“ it’s a bird! it’s a plane! it’s … me, trying to outrun my feelings. there i go. ”
Kibin had been busy today - earlier, he’d almost been trambled when he thought it would be a fun idea to turn into a cobra and hide in someone’s cabinet. This prank was a gamble every time, but nine times out of ten it paid off. Now he was cuddled up nice and warm in the arms of one of his very handsome friends. What could be better? Just knowing that he was getting some attention for a while was enough for him. Kibin was a simple guy that way.
“You say some of the weirdest things, Siri.” Kibin tilted his head so he could have a better view. “And coming from me, that’s saying something.” Kibin hadn’t known the god for some countless amount of years or anything, but in the time he had known Osiris, he couldn’t picture him running from anything. Kibin’s hand moved to push some wayward locks of hair from his friend’s face. It could have just been Osiris quoting a movie or something, but Kibin felt the urge to ask anyway. He had to show his nice friend side sometimes. “What’s going on, hm? Having some eternal life crisis?”















