Back In Dreamland
timekeeperlindar:
Liac saw that his little joke had befuddled the kid more than amused him, and was quick to rectify: “My bad- maybe shouldn’t have spilled the coffee beans, there. Uh…You know what? If you’re already up and at ‘em, why don’t you and me head on down to the kitchens and get some grape juice. You like grape juice?- If not, I think we have other stuff, too- unless they changed things while I was gone- I know Baruti accidentally scrambles stuff around during his turns in the kitchens, and it drives Useni crazy,” he chuckled. In one smooth motion Liac slipped off the edge of the bed into some blue plushie narwhal slippers, stretched, and began to shuffle towards the bedroom door.
As a result of his fragile infant mind having been fried, Herbi immediately peered back down at Liac’s feet to try find the theoretical coffee beans.
He did not succeed.
The hatchling could, however, easily agree that he may as well grab something to eat or drink now that he was wide awake. If he had ears like Liac’s (or external ears at all, really), they would have risen at the suggestion, followed by several awkward repositionings as he attempted to follow along with the tangent about Baruti and Useni.
Alas, all Herbi could provide was another empty-headed stare. Were coffee beans still involved? Did this have anything to do with coffee being similar to tea?
Having made no vocal effort whatsoever to indicate that he’d accepted Liac’s offer, Herbi trotted after him as he made his way out.
