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pullsneedles) wrote2010-11-26 03:52 pm
pullsneedles) wrote2010-11-26 03:52 pm
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The house is nice and clean and there's cider simmering on the stove. The table has a small buffet setup with curry and make-your-own-riceballs.
With how cozy the house is, it'd be hard to guess that four people could have ever lived comfortably here, especially when two of them were young boys. There's a big bed with a blue pillow and a dresser with a mirror, a scrap of red cloth, and a little blue shoe.
Outside, Wess, Lighter, and Fuel are all waiting with Boney and the sheep. There's a fence, a doghouse, and a small stable.
Each person is easy to tell from the others. Wess is clearly the oldest, somewhat short with white, sparse hair. Lighter is tall and muscular, stubble on his chin and a 2x4 on his shoulder. Fuel looks to be about the same size as Lucas, the light still in his young eyes. All three are bundled up, with Fuel running around with Boney.
"Welcome to my house," Lucas says as he brings everybody in.
With how cozy the house is, it'd be hard to guess that four people could have ever lived comfortably here, especially when two of them were young boys. There's a big bed with a blue pillow and a dresser with a mirror, a scrap of red cloth, and a little blue shoe.
Outside, Wess, Lighter, and Fuel are all waiting with Boney and the sheep. There's a fence, a doghouse, and a small stable.
Each person is easy to tell from the others. Wess is clearly the oldest, somewhat short with white, sparse hair. Lighter is tall and muscular, stubble on his chin and a 2x4 on his shoulder. Fuel looks to be about the same size as Lucas, the light still in his young eyes. All three are bundled up, with Fuel running around with Boney.
"Welcome to my house," Lucas says as he brings everybody in.
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"So, hey. Lucas told me about these things people are getting around here called... Happy Boxes? What's up with those?"
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"At least some use came of it," Wess adds before taking a drink of cider.
"I don't get it," Fuel comments. "I mean, we're plenty happy, aren't we, Dad?"
"I think so, too, Fuel," Lighter tells his son.
"I think I'm happy," Lucas speaks up.
Fuel smiles at this but Lighter and Wess have more muted expressions.
"I mean, even knowin' everything that's happened, I guess I'm happy," our host adds.
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Enzo tries to make it clear from his tone that this is not with a view to getting one.
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Fuel doesn't get the subtleties of tone and he asks, "Whacha gonna do with it?"
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"We could ask Mr. Abbot and Mrs. Abbey," Lucas suggets. "Or maybe Mister Isaac if he's home."
"He should be home," Lighter confirms. "And probably closer, too."
"Are you going to see him on the way to seeing your mom?" Wess asks.
"Yeah, I think so," Lucas answers.
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That settled, he applies himself to a very large bowl of curry.