[ Their little angel continues to sleep as bundled as he should be..... ]
Ow. [ And meanwhile, Gorgug is still in the middle of bone hunting. Who knew there were so many little bones? Gorgug should know, but his parents have always been on top of cooking that he honestly feels like he did something wrong here that he's finding so many. Was he meant to take out the spine and the other bones would have come out with it? It was pain enough to cut off the head and to take out the guts...!!
But all of that worried drops when he turns around to the sound of his name, footsteps hushed under the noise of the frying food. He's wide-eyed, maybe more than he needs to be, with the surprise easing into a warm welcome: while Gorgug stands better facing Gorgug, one hand holding a spatula. ]
Yeah-- I got trout. You like trout? [ ... Ah, speaking of the trout, with Gorgug glancing back at it and its horrid, messy state. ] I-I think it's still edible.
[ He swears, Fabian... Even if he has broken it into pieces...
(But also in the side, poking out from a white carrier bag is something close, on the side between the two of them: a bag of fresh oranges.
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Ow. [ And meanwhile, Gorgug is still in the middle of bone hunting. Who knew there were so many little bones? Gorgug should know, but his parents have always been on top of cooking that he honestly feels like he did something wrong here that he's finding so many. Was he meant to take out the spine and the other bones would have come out with it? It was pain enough to cut off the head and to take out the guts...!!
But all of that worried drops when he turns around to the sound of his name, footsteps hushed under the noise of the frying food. He's wide-eyed, maybe more than he needs to be, with the surprise easing into a warm welcome: while Gorgug stands better facing Gorgug, one hand holding a spatula. ]
Yeah-- I got trout. You like trout? [ ... Ah, speaking of the trout, with Gorgug glancing back at it and its horrid, messy state. ] I-I think it's still edible.
[ He swears, Fabian... Even if he has broken it into pieces...
(But also in the side, poking out from a white carrier bag is something close, on the side between the two of them: a bag of fresh oranges.
Because of course he did.) ]