audio; 4th wall

[binarysky]

Hey, I don't—HEY! You made me drop my ice cream! Don't just...run away....

[sigh]

I really hate when the City gets all crowded like this.

Comments

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Yeah! Can I have ice cream and taffy and fish and more ice cream and--

[hopping up and down now-- this is little kid language for PICK ME UP PICK ME UP HOLY GUACAMOLE WHY HAVEN'T YOU PICKED ME UP YET.]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

I don't think that would taste good together.

[Uh kid. You are kind of...excitable.]

Do you--uh. Do yo want a lift?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Sure they would! Can we get some? Pleeeeease?

[if the way he's practically smashing himself against Roxas' legs is any indicator, yes. please give him a lift.]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

Okay, okay. Why not?

[For some reason he likes this kid. So he lifts him up with a little 'oof' sound and heads back toward the store.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[OH BOY-- Roxas gets a very squirmy and excited tiny Other for a few minutes, before he pauses, as if something's suddenly occurring to him. and for whatever reason, this occurrence has him staring at Roxas rather curiously. why is this guy very slightly familiar?]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

[Walking, walking—hey, what's that look?]

What's up?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[... puuuulls at Roxas' cheeks a little.]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

Ow. [Only a little ow, though.] Hey, it doesn't stretch very far.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Wha-- You're-- Mister Firefly! Are you done napping? Did you have any funny dreams? Huh? Did you?

... You dreamed about pirates, right?

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

Mister Firefly? No, I'm Roxas.

I do have funny dreams sometimes, though. And I met some pirates once.