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[There's some irritated grumbling going on. Shuffle. Grumble. Shifting through leaves. Grumble. KICKING A TREE-]

Ow!

[... Grumble.

And now HI LUCETI, YOU'RE NOW SEEING THE BOTTOM OF SOMEONE'S FOOT. But it lifts up quickly, and in its place is a teenaged boy with short, scraggly red hair and green eyes staring curiously down at the journal. Aaand then it morphs an annoyed face.]

Man, this isn't even my journal... And where the hell did my shirt go?

[The person disappears and gives yet another grumble as he searches through some leaves... Then seems to resolve to find his way to the village, as his footsteps start to grow fainter and fainter. He may not know it, but he's going in the completely wrong direction of where he's supposed to go.]

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[Luke is still leaning back a bit thanks to Asch, but... Yaaay, Guy is asking him to do something! ... With Asch. This probably won't end well.]

Uh... All right.

[H-He'll just get the plates.]

[What, what. He can't do that. He has brooding and bitching and sulking to do. He can't do that if he's holding Luke's stupid awkward hand. It's not that setting the table is all that difficult, but after that comes the actual eating and sitting down at the table like a nice family with Luke and Guy when he's so pissed off is just. ARGH.

...

Goddammit, Guy. He goes for the cutlery.]

[And into the stir fry goes some of that affectionate wine from waaayyy back when during Dragobete. Guy has been saving it for a special occasion, but he'd like to get through dinner without the two throttling each other.

And he also likes to be a bad person sometimes, and this seems like the most noble way of going about that.

So as Asch and Luke get the table together, Guy slips some of the wine into the sauce, whisks it and pours it over the stir fry before turning around with a flourish.]

All right! It's ready. You can both thank me later.

Edited 2010-09-07 04:27 (UTC)

[And Luke doesn't even notice, considering he's doing his best to look anywhere EXCEPT at Guy and Asch. Gah, Guy, why are you doing this to him? And why does Asch have to be here? Not that Luke wants him out but... it's complicated.

Once he's done, Guy coincidentally finishes the stir fry! You know what, fuck awkward feelings; Luke can't help but grin as he grabs his plate and rushes to get some food.]

Thanks, Guy! [Forget later; He'll thank you NOW.]

[Asch doesn't comment; he's still annoyed, and he expects the feeling to persist for the rest of the night and well into morning, on top of that. He sits down at the table though, at the chair as far from Luke as possible. Just because he has to tolerate his replica's presence doesn't mean he has to be close.]

[Whatever Asch, go ahead and sulk. Guy is just on cloud nine about Luke being back, so he's not going to hide that fact in the least, sitting nearby and grinning from ear to ear.

Man, only Asch could make such a joyous occasion all pissy with the sheer potency of his negativity and pessimism.]

[Man, despite Guy smiling and the fact that the meal is delicious, one can practically cut the tension in the air with a knife. Luke still feels out of place, Asch is glaring, and this couldn't get any worse.

... You know, it really couldn't. Why is Luke feeling so down, anyway? He's finally seeing Guy and Asch! He should be happy!

Happy enough to start smiling again and scoot a little closer to Guy. And jeez, Asch should come sit closer.]

You always did make the best meals out of everyone else in the manor, Guy!

[Asch had already taken a bite when Luke spoke up, and initially he gives the replica a baffled and vaguely irritated look; what the hell is he so perky about all of a sudden? It's just dinner, nothing special.

...Then again, Luke's back. Even if it's annoying to have him around, Guy's happy again- with a sort of happiness Asch can't provide, and he knows it. Normally that would make him feel angry, or jealous, or a mixture of both, but... he can't really help but feel a little glad about it. It's good that Guy's happy, right? So he should be happy about it, no matter how he feels about Luke.

And he made chicken. That's a definite plus. ...Eating more now.]

He still makes the best.

Hahaha, don't say that! There were world-class chefs in the kitchens after all.

[GUY IS SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW HE COULD JUST HUG YOU BOTH AND NEVER LET GO.]

So? Asch is right; There's always something special about yours!

[And as Luke keeps eating, he just feels happier and happier! He hasn't seen Guy in a whole month, and he hasn't realized how much he's missed Guy's food until now! Or missed him in general. Here Guuuy, he's gonna lean up against you. He loves ya, man.

AND ASCH GET OVER HERE SO THAT HE CAN SNUGGLE YOU TOO]

[Asch just nods at that, though he eyes the two of them, looking somewhat conflicted as they get closer. He might be shifting to the edge of his chair, too. Dammit, don't you dare go and cuddle and leave him out of this.

...What the hell, isn't he supposed to be mad about something?]

Well thank you!

[Guy will immediately throw an arm around Luke's shoulders and hug him, because he is just...words cannot describe how absolutely ecstatic he is that Luke is back and that he, Luke and Asch are sitting together at a table again.

He's SO HAPPY. So happy he doesn't even feel guilty for essentially drugging all of them.

He might also be hooking an ankle around the leg of Asch's chair in an attempt to drag him closer.]

[Aaah Guy you are so awesome he doesn't even

He's so happy that he'll also throw an arm around Guy, returning that one-armed hug. THEY HAVE TWO FREE ARMS NOW. Asch should totally get in here.]

Asch, come over here!

[Normally Asch would bitch at that. Normally he would stand up and stomp off, the rest of his dinner be damned. He's not in the mood for this bullshit.

...But he does shift his chair closer, because dammit that's his replica and his boyfriend and they're not allowed to get all cuddly without him.

What the hell.]

I-it's not like I want to get all friendly with you...!

[Except right now he kind of does. Weird.]

Sure you do! C'mon, what's there to be upset about? Luke's here again, the food's good -if I do say so myself- and everyone's happy! Get over here!

[And Guy throws his arm out, because he would love nothing more than a dogpile with his redheads.]

Yeah, come on!

[THROWING ARM OUT.

... Wait, wouldn't it be extremely weird for Asch to cuddle with them? Not to mention incredibly uncomfortable? At least, for the two of them.

... But who know what? Who cares! Asch deserves a hug!]

[Wel- but- that-

...

GODDAMMIT.

He'll be sure to bitch them out later, but for now, he finally shifts closer to get within reach. THERE, YOU PUSHY JERKS. Have your way with him.]

[GRAB. Guy is going to pull them both against him, which is probably kind of uncomfortable what with the table there and their chairs and if they're not careful they'll all fall over backwards and knock their heads against the floor, but all of that pales in comparison to the fact that they're both here.

Why was he even mad at Asch before? He doesn't remember. Because they're both here. Alive and well and within his reach. What could be better?]

[GRAB. Any thought Luke had about awkwardness or insecurity melts away once he's dogpiled in a triple hug. He wasn't abandoned. Maybe Asch doesn't even hate him. Maybe Luke really has nothing to worry about.

Maybe he'll stay in the house for a while.]

[Once he's in the hug, Asch relaxes considerably, slowly lifting his arms to hold them both in return. This is nice. It's different, but it's nice. Maybe he can get used to having Luke around. And Guy doesn't even seem angry anymore! Even better.]

[Drugging their food was the best idea. Ever. And even after they finish their dinners and head to bed, sleepily and happily, he won't regret it. He'll just be even more convinced that he had and executed the best plan thought up in the history of the entire world.

For now though, he'll enjoy the hug for as long as the two of them tolerate it.]

[Luke wouldn't be sure how to feel if he realized that his food was drugged! Maybe more freaked over the fact that he actually had some kind of alcohol. Isn't he too young for that?

And YAY, Asch is actually hugging back! It's both reassuring and odd, considering this was the guy who hated him all this time. He isn't angry at him for no reason at all right now, and Guy isn't being a sneaky bastard, so all is well!

So Luke'll just stick in the hug a little longer. Teenaged awkwardness he may feel, but that childish need for contact reigns supreme for now.]

Edited 2010-09-08 08:29 (UTC)

[Asch is feeling the same sort of oddness at the situation, and since he only had a bite or two, he's the first to draw away from them, sitting heavily back in his chair and gazing quizzically at a hand. Just what was all of that? Hugging Luke - no, no, the replica - wasn't something he was the sort of person to do.

Something's up...]

[ALL RIGHT, enough of that. Unfortunately. Once Asch draws away, Guy gives Luke another squeeze before letting him go and returning to his dinner, still in ridiculously high spirits.]

[Awww, it's over. Oh well, it was starting to get weird anyway. And now that he's sitting and looking down at the food with a smile...

... Well, the smile starts to fade a bit as he realizes that yes, something is up. Did he just hug Asch? And did Asch actually willingly walk into it? Seriously, what?

It's with that thought that he ends up looking at Asch with a raised eyebrow, confused more at the situation itself than at anything else.]

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[Action] holy crap i do not have an icon of him hugging them both WHAT IS THIS

[Action] well you know this'll probably be the only time all three of them hug

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