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My grin deepens. "Don't flatter yourself, Riku. Not that kind of favor."
"I'll torture you very slowly… unless you do me a favor." my lips twitch into a smile, and I press the knife deeper into his throat.
"Huh." I grin darkly, and suddenly pin him against the wall, holding the knife to his throat. "The cake is a lie." (BAM! REVENGE! )
()
(I know, right? I NEED it right now )
I take the knife, poised to cut it. "How big of a piece?" I ask.
(replace cake with plate )
"Forgive my rudeness… do you want cake, too?" I ask absentmindedly, getting a second cake.
(Ahem, the weapon is out of her reach… I SUGGEST RIKU SHOULD GRAB IT! ) "Was I talking to you?" I roll my eyes, and close the drawer, quickly...
I huff, putting the knife on the counter, and rummage through the drawer. "Band-aids.... where the hell are they?"
"Great! I'm glad you can trust me so easily with a knife..." I run my fingers over the blade, laughing. "Oops! It's sharp." I pout, examining my...
"What?" I arch an eyebrow, and notice my reflection in the knife, grinning darkly. "Are you scared...?"
(yep! Evil Raven's a bit... yeah, right now ) I grin, taking out a knife.
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I watch him work, opening up the frosting and putting some on his nose, laughing.
"Frosting? And sprinkles?" I muse, arching an eyebrow. "I have to wait even longer!" I pout.
(what a great gift)
I wrap my arms around his waist, nuzzling my face into his shoulder. "I'm impatient..." I giggle.
(you know... you blatantly disregarded what I said... now you surely cannot join, respect's a must.) (that is weird Ari )
I hum, tapping my fingers on my knee, bored, and hop up, skipping to the kitchen. "Are ya done yet?" I laugh