[littl3chocobo]

he nodded and began tugging at the loose fabric. lace was beautiful but it was heavy and did not bend or breathe too well in layers. adjusting it to take in the waist and sliding the needle in so that she could pin it closed between her fingertips she looked over the child's side to see. "tsk, you are so very thin, but no worry! we can take the dress right in and when you are married you can eat your way into something more respectable, it will work out just fine~" tugging and pulling and putting in stitches the dress as soon close-fitting around robin's waist and cutting the thread with her teeth miss mouse spun him around to get a good look at him. "oh, very nice! very nice! we will have you a respectable bride in no-" in the middle of her crowing she was interrupted and leaving the lad's side she went to answer


(it will be mister mole, they will chat and she will show robin's dress off and the mole will mention the girl from before was much smaller and certainly less blue)

[Poggio]

The mouse scurried to her door and through it came a most horrible creature. He was led by the mouse to were Robin stood. Having the grubby hands pull and tug on him disgusted him, even more so when he brushed past Robins rear making him jump. They talked about him as if he weren't even there comparing him to another lass. No his prince would not treat him like this, his prince was full of warm kisses and gentleness and kindness. Closing his eyes he remembered their dance. Idly his hand found the last blue rose that was not taken by the witch Baba. “I... I am... Thank you for your kindness Miss field mouse.”Shaking his head he backed away from the scene. “I can... not marry the mole.” He stumbled backwards retreating towards the exit. Pulling the heavy fabric away from his feet he dashed out into the blooming spring, he needed to travel through all seasons and not waste time marrying a mole. Jerial needed him.

[littl3chocobo]

it had expected the reader to run but not so soon. the reader had to receive the gold coin and the handkerchief first! frantically it tried to get itself together. it adjusted itself to match the reader's pace even as it struggled to distract

quickly fleeing the home of miss mouse he ran through winter as if the hounds of hell were at his feet and did not stop until he ran into the arms of a crying woman sitting at the edge of spring on a fallen log only just growing the first green of the year, "please help me!"

[Poggio]

He did not stop for the woman, surely she could deter the mole and the mouse when they came after him. Huffing in the heavy fabric he noticed the world around him shifting to a more vibrant color. Along side him near the river he tumbled over and yet again was the woman begging for help. He screamed assuming it was the yaga coming to devour him, rising hastily to his feet he ran once more.

[littl3chocobo]

the child, robin, ran from the woman two times more after the first and by then he was half of the way through the summer season. as he came apun her again the woman rose and away fell the trappings of youth and beauty leaving a large frightful demoness looming over the boy. "three times i asked and three times you have run, you may be clever enough to not fall for my trap but i shall eat you all the same!"

[Poggio]

He stumbled backwards tumbling in the thick cloth and falling on the thick grass below. Robin scurried to crawl away from the woman but each time he did not seem to get far. He crouched screaming leaving only the crown of his head exposed as he waited for his demise. There was an ear shattering screech as hand grabbed a clump of his hair and the smell of burning flesh filled his nostrils. Opening his eyes he could see the woman clawing at him as her flesh began to melt and her bones burn her from the inside out. He screamed closing his eyes and falling into darkness.

[littl3chocobo]

he had only just finished his classwork and was getting ready for bed when he heard the scream and knocking over the books propped up against him made a mad scramble to the bedroom where the other lay

[Poggio]

It was becoming a familiar state that he fall into the arms of his roommate. This time he was delusional enough to assume the soft folds of fabric belong to his prince. "Th..thank you for saving me." He said dreamily pulling the darken flesh to meet his own rosy lips.

[littl3chocobo]

he was offered no time to see if robin was ok for as soon as he had grabbed him the thrashing and screaming stopped and the boy calmed down and still asleep mumbled something and kissed him. he did not mind the kiss even though it made his heart race even harder and his face light up but he needed to see if robin was ok and after a moment pulled away to rouse him with a light shake and his name

[Poggio]

He hugged his prince tighter not sure why the man was trying to pull away. He twisted rolling over on his bed, tumbling over the edge and inadvertently taking Jerial with him. Opening his pale eyes he tried to detangle his limbs from the other and realized how close he was to the blushing face. It was soon met with his own and he said nothing, finding that each time he moved a limb it slid along apart of Jerial that he was not sure he should touch.

[littl3chocobo]

he landed half on top though one of his legs was trapped under robin's leaving him tilted sharply on one elbow. just as he was about to speak he was interrupted yet again though this time by a leg. more specifically robin's leg and more awkwardly against something it should not be moving against. as it shifted against him a second time had him closing his eyes against the big brown ones that threatened to tell him something he was not sure he wanted to know and by the third, and certainly by now it was intentional, time he felt a shifting in his own self and needily rubbed against the leg for several achingly long moments before finding his head and trying to flee for the door

[Poggio]

"Je..Jee." He didn't give the other time to flee. Rolling over he reached out and grabbed the hem of the others pants. His entire body flushed shaking through the hold on the others pants. "Jerial! I am sorry do don't run!"

[littl3chocobo]

he was stopped before he could get anywhere by a surprizingly strong grip and vainly tried to shake free, "no! no! i am sickthatwaswrongleg'go! pleasedon'tpleaseiamsorry!"

[Poggio]

He didn't let go and his small body was moved across the floor before the pants finally gave way to the bare bottom powerrangers underneath. Robin's face grew violently red, giving himself a headache. He let his fingers lip from the fabric and fell to the wooden floor. "Noo no no.. Je.. .. Je... are those powerrangers?" He said still the shade of a turnip, he reached out the touched the green ranger. "The Green one was my favorite! what season is this?"

[littl3chocobo]

with he hands off of him he could run and he did not stick around to hear whatever the other was saying. tripping out of his pants he beelined for the bathroom

[Poggio]

Scrambling to his feet, he followed the stumbling Jerial, sliding over the fallen pajamas. He ran quickly enough to wedge his leg into the door just as the other was closing it. "Jerial..." He sobbed lightly ignoring his foot. Red face and beaten he let the other have his peace and shrouded his face with his hands. Finding his flip flops and a bathrobe, Robin sauntered to the kitchen finding the rest of the soup. He was able to dry his tears as the food spun in the microwave. Shaking his head he was unsure of why he did that.