Post by triss on Nov 15, 2005 23:27:01 GMT
( AFTER THE MALL)
The ride in the sub was horrible, the time alone was horrible, the sudden shock at the mall was horrible. The seafood sub, was amazing. Unfortunatly, there was only one seafood sub and he couldnt eat anymore once it was finished. Perhaps he could make a new one? Nope, no fishy type stuff in the fridge. Actually he did find something, but he couldnt quite make out what it was, and wasnt going to risk it. Not only was Tristian allergic to frozen canned and any sort of food with preservatives, he couldnt handle squid od any sort and wasnt going to take his chances.
It had been a long long day for Tristian. He couldnt possibly imagine what poor Eric would be doing at this moment. He knew the job was demanding, and he didnt want to know what would happen to the dude in pink. He had a rough idea, and it took him only two words. Cavity-search.
All in all although Eric would be having it much worse than Tristian, Tristian didnt have it too well either. Poor little Meg was so frightened and couldnt seem to stay in one place, wich made it a real pain in the ass to walk her home and keep her still on the subway. When she arrived home, she seemed real jumpy and jittery. Aww, she was afraid, she was still a puppy afterall.
" Meg!"
Tristian pat his lap and instantly Meg's ears perked up, dashing towards him and flopping down on her belly for some belly rubs. What a cute lil puppy, he couldnt lay his eyes off the cuteness, and had somehow managed to pet her to sleep.
HEY LOOKIT THE FISHIES! It wasnt like he hadnt stopped to stare at them for a million hours once before, but it would be done once again, making faces and talking to them because, the kid needed something to do. Usually he never suffered from boredom, but today;s issues at the mall made him fidgety and anxious inside, ;eaving him to bounce from one activity to another.
So there he lay, like a blob on the couch, channel surfing away. Erg, he was tired now, enough torest his hand on his face. EEEWWW he smelled like dog, like Meg from petting her for so long. This couldnt do, he couldnt cook with grubby hands like these now could he?
Nope, not when he was going to make dinner! Suuureee Eric had his meat lovers sub, but he would hardly call that dinner material, it seemed like more of a lunch thing. Besides, when Eric came home from work it would be nice to have a meal waiting at home. Tristian wasn;t sucking up as much as he was cooking for himself and just decidied to make Eric some too.
Tonight they would be eating some rare steak, chicken rice with mushrooms and a nice salad, and heck this entire thing was going to be inhaled as soon as Eric got home. Dum dee dum...waaiiiitttiiiiiinnng.
The ride in the sub was horrible, the time alone was horrible, the sudden shock at the mall was horrible. The seafood sub, was amazing. Unfortunatly, there was only one seafood sub and he couldnt eat anymore once it was finished. Perhaps he could make a new one? Nope, no fishy type stuff in the fridge. Actually he did find something, but he couldnt quite make out what it was, and wasnt going to risk it. Not only was Tristian allergic to frozen canned and any sort of food with preservatives, he couldnt handle squid od any sort and wasnt going to take his chances.
It had been a long long day for Tristian. He couldnt possibly imagine what poor Eric would be doing at this moment. He knew the job was demanding, and he didnt want to know what would happen to the dude in pink. He had a rough idea, and it took him only two words. Cavity-search.
All in all although Eric would be having it much worse than Tristian, Tristian didnt have it too well either. Poor little Meg was so frightened and couldnt seem to stay in one place, wich made it a real pain in the ass to walk her home and keep her still on the subway. When she arrived home, she seemed real jumpy and jittery. Aww, she was afraid, she was still a puppy afterall.
" Meg!"
Tristian pat his lap and instantly Meg's ears perked up, dashing towards him and flopping down on her belly for some belly rubs. What a cute lil puppy, he couldnt lay his eyes off the cuteness, and had somehow managed to pet her to sleep.
HEY LOOKIT THE FISHIES! It wasnt like he hadnt stopped to stare at them for a million hours once before, but it would be done once again, making faces and talking to them because, the kid needed something to do. Usually he never suffered from boredom, but today;s issues at the mall made him fidgety and anxious inside, ;eaving him to bounce from one activity to another.
So there he lay, like a blob on the couch, channel surfing away. Erg, he was tired now, enough torest his hand on his face. EEEWWW he smelled like dog, like Meg from petting her for so long. This couldnt do, he couldnt cook with grubby hands like these now could he?
Nope, not when he was going to make dinner! Suuureee Eric had his meat lovers sub, but he would hardly call that dinner material, it seemed like more of a lunch thing. Besides, when Eric came home from work it would be nice to have a meal waiting at home. Tristian wasn;t sucking up as much as he was cooking for himself and just decidied to make Eric some too.
Tonight they would be eating some rare steak, chicken rice with mushrooms and a nice salad, and heck this entire thing was going to be inhaled as soon as Eric got home. Dum dee dum...waaiiiitttiiiiiinnng.