"I don't always get a stomach ache," Kotetsu grumbled, but it was hard to be adamant about something that was so woefully true. Too much sugar before bed gave him really bad stomach pains in the night, and like hell was he in a good mood by the morning! Now even his partner was stepping down from their lofty goal.
"Well, what're we gonna do with it?" he whined, wallowing all over the back of his chair. He was lucky the sturdy piece of wood didn't snap right in half from those dangerous levels of petulance. "I'm not throwing it out! It cost way too much to just toss!" What to do? This was a hard one! With a huff, he threw himself dramatically onto the table. His dark arms splayed over the lacquered top, taking up as much space as they could.
In the silence--Well, it was hard to call it silence when there was a constant groaning sound emanating from the head on the table--he finally popped back up with a look. A look of utter genius! Aha!
"I got it!" Kotetsu shot up like a bullet ad rounded the kitchen to the big bay window carved out of the bark. "Doesn't this thing open?!" Okay, a little bit more elbow grease. Another hard shove and the window popped open.
"Hey! Heeey!" Leaning out of the window, he wrenched his head back and forth trying to remember which tree was the kid's. "Jack! You home? Hey! You want cake?"
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"Well, what're we gonna do with it?" he whined, wallowing all over the back of his chair. He was lucky the sturdy piece of wood didn't snap right in half from those dangerous levels of petulance. "I'm not throwing it out! It cost way too much to just toss!" What to do? This was a hard one! With a huff, he threw himself dramatically onto the table. His dark arms splayed over the lacquered top, taking up as much space as they could.
In the silence--Well, it was hard to call it silence when there was a constant groaning sound emanating from the head on the table--he finally popped back up with a look. A look of utter genius! Aha!
"I got it!" Kotetsu shot up like a bullet ad rounded the kitchen to the big bay window carved out of the bark. "Doesn't this thing open?!" Okay, a little bit more elbow grease. Another hard shove and the window popped open.
"Hey! Heeey!" Leaning out of the window, he wrenched his head back and forth trying to remember which tree was the kid's. "Jack! You home? Hey! You want cake?"