and restful sleep.
Post by The Swift Scout on Feb 17, 2013 23:07:24 GMT -5
Jan. 31, 23 CLE
((Since we're still continuing this little story I'd figure I'd keep it on the same thread, but after this we'll have to make new ones.))
It was 7:00 A.M. when Teemo creaked his eyes open. His back hurt and his eyes were sore, and he most certainly hadn't had a very good night's sleep. He may have had much worse nights out in the field, but normally he didn't have to deal with similar conditions at home. The scout yawns softly and gets up, leaving his blanket and pillow on the floor in a heap and entering the kitchen. He holds a stony, depressed, tired expression as he pulls out a pan and begins to cook some bacon and eggs, two slices of toast already being toasted. Everything he did seemed to show off that he was deep in thought, still troubled by whatever was on his mind.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Feb 18, 2013 4:08:13 GMT -5
((Okie dokes.))
Rumble was still snoozing in the bed when Teemo woke up. He wasn't dreaming about Tristana again, which meant he wasn't unconsciously talking about excessively embarrassing things that could be overheard by Teemo.
It wasn't much later after Teemo cooked breakfast that Rumble started to wake up. The sound of sizzling bacon and eggs was enough to lure the mechanic out of sleep. Rumble yawned and rubbed his eyes. He wasn't used to waking up as early as Teemo did. Rumble slugged himself out of bed and dragged himself over to the kitchen, forgetting to put on his shirt on the way.
"Boy, does that smell good," he yawned. "What are you cooking up, Tee?"
Post by The Swift Scout on Feb 18, 2013 8:01:30 GMT -5
Teemo blinks and turns his head a little in Rumble's direction. He'd at least put his pants back on.
"Just some bacon and eggs with honey toast on the side. Nothing special."
The scout returns his attention to the food, doing his best to clear his head and bring his focus away from the mechanic. It was entirely new to him to have his mind so wrapped around one person, but that's probably because he's never spent so much time with someone before.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Feb 18, 2013 17:45:12 GMT -5
Rumble yawns again and rubs his eyes. He starts making his way through the door and back to the bed. "Mmph, well, I'm gonna try to catch a little bit more sleep. Wake me up when you're done with brekky, 'kay?"
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Feb 18, 2013 18:12:33 GMT -5
Rumble, who didn't take notice of Teemo's depressed voice, merely hops back onto the bed and wraps the sheets around him. He falls back into a short sleep within a minute, not bearing any other thoughts in his mind right now.
Post by The Swift Scout on Feb 18, 2013 18:37:09 GMT -5
Teemo was a decent cook when it came to the basics, and the breakfast was done in a few minutes. He arranges half on a plate and carries it to the bedroom, placing it on the end table next to the bed. The scout seats himself next to Rumble and brushes a hand down the mechanic's arm slowly, almost sadly.
Post by The Swift Scout on Feb 18, 2013 19:47:27 GMT -5
Teemo blushes a bit, but doesn't really care to notice. He nods to Rumble and stands, his hand slipping off of the other yordle's shoulder.
"Yeah, uh... enjoy."
The scout quickly but casually exits the room and returns to the kitchen where he seats himself and starts eating his breakfast slowly. It takes him a minute to realize he hadn't offered any drinks, but soon he's rummaging through the fridge for something more... non-alcoholic. Most of what was in there was honey mead, which was concerning him for only the first time in his life.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Feb 18, 2013 20:11:27 GMT -5
Rumble takes a fork and spears the bacon first. He munches on the bacon and cuts up the eggs and eats them next. When he's half-done with his breakfast, Rumble swallows and hollers over to Teemo.
"Hey, you're actually real good at this cooking business! These eggs are great, y'know!"
He continues to spear his food and munch on his breakfast eagerly.
Post by The Swift Scout on Feb 18, 2013 20:37:58 GMT -5
Teemo looks up from the fridge, turning to the bedroom a little. A small smile forms on his lips and he says 'Thanks', though it probably wouldn't be heard from the bedroom. The scout returns to raiding the fridge, finally finding some cider in the back. He quickly pulls it out and pours some in a cup before bringing it into the bedroom and placing it on the end table.
"Sorry about that. I forgot your drink. I'll just be out here if you need something."
He quickly leaves the room again, returning to his morning meal with his own glass of cider. Rumble was still taking up the majority of his thoughts but he was beating them back one by one in his mind.
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