[ It's less fending for himself, more outright panic when they both notice the fire. Tears spring to his eyes at once and he yelps as he releases Akechi's arm to try to run out of the kitchen–
And if it were a real fire, he'd be really boned, because he fully trips over his little feet and skids across the floor.
By the time Maruki's picked himself up, tears now flowing freely, he looks back to see his hero has put out that scary fire and saved the day.
And he has money for delivery food?
Maybe it's okay that he's a little mean and kind of really sucks at cooking. Maybe they'll be alright.
He holds his arms out for Akechi at once, tears slipping down his cheeks with a huge, pitiful sniffle. ]
I don't want to be in the kitchen anymore...
? that yt link is what im gonna do to you someday & wrapperonni
[ That's it, isn't it? Akechi will need to pick this up at some point today -
But must wait until the child is dealt with.
Maruki's crying, arms held up to be whisked away by some savior.
Akechi isn't moved. The boy has legs and so -
He compromises by grabbing one small hand with his own to guide him away from the kitchen. His other hand occupied by a phone as he scrolls through known food places and his favored thermo employees to pick it up. ]
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THAT YOUTUBE LINK IS SO EVIL FHSODIFJLSKD ALSO WRAPT FOR MEE
And if it were a real fire, he'd be really boned, because he fully trips over his little feet and skids across the floor.
By the time Maruki's picked himself up, tears now flowing freely, he looks back to see his hero has put out that scary fire and saved the day.
And he has money for delivery food?
Maybe it's okay that he's a little mean and kind of really sucks at cooking. Maybe they'll be alright.
He holds his arms out for Akechi at once, tears slipping down his cheeks with a huge, pitiful sniffle. ]
I don't want to be in the kitchen anymore...
? that yt link is what im gonna do to you someday & wrapperonni
But must wait until the child is dealt with.
Maruki's crying, arms held up to be whisked away by some savior.
Akechi isn't moved. The boy has legs and so -
He compromises by grabbing one small hand with his own to guide him away from the kitchen. His other hand occupied by a phone as he scrolls through known food places and his favored thermo employees to pick it up. ]
I'll assume you don't want rice and fish.