MHA #1, Saturday Morning

[napking]

Gray had woken up that morning in his dorm room, stretched, and reached out mentally for the orange thread of his connection to Raiden to see if he was up yet and willing to make him waffles, only to find a second thread, a second brother nearby...and this thread was so dark a grey it was nearly black.

He had then gone tearing out of the dorm without so much as bothering to put on shoes, and a few minutes later he barged into Raiden's apartment to find him working away in the kitchen, chattering as he attempted to update their visitor on the last several centuries of family events, and--

"Kallias!"

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[napking]

Gray was starting to realize that Kallias and Raiden had spent quite a bit of time together--hours, it sounded like--while he was asleep and oblivious, and while that was just sort of...his life, sometimes it sucked. Still, he had this time, which the others weren't going to get, so he'd make the most of it while he was conscious. "Oh, and you've gotta try waffles! Ray, you've gotta make us--Kallias, I mean--some waffles!"

[carbsliftthespirit]

"Yeah, Smalls," Raiden agreed, "I'll whip us up some waffles while the cake's in the oven." Waffles, followed by cake? Sounded like a perfectly reasonable meal plan to Raiden, and also to his sugar gremlin baby brother. Kallias, who might have liked to eat a vegetable at some point, didn't know enough about what was going on to have any input.

At least, despite being a Spartan, he wasn't likely to put in a vote for black broth.

"It sucks that you can't stay long," he said to Kallias as he and Gray settled down at the table, "but I guess you'll want to get back to Elasus anyway, huh?"

[notmelloncollie]

The aura of generalized sadness emanating from Kallias--both his brothers had sort of forgotten about that over the years--seemed to deepen at Raiden's words. "Elasus," he said quietly, looking down at his hands on the tabletop. "Yes, I would like to see Elasus again. But I can wait...I can wait a little longer."

[napking]

Okay, that was...a little weird. But Kallias had always been, at best, very serious. He wasn't built for 'happy,' after all. Still...

Gray chanced a look at Raiden, but he didn't seem concerned with anything but the cake he was working on. Probably the best approach. He'd worry about it later, if it turned out to be something to worry about.