Noooooooooooooooooooo

[sweetsalome]

       I do not want to go to school, I do not want to get out of bed I feel sick.  In other news I have taken a hostage and I am not letting him go.

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[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Hostage?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Yes, and he would be a BETTER hostage if he stopped laughing.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Is it a little Cookie Monster hostage?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Maybeeeee. . .Tries to stop the wiggling blankets. You interested in paying up, hot stuff?

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

I will have to see the merchandise first.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

*Falling back, Jonba climbes over Salome and sticks his head out from under the covers, grinning.* otousan! Play!

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Ok, I will take the merchandise. What do you want?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm I want a kiss! *Jonba turns and tackles Salome giving her sloppy little kid kisses.* Not little boy kisses!

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

But that is only the deposit, right?

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

One kiss up front and one after the goods have been delivered. *She pushes the little boy under the covers and grins.*

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro scoots closer on the bed.* And here is the first payment. *He cups her jaw in his hand and kisses her.*

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

*Salome sits up and pulls him down into a deeper kiss. Jonba meanwhile climbs from under the covers and tackles Hiro.*




ooc: Would you mind if I used Hiro briefly in a fic when they go down to Nassau on a weekend?

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro is surprised by Jonba and he and Salome tumble to the bed.*

OOC: No, no problem.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

*Laughing she rolled on to her side as Jonba climbs on top of Hiro and looks down at him.* otousan!

ooc: hurray! Thank you.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Sotsu. *He grabs him and hugs him, then make a big raspberry on his head.*

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

*Shrieking with laughter he grabs at Hiro and tries to wiggle away. He loves playing, he doesn't get to wrestle much with grandpa.*

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro blows another raspberry on his head. In a Darth Vader voice, he says* I have you now.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Noooo! Mommy save Jonba! *He's still laughing and trying to wiggle away while Salome comes up behind Hiro and tickles his sides.* This wasn't part of the deal, Mr. Nakamura.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro laughs and keeps Jonba in his arms.* I gave you a down payment, woman! The merchandise is mine to do with as I please! And I please to give him another. *He blows a raspberry on Jonba's head.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

*Oh Lord does Jonba think this is the best thing ever! He shrieks and giggles in Hiro's arms as Salome fake pouts.* But you didn't give me the second half of the payment, now I am going to eat him! *She bows her head and pretend to gnaw on Jonba's leg.* Noooo! otousan, stop!

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro is giggling as much as Jonba.* No, no! You cannot eat him. I will eat him first.* He pretends to gnaw on his arm, saying "Nom nom nom."

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

No eating Jonba! *The little boy is trying to explain this to the adults but he's just not getting through! Still he's laughing and wiggling and Salome is gnawing up the little boy's leg till she's at his neck.* He tastes good! I think we should always have Jonba for breakfast!

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"Pancakes!" Hiro laughs. "We should get butter and syrup! Nom nom nom!" He blows a raspberry on Jonba's stomach.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

"Ohhh yes that would make Jonba taste even better!" The little boy squeals his disapproval and manages to wiggle free, trying to crawl away from the two trying to eat him! "Jonba not pancakes! Jonba baby!"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Hiro follows him up, but doesn't grab him. "I do not know. If it smells like pancakes, it must be pancakes."

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Jonba sits down on the bed and looks at Hiro with a 'you're doing it wrong look.' "Jonba baby. Jonba two." He holds up two fingers. "Why daddy not grab Jonba?"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"Ha! Ha! Now he is mine!" Hiro grabs Jonba and catapults off the bed. "My pancakes!"

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

"Nooooooooooooo!" Hops off the bed and gets tangles in the bed clothes before grabbing hold of Hiro. "Give me my pancakes back!"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Hiro keeps his back to her so she can't grab Jonba. "Mine, mine, mine. Nom nom nom!"

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Salome hops on to his back gnawing on Hiro's neck as Jonba shrieks with laughter. "'Top eatin' Jonba!"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

"But you are delicious, pancakes! And breakfast is the most important meal of the day." He twirls them both around, then heads back to the bedroom, going "Nom nom nom" Jonba's head.

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Salome laughs, and then groans when she sees the clock, it's way to early in the morning and steals a kiss from both of them before climbing off the bed and getting ready for school. Jonba flops out on the bed and pretens to be dead, eyes close and his arms out to his sides.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Hiro watches her go into the bathroom, then blows a big raspberry on Jonba's stomach. "Cookie Monster...time to wake from the dead."

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Jonba giggles and then goes back to laying to on the bed, he's really, really bad at playing dead. Salome comes back out in jeans and a sweater, brushing her teeth, "get the boy dressed!"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Hiro picks up Jonba, puts him over his shoulder, then salutes her. "Yes, ma'am. One dressed boy coming up!" He marches into Jonba's bedroom. "Ok, mummy Cookie Monster, what are you undead wearing today?"

[sweetsalome.livejournal.com]

Jonba groans and looks around before wiggling down off of Hiro's shoulder. "Cowboy! Jonba's cowboy!"

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

He puts Jonba on the bed. "Cowboy! Ok, so we need your blue jeans. Do you have a cowboy shirt?" He goes to the dresser and pulls out underwear and a pair of socks. He lays them on top of the dresser while he digs out the jeans and looks for a cowboy-style shirt.