[netbook] soups that could make you forgive your father

[eidxiety]

Hiii it's Ain!! I have the flu or something haha. I didn't know I could get sick :O

How do you make soup? It's vegetables in water and then you put it in the oven at 500, right?

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[eidxiety]

[And so they will eat in relative peace as Dachie continues to Perceive them both, barks one last time, crouches low... and zips into the room, running in wide arcs around the duo while owldog-shrieking the entire time. BARK BARK BARK BARK he says. BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK.

Then he stops, still stanced up and wet.

He looks at Wolfwood with his head-empty no-thoughts lookin' eyes.

And he begins to shake himself dry. Downfeathers go flying. Water sprays the both of them, but especially Wolfwood. Dachie fluffs up ten sizes afterwards and immediately sits on the corner of one of the blankets like :> ]

[lupusxylem]

[Why. Why are you like this.

Wolfwood tries to shield his face with his arm, but it only does so much to stop the deluge of water he's been sprayed with. This is Angelina behavior, he should NOT be surprised, and yet here he sits...wet and frowning.

And now Dachie is loafed on the edge of the blanket, staring at him.]

You pleased with yerself?

[eidxiety]

[Dachie looks at Wolfwood and slow blinks, then does the happy owldog eyes closed that looks like he's going ^^ at him. So yes. He is.]

Haha, sorry... He likes you, I promise.

[lupusxylem]

I can see that...

[SIGHING...he'll use one of the edges of the blankets to wipe his face and arms off.

Then...he'll reach over and sort of gently roll Dachie over onto his side, scratching his nails into his belly.]

You're a lil shit, just like Angelina.

[eidxiety]

[Dachie is simply overjoyed with belly rubs and flattens himself into the blankets immediately. He smells like wet bird.

He will fall asleep like this.]

Aww, but he's so cute, right? [Dachie simply huffs. He is adorable. Thank you.] Haha, I'm sure he wants to play with her and Unci again.

[As it is, he usually likes to play with Zinnia, but she is small and fat and lazy and does not want to fly around. She wants to perch on a shelf and coo.]

[lupusxylem]

Yeah, he's cute...which is prolly why he thinks he can get away with bein' a little shit.

[But this is like, basically every animal ever, he's pretty sure. God, look at this wet bird. Significantly less wet of course now that he's sprayed everything around him with water.]