DrTrollinski
Don't let the name scare you.
".. I'm okay now, Coden." He whispered to him, smiling as Phil came up and ruffled his head of hair. He smiled shyly at Beth as well, seeing as he hadn't really been around her all that much. She seemed friendly enough, and he'd noticed that she'd been spending a lot of time with Phil over the past couple of days. Was Phil Coden's daddy, or something? Daniel wasn't sure, but he didn't think of asking about it, either. Daniel went back to hugging Coden once he saw Phil making the breakfast. That confirmed that he wouldn't have to get Coden to feed him again. ".. I like it here, too." He added after a long silence. He did enjoy being inside a warm building with people that looked after him. It was kind of like school, in his eyes - even though he hadn't started school yet.
"Ah, that's good." Phil said as he stuck the large bowl of beans into the microwave and flicked it on. There was enough for everyone in there, which was good. A big old Christmas breakfast. Phil was really looking forward to today. Daniel was glad that Coden didn't tell him anything about how he had to help him in the bathroom - that would have been humiliating.
Greg soon came wandering in shortly after waking up and smiled at them all. "Hello, everyone. Happy Christmas." He said, sitting down on the side of the table and then smiling at Coden and Daniel.
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"Yours are good, too!" He grinned and then showed her the completed cards in his collection. His dad's was a simple snowman card, she'd seen Clay's, and Jacob's was a picture of an elf holding a bow and arrow. It was quite suitable. The elf's clothes were colored green, with tinges of yellow and black here and there. There were presents and mini Christmas trees going around the border, just to hint at the fact that it was one of Santa's little helpers. He looked at the card for Keeva for a moment and then thought for a second. "Wait." He said, and then dashed upstairs to his room. He grabbed a nice drawing of an owl he did one time and then ran back to Luna, placing it in front of her. "Put that in Keeva's card." He smiled, warmly. "Then we can go get somethin' to eat." He said.
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"The challenge here's always going to be surviving, Keeva..." He sighed a little and put his whiskey away as he made his way down the metal steps that lead into the building. "At least stay for a little while, until it warms up outside - You know, January time. Please." He begged. ".. I know you might have things to do, but... I think there's people here that'll be upset if you leave any time soon." He explained. He was one of those people, but he didn't tell her that. The smell of beans was sifting through the building, and Clay finally woke up.
"Ah, that's good." Phil said as he stuck the large bowl of beans into the microwave and flicked it on. There was enough for everyone in there, which was good. A big old Christmas breakfast. Phil was really looking forward to today. Daniel was glad that Coden didn't tell him anything about how he had to help him in the bathroom - that would have been humiliating.
Greg soon came wandering in shortly after waking up and smiled at them all. "Hello, everyone. Happy Christmas." He said, sitting down on the side of the table and then smiling at Coden and Daniel.
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"Yours are good, too!" He grinned and then showed her the completed cards in his collection. His dad's was a simple snowman card, she'd seen Clay's, and Jacob's was a picture of an elf holding a bow and arrow. It was quite suitable. The elf's clothes were colored green, with tinges of yellow and black here and there. There were presents and mini Christmas trees going around the border, just to hint at the fact that it was one of Santa's little helpers. He looked at the card for Keeva for a moment and then thought for a second. "Wait." He said, and then dashed upstairs to his room. He grabbed a nice drawing of an owl he did one time and then ran back to Luna, placing it in front of her. "Put that in Keeva's card." He smiled, warmly. "Then we can go get somethin' to eat." He said.
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"The challenge here's always going to be surviving, Keeva..." He sighed a little and put his whiskey away as he made his way down the metal steps that lead into the building. "At least stay for a little while, until it warms up outside - You know, January time. Please." He begged. ".. I know you might have things to do, but... I think there's people here that'll be upset if you leave any time soon." He explained. He was one of those people, but he didn't tell her that. The smell of beans was sifting through the building, and Clay finally woke up.