Delegate [Part 2]
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: M-21 frowned when he looked over and saw that while Takeo was rubbing his hands together underneath the towel, his hair wasn't between them. "Are you cold?"
Rating: G
Notes: Thanks to a review from Silvermist, bonus extra featuring Tai-eun! 8D
Genre: Family
Word count: 391
Total word count: 812
Status: Complete
Tao was curled up on the sofa while also taking up more space than M-21 and Takeo combined. It had something to do with his arms and how they were in constant motion, but at least he wasn't gesturing and holding his cup of hot chocolate at the same time anymore. It hadn't taken Tao long to mop up all the water, but the smell of chocolate would be harder to miss.
Takeo still hadn't finished using his towel, which wasn't surprising considering how much he had to dry, but M-21 frowned when he looked over and saw that while Takeo was rubbing his hands together underneath the towel, his hair wasn't between them. "Are you cold?" Except if he was, he wouldn't be doing that with a wet towel.
"Ah?" Takeo blinked at him, and then shook his head. "Oh, no, it's for Tai-eun." He stopped talking, opening his hands, and Tai-eun's head popped out, trilling at M-21. "I don't want it to have any water trapped between anything, just in case."
Oh, that was a point – they could feed Tai-eun all the metal it wanted, but what would they do if it rusted?
"Do you think we should change its diet a bit?" Tao asked, peering at it. Tai-eun slipped out of the towel and started to wind its way up Takeo's arm.
"How would that help?" M-21 asked.
"There's metals that don't rust as quickly, though stainless steel is already pretty good, but adding a couple other things shouldn't hurt," Tao mused, rubbing his chin.
"We can try," Takeo said, and Tai-eun had reached his neck. It went around the back of it, sliding underneath his hair and reappeared on the other side. It trailed along Takeo's collar, reaching its tail again and then looped its tail around its own neck a few times before throwing itself off Takeo's shoulder, making itself look like a necklace. Takeo stroked its head, and it trilled in return.
"Heh, all right then!" Tao said, pulling out his pocket computer. "I'll do a bit of research and then we can start trying it out."
"We'll buy the materials," M-21 added dryly. Frankenstein was fine with Tai-eun eating his cutlery, but if they started picking up other things around the house for Tai-eun to eat, he wouldn't be happy.
Tao snickered. "No question."
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Summary: M-21 frowned when he looked over and saw that while Takeo was rubbing his hands together underneath the towel, his hair wasn't between them. "Are you cold?"
Rating: G
Notes: Thanks to a review from Silvermist, bonus extra featuring Tai-eun! 8D
Genre: Family
Word count: 391
Total word count: 812
Status: Complete
Tao was curled up on the sofa while also taking up more space than M-21 and Takeo combined. It had something to do with his arms and how they were in constant motion, but at least he wasn't gesturing and holding his cup of hot chocolate at the same time anymore. It hadn't taken Tao long to mop up all the water, but the smell of chocolate would be harder to miss.
Takeo still hadn't finished using his towel, which wasn't surprising considering how much he had to dry, but M-21 frowned when he looked over and saw that while Takeo was rubbing his hands together underneath the towel, his hair wasn't between them. "Are you cold?" Except if he was, he wouldn't be doing that with a wet towel.
"Ah?" Takeo blinked at him, and then shook his head. "Oh, no, it's for Tai-eun." He stopped talking, opening his hands, and Tai-eun's head popped out, trilling at M-21. "I don't want it to have any water trapped between anything, just in case."
Oh, that was a point – they could feed Tai-eun all the metal it wanted, but what would they do if it rusted?
"Do you think we should change its diet a bit?" Tao asked, peering at it. Tai-eun slipped out of the towel and started to wind its way up Takeo's arm.
"How would that help?" M-21 asked.
"There's metals that don't rust as quickly, though stainless steel is already pretty good, but adding a couple other things shouldn't hurt," Tao mused, rubbing his chin.
"We can try," Takeo said, and Tai-eun had reached his neck. It went around the back of it, sliding underneath his hair and reappeared on the other side. It trailed along Takeo's collar, reaching its tail again and then looped its tail around its own neck a few times before throwing itself off Takeo's shoulder, making itself look like a necklace. Takeo stroked its head, and it trilled in return.
"Heh, all right then!" Tao said, pulling out his pocket computer. "I'll do a bit of research and then we can start trying it out."
"We'll buy the materials," M-21 added dryly. Frankenstein was fine with Tai-eun eating his cutlery, but if they started picking up other things around the house for Tai-eun to eat, he wouldn't be happy.
Tao snickered. "No question."