Room 205, Saturday Morning
Nov. 19th, 2016 08:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
got_hijackedRhys had already been deaged enough on this stupid island. That must have been why the madness had skipped over him. Sure. That was the reason for it.
Unfortunately for him, he couldn't exactly be aware other people might not be so lucky. Also, he still hated his roommate. So. He was pointedly not looking over at Kuzco's bed while he lay on his own, wondering if he could grab some cereal and be back before anyone got ideas about locking him out.
Hmmm...
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Unfortunately for him, he couldn't exactly be aware other people might not be so lucky. Also, he still hated his roommate. So. He was pointedly not looking over at Kuzco's bed while he lay on his own, wondering if he could grab some cereal and be back before anyone got ideas about locking him out.
Hmmm...
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Date: 2016-11-19 03:52 pm (UTC)Sorry, Rhys.
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Date: 2016-11-19 03:55 pm (UTC)Rhys shot upright, limbs flailing awkwardly. "What the hell was that?!"
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Date: 2016-11-19 04:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-19 04:32 pm (UTC)It was a child, Rhys. Jesus.
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Date: 2016-11-19 05:15 pm (UTC)Sorry, Rhys.
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Date: 2016-11-19 05:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-19 08:55 pm (UTC)Kuzco still had no volume control.
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Date: 2016-11-19 09:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-19 09:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-19 09:50 pm (UTC)He didn't need more neighbors hating him, thank you.
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Date: 2016-11-21 09:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-21 09:57 pm (UTC)Which had just as much sugar as a cookie.
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Date: 2016-11-21 10:02 pm (UTC)"COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKIES," Kuzco wailed.
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Date: 2016-11-21 10:05 pm (UTC)He scrambled out of bed, tripping over his own feet before bouncing back on up like it never happened.
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Date: 2016-11-22 04:34 pm (UTC)"Cookies," Kuzco said, looking smug.
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Date: 2016-11-22 04:38 pm (UTC)Rhys huffed, giving Kuzco such a glare. "You better turn back to normal or I'm putting you in an orphanage. The kind where they have orphan death matches."
He would not.
Also, WHAT THE HELL ORPHANAGE WAS THAT? BORDERLANDS, C'MON.
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Date: 2016-11-23 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-23 10:29 pm (UTC)Maybe because he was a terrible babysitter.
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Date: 2016-11-25 09:15 pm (UTC)Based on being told no once.
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Date: 2016-11-25 09:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-25 09:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-25 09:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-26 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-26 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-26 08:32 pm (UTC)Sorry, anyone on the floor still trying to sleep.
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Date: 2016-11-26 08:35 pm (UTC)Spoiler: It would still get worse.
"Stay!" Because tiny Kuzco was like a dog and would listen to that, right?
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Date: 2016-11-26 09:03 pm (UTC)Which, let's be fair, 17 year old Kuzco would still say.
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Date: 2016-11-26 09:07 pm (UTC)"Yes I am!" Rhys said before dashing out the door to get that damn cookies.