tipping his head he offered the other room to press against him, "of course, the whole island is ours, uncle would have to learn sooner or later, but can we not tell them today? i want to be irresponsible and have fun instead"

Twisting his head he stole a kiss from the other. "The day is ours." His hand found its self curling around Zosa's knuckles and drawing the hand to his lips. "Teach me to love Russia as you have taught me to love everything."

he took it for the challenge it was and they did everything felix wanted as well as a few things he wanted as well and by the time early evening rolled around they were staggering under stuff and starving. he led them to a fun looking family restaurant with a name he could not pronounce

They stuck out like sore thumbs with all their bags, the only sure sign that was missing that they were tourist was Zosa's recorder. They managed to get a seat by the window and the professor beamed. The lovely lady that brought them to their table was retrofitted in what appared to be a space suit. She brought them a menu and gave them choices from drinks in pouches. He laughed when she left. "Zosa do you think we should add these costumes to our closet?"

he said nothing until she was far enough away not to hear and staring at the shiny behind he grimaced, "felix, your butt is very nice but i am not sure foil is your thing though the boots i would not mind wearing all of the time, maybe i can look you in the eye for a change"

He grinned leaning forward and kissing Zosa. "No but... I would not mind trying..." He pursed his lips together thinking of the name. "Spanky pants? Yes... spandex pants that appear to be shorts but really they are nothing more then boxers." He pointed at the womans butt. "those and would you like those boots in that color?"

he shook his head, "no, no spanky pants for you. and not in those colors, in shoe colors, black or brown or white or something. nothing that would get me stared at"

"Fine, I could just wear my speedo around, it would be the same premise and frighteningly orange." He said trying to mentally visually Zosa staring in his eyes with out craning his neck. "Could you walk with out falling?"

"......i could learn though if you insist on wearing your bathing suit i suppose it would be better if i were not taller," looking away from the woman he leaned over to whisper in felix's ear, "i couldn't reach then"

He was confused for a moment before leaning in further to the excited boyish face. "Zosa I assure you, you are tall enough to ride the ride with out boots."

"i know, that is why i don't need to be taller, i rather like riding the rocket ride and it comes with a height restriction." he kissed the now accessible nose before nuzzling it, "though if you wore something small and tight i think i might have to figure a way to ride anyway"

"Small and tight and in water it seems" he said pressing his face close to the boys amused that his parts were now a ride. Twisting his head he gave the boy a kiss forgetting they were in a family establishment and not their humble abode.

when the waitress had returned their moment of bliss had long ended and the conversation had moved on to the accuracy of pea-mush in a tube as real space food, he paused to accept the little foil-colored plastic baggie though when he took a sip he nearly spat it back out, "felix what is this horrible stuff?"

He could not help but laugh at Zosa. “It is what they think the food tasted like in space.” He plucked his own package of food up and ripped open the tab carefully taking a sip. “If they only knew this was crap they would not pay so much for it.” He nodded at the children in the other side room. “But the children eat it up. Cheers!” He said holding his tang up in the air.

he held up the drink but he did not drink after the jesting toast and instead set it back down. "felix there must be someone out there that can see if our grandfathers actually drank this stuff they would never live to see the outer hemisphere of earth"

"If by some one you mean the interweb's then yes if by a anthropology or a socialologist then perhaps not. I would not believe what those people say unless they had concrete proof. And a possibly edited video is not concrete enough for non pseudo sciences." He drank down some of the chalky liquid smacking his lips as he did so and raising a brow. "Tangy..."

he could not be sure but it sounded like felix was defending the bad-tasting drink and so he wisely said nothing more about it and waited for the waitress to come back

The professor studied Zosa's expression and set his own drink down. When the waiter came again, he inquired if they had any other things then pseudo space age stuff since he did not think ice cream from a pouch would taste as good. When it became clear the answer was no on all fronts he plainly asked for the bill and if it was possible to order something like her costume. "We can take the rest of the dehydrated food home, how would you like to get some real food?"

but for a nod once he remained silent until they were away from the restaurant and walking down a well-lit strip of food places with signs in several languages with just as many varying takes on space booze and family fun. in front of a bar with purple neons he stopped the other, "felix, i am sorry i was a spoil-sport about dinner-in-a-bag eating"

As they walked he reached out and let his fingers find their way into Zosa's hand. "It is alright Zosa. That gimicky food was not want I wanted when I thought of Russia. I wanted more food like what your nana made this morning." He said leaning in tothe forlorn cheek whispering "Besides I got the website for the waitress costume, now we can play alien and space man, along with adam and eve..." He pressed his lips against Zosa's. "And my favorite, my nurse."

he could not help but grin at the words and turned his face so that they were almost touching lips, "take me to your leader, no, take me to your pornstars"

"Be bhop boop, access granted" He said before taking the lips and pulling Zosa into his arms. He pulled them out of the way and under the awning of a shop away from the main tourist traffic. "As long as you come in peace." He said pulling away to find the nest of Zosa's neck. Playfully he kissed up leading to the boys chin. "Or wise I suggest you surrender now."

(XD why is the professor so good at this?)

noone seemed to notice them and so he did not pull away and finding it to be worth a thousand eyes on him he melted against the the touch, "ah- felix you cad....you pick the worst time to be irresistible....or maybe it is intentional.." sighing he tightened his grip

(why isn't zosa? X'D i couldn't get shit out of him)

"If I told you my secret is to always find time to hold you in my arms would you believe me?" He wondered as he managed to twist their bodies so they that where facing the display window instead of the outside world. "So yes, very intentional, now what does Baby desire, if your stomach is not appeased by freeze dried meat?"

sighing he let himself be moved then cuddled, lightly he wrapped his arms over felix's, "something hot and fresh that can be eaten by the big fireplace downstairs in my father's library"

He raised his eyebrows looking down at the man. "Your father had a library and you didn't tell me?" He scanned the area for such a place. His eyes fell on an outdoor market filled with the smells of both fresh foods and local goods. He slipped his hands into Zosa and led him across the street. "I am sure we will find something here, and groceries not to eat your father out of house and home."

( find this apron and buy it for him http://www.karenbennett.ca/images/Russian_apron.jpg )

nodding he let himself be led though they found more stuff than food and in the end had to take their bags of local wares to a supermarket to buy proper package foods. he did not mind however with felix as happy as he was with what they have

He hobbled out feeling like a packmule but a happily feed mule. He couldn't hold on to Zosa but it was easily remedied by the time they reached their meeting point with their driver. The professor stuffed as many of the boxes and bags into the truck as possible before turning to Zosa. "Do you think we can find that river again today? I have proper shoes now."

"today?" he looked out over the darkened sky before letting his look fall back on felix, "how about tomorrow so we don't get lost, besides i don't want you to get stolen by a jotun if one falls in love with your cute face while we are walking"

He pressed his face close to Zosa's "I am too tall and too old to be stolen by anything that doesn't have green eyes and tells me stories." He kissed Zosa on the cheek. "Besides, the... jotin would have to feed me and I don't think hes up for that task."

smiling he pressed against felix, mindless of the russian boy, "<but felix, that is what jotun do, they magic you away and give you what you desire....and they have green eyes too>"

He laughed. <I think my desires would scare a Joutin off, I am surprised I still have you. Do you really think one of those creatures would look appealing in latex space shorts?">

<they are beautiful, and if you ask i am sure one even can give itself a bubble-butt and legs that go on forever for you....>" he was starting to feel jealous already and so, giving one more kiss to close the conversation, turned and got into the crowded vehicle

He side into the limited space beside Zosa. He had given up on speaking Greek since his English was far more practical. "I would not think to ask. If it did not know me as well as you do, then I would not think to stay with it. Or I would send it into a existential hissy fit." He rested his tired head on the chocolate shoulder as best he could curling his long limbs into the seat infront of him. "It will be your turn to make food."

lightly he hummed, "you know what there is to eat, what would you like me to make?"

"What ever you desire but it must have a pound cake at the end." He licked his lips. "I have had a taste for a real cake since we left that restaurant."

he grinned and stole the damp lips once more, there was something about being surrounded by food and seeing felix hungry that made him feel strangely giddy, "only if you promise not to help, otherwise it will never get made"

He couldn't help but grin. "It is a promise I can not keep." He pushed himself forward to the lips, uncaring about the driver in front. "Once I get a taste, I can not keep my hands out of the pot." He kissed him again wiggling so his hands caressed Zosa's side in the cramp space.

a giggle fell from him unbidden and he heard the driver clear his throat. rolling his eyes he prized off the hands, "<for later>" he continued in english, "i feel like making something easy to be honest. a sandwich or a soup maybe"

He looked at the driver twisting his head at the cough. "That would be fine soup goes well with the cold." He couldn't help but grin. "You know if our driver needs someone to love I am sure we can all Christina..Wednesday."