Early Saturday Morning, Suite 518/520

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe opened her eyes and was very careful not to move. 'Nders was holding on to both her and Cole and it would be frown-causing if she woke them up. She didn't want to make them frown. Frowning meant you was in big trouble.

But... but...

She was thirsty!

She closed her eyes, trying to pretend she was asleep in hopes that thrsty would go away.

It didn't.

She opened her eyes again. She had her arms around Cole like he was a teddy bear and tried to very carefiully move her arms so she didn't wake him. Of course, being four meant that she just kind of let go and tried to move away to sit up.

"Thirsty." She said as she tried to disentangle herself from 'Nders and Cole. "You guys stay asleep." She whispered in a rather loud whisper. "'M thirsty. Be right back."



[[OOC: For the occupants]]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Get me something too," mumbled Anders, starting to reluctantly move his arm to let her up.

And slowly processing that something was Wrong.

Namely, the boyfriend and girlfriend he was hanging on to seemed a lot . . . smaller.

He cracked one eye open. There was still glitter all over the bed, and . . .

"Oh, lords, this is happening again?"

[sensethevisions]

"Morning, 'Nders!" Phoebe beamed at him. "Thirsty!"

She scrambled to try and get off of the bed, landing with a thud and a giggle. "Ow!"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders rubbed a hand over his face, grateful for the fact that he was clothed thanks to the smoke break that he and Bel had taken last night. "Hi, Phoebe," he said weakly. "You okay?"

[sensethevisions]

A little face peered over the bed. "Uh huh. But I can't reach the water bottle. It keeps rolling further under the bed."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders was about to get up and help her get the water bottle, when Bel started snuggling him (http://future-visions.livejournal.com/93544.html?thread=2093160#t2093160) . . .

[demonbelthazor]

Bel yawned and snuggled closer to Anders. "Don't wanna get up," he mumbled sleepily.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

And this was definitely weird. Bel was never this snuggly.

Anders felt a brief flash of irritation at the unfairness of the world that Bel would be extra snuggly at a time when SNUGGLING WAS THE ABSOLUTE LIMIT.

He got over it pretty quickly, though, because awwwwwwwwww wee snuggly boyfriend. "No getting up. "Saturdays are for sleeping in."

[sensethevisions]

"Morning, Cole," came a wee voice from under the bed and the sound of a glass bottle rolling along the floor.

[demonbelthazor]

"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Phoebe," Bel said, scrambling over Anders to the side of the bed and peering down.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe beamed at him up at him through the hair in her eyes. "Cole... the water bottle keeps going away and kitties won't let me have it and I'm thirsty. Make S'rfim give it back, pretty please?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders rolled over onto his stomach and squirmed sideways to peer under the bed, his eyes going wide when he figured out what was going on. "Um, Phoebe? I don't think that's a -- why don't I go to the kitchen and get you something cold to drink, huh?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel slid down to the foor and peered under the bed. "What is it?" he said.

[sensethevisions]

"Water," Phoebe nodded. "Same amount of letters and everything. Looks like water but kitties won't let me have it."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

. . .

Bwuh-oh.

"Okay!" Anders said loudly, scrambling out of bed. "If I promise to make cupcakes, do you guys want milk instead of water?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel conjured a wee fireball. "I can scare them away," he said.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Phoebe beamed and then kissed Cole's cheek. "Yay!" She bounced up and down happily, then started twirling around.

"Okay then." Anders ruffled her hair, amused even though he was kind of flailing like crazy inside. "Come on, to the kitchen."

[demonbelthazor]

"I can help bake with fiiiiiiirebaaaaaaaalllllls!" Bel said, bounding into the kitchen.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe squealed in glee and followed Cole into the kitched. "Yay fireballs!" She clapped her hands. She liked it when Cole showed his fireballs.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders froze in horror. "Okay, I love you both, but no fireballs in the kitchen unless I'm making a creme brulee!"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel pouted, then moved over to Anders and threw his arms around his legs. "I love you, toooooo," he said.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe grinned at them and clapped her hands, before opening the cabinets and starting to pull out the pots and pans to help make cupcakes.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders was too busy staring at Bel and boggling to notice right away that Phoebe was ransacking the kitchen.

When he finally did . . . "Okay, Phoebe, I don't think we need all of those."

He'd thought this would be a good idea why, again?

[demonbelthazor]

Bel, meanwhile, pushed a chair up to the counter and climbed up so he could get into the cupboard. "We need sugar and flour, right?" he said, pulling out bags and dropping them on the counter. Unfortunately, the flour bag was a little open, so a cloud of white rose up when it hit.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe was becoming bored and looking around for something to get into play with while the boys made the chocolate cupcakes. She didn't know what went into them, but Cole and 'Nders seemed to, so they could make them. Four year old Phoebe's were not s'posed to be in the kitchen anyway.

Oh look... that was the door.

Lana was on the other side of that door somewhere. Lana was her best friend forever and she would need to come back here to have a cupcake.

She stared up at the doorknob, trying to figure out if she could reach it without any help.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders was tall enough to reach the doorknob, of course.

Anders, though, was busy trying to clean up the flour that had gotten everywhere. "Okay, Bel, why don't you let me take care of the ingredients, huh?"