oom: post-atlantean adventures

[puckishly]

Puck, who has woken rather early having frankly not slept all that much, prepares to greet the inevitable day.

Is this enough water?

He'd thought it was.

He does hope Havelock isn't cross.




... But if he is, it will likely be at least a little bit hilarious.

"And I wish to hear not a word from you," he notes to the portrait.

The painting sits balefully on the wall, keeping a sulky silence.

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[oneman_onevote]

"No," he says.

"...But I must at some time, so yes."

[puckishly]

"Ah," Puck laughs.

"You are terribly preposterous."

[oneman_onevote]

"So I can readily imagine."

Gamely, he starts to sit up.

[puckishly]

And Puck gamely moves to support him!

[oneman_onevote]

Together, they will overcome!

...Or sit up, uncertain but rather more alert in the morning light.

Havelock is quiet, but looks definitely... displeased.

[puckishly]

Puck ... loves you ...?

[oneman_onevote]

...And he's okay!

Yes, it took that time to check.

Once reassured, Havelock rakes a hand through his hair with determination.

"What time is it, anyway?" he asks.

[puckishly]

"I have not begged it of the clock," Puck apologizes.

"But I should guess it is near ten."

[oneman_onevote]

Havelock sighs with faint and understated tragedy.

Definitely shouldn't go back to sleep.

"All right. Time to get up."

It is unclear who he is convincing.

[puckishly]

"Mm."

Puck nuzzles cheerfully into his throat.

[oneman_onevote]

...That is not at all helpful with the getting up thing.

"I would just get up and carry you with me," Havelock says thoughtfully. "But... I honestly think I would collapse."

[puckishly]

He laughs.

"Perhaps you ought to collapse, so long as you were awake about it."

[oneman_onevote]

"But then I would have to get up off the floor."

D:

Swift and decisive, he slides his legs off the mattress, and gets to his feet.

...The closes his eyes for a pained moment or two.

[puckishly]

Puck zips to the assist!

And may also be caressing a little bit. Just his hip.

It's totally reasonable.

[oneman_onevote]

Havelock opens his eyes again, and shoots him a rueful sideways look.

"All right," he says. "I'm going to go and stand under the hot water until I either wake up or drown."

Odds are about even.

"Coming?"

[puckishly]

Robin Goodfellow gives this question the lengthy and deliberative consideration that such a weighty matter requi--

"Absolutely."




Or not.

[oneman_onevote]

"Excellent."


Maybe he'll survive the experience, in that case!

...Either way, he'll probably feel marginally better in short order.