All hail Princess Pandora

Sick Day (closed rp for wander-over-the-words)

Pandora let out a little whimper as she was scooped up, Nebula falling from her grasp. She rolled over in Peepers’s arms so her face was closer to his chest; an attempt at listening to his heartbeat, “Don’t feel good, Papa…”

Pandora gave tired nods to both of his questions, then perked up a little when he said she could stay home. Being sick meant no school?! Well, in that case…She let out a couple of loud coughs, then flopped down on her pillow, “Ugh…yucky…”

Sick Day (closed rp for wander-over-the-words)

As soon as her blanket had been thrown off, Pandora let out a loud whimper and rolled over so her back was to him. She curled up into a tight ball, hugging Nebula to herself as she squeezed her eye shut. Her stomach felt like it was twisting in her torso, painful and heavy, while her head felt fuzzy.

Pandora let out a little whimper as she was scooped up, Nebula falling from her grasp. She rolled over in Peepers’s arms so her face was closer to his chest; an attempt at listening to his heartbeat, “Don’t feel good, Papa…”

As soon as her blanket had been thrown off, Pandora let out a loud whimper and rolled over so her back was to him. She curled up into a tight ball, hugging Nebula to herself as she squeezed her eye shut. Her stomach felt like it was twisting in her torso, painful and heavy, while her head felt fuzzy.

Awesome paused, and gave a little frown of his own. “Well, ya know. You were taking a nap, so I thought I’d let ya get back to that.” he said, with a shrug. “Plus, your dad’s men can be slow in the brain, but they’re gunna notice my shuttle eventually.”

"But I can’t sleep now!" Pandora replied, absentmindedly petting her new pup, "You gave me a puppy and you’re here now, so I can’t!" Her shoulders rose up and her skull lowered, which was usually her way of pouting. Add a furrowed brow and a teary eye and you had the face of a heartbroken little girl, "…Never come see me no more…miss you…"

Awesome sat back down with a plop, and ran a hand over his face. “Awww, c’mon kid. Don’t do that.” He let out a defeated sigh. “Alright. I’ll stay a bit longer. Cleared my schedule for this anyways.” He mumbled the last part, more to himself than to Pan, who probably didn’t know what one of those was anyways. He leaned forwards and opened his arms to welcome her to a hug. “So don’t cry, okay? Now, what do ya want to do?” 

As soon as he confirmed that he was staying, her mood did a full one-eighty. She was a ball of vibrating excitement as she leapt up and did her best to hug him with her tiny arms, “‘kay! I love you, Mister Awesome! Can we play hide and seek? Can we, please?”

Awesome returned the hug, engulfing her in his arms (though as lightly as possible, taking extra care not to crush her), and bowing his head down over hers. “Sure thing. As long as we keep it to inside this room. Don’t think your folks would take it too well if I was caught sneaking around their ship.” After a beat, he released Pandora from his arms, and beamed down at her softly. “And I… love ya too, kid.” Man. It had been awhile since he’d said that to anyone but his parents with this level of sincerity. This kid. Crafty little snot wormed her way into his heart.

Pandora clasped her hands together and sent him her cutest smile at that last part. Pfft, everything Daddy and Papa had said about Mister Awesome was wrong! He was great! And he loved her too! “Aw, but it’s no fun if it’s just in here!” She hopped down from her bed and ran over to the door, “C’mon! Let’s go!”

Awesome paused, and gave a little frown of his own. “Well, ya know. You were taking a nap, so I thought I’d let ya get back to that.” he said, with a shrug. “Plus, your dad’s men can be slow in the brain, but they’re gunna notice my shuttle eventually.”

"But I can’t sleep now!" Pandora replied, absentmindedly petting her new pup, "You gave me a puppy and you’re here now, so I can’t!" Her shoulders rose up and her skull lowered, which was usually her way of pouting. Add a furrowed brow and a teary eye and you had the face of a heartbroken little girl, "…Never come see me no more…miss you…"

Awesome sat back down with a plop, and ran a hand over his face. “Awww, c’mon kid. Don’t do that.” He let out a defeated sigh. “Alright. I’ll stay a bit longer. Cleared my schedule for this anyways.” He mumbled the last part, more to himself than to Pan, who probably didn’t know what one of those was anyways. He leaned forwards and opened his arms to welcome her to a hug. “So don’t cry, okay? Now, what do ya want to do?” 

As soon as he confirmed that he was staying, her mood did a full one-eighty. She was a ball of vibrating excitement as she leapt up and did her best to hug him with her tiny arms, "'kay! I love you, Mister Awesome! Can we play hide and seek? Can we, please?"

Awesome paused, and gave a little frown of his own. “Well, ya know. You were taking a nap, so I thought I’d let ya get back to that.” he said, with a shrug. “Plus, your dad’s men can be slow in the brain, but they’re gunna notice my shuttle eventually.”

"But I can't sleep now!" Pandora replied, absentmindedly petting her new pup, "You gave me a puppy and you're here now, so I can't!" Her shoulders rose up and her skull lowered, which was usually her way of pouting. Add a furrowed brow and a teary eye and you had the face of a heartbroken little girl, "...Never come see me no more...miss you..."

Peepers rolled his eye. “Well, sorry for asking…” He picked up the pillow, then headed over to the door right before he left. “I guess I’ll just come back for the rest of my stuff while you’re at dinner, sir. Enjoy your movie.” With that, he gave him one last glance and walked out.

"Yeah, whatever." Hater muttered as he climbed back onto his bed, his back to him. He waited until Peepers was gone, then clicked the play button on his remote, "FINALLY! I can find out if May gets together with - OH, COME ON!! WHAT'S SHE DOING KISSING HIM?!! UGH, THIS MOVIE REALLY IS STUPID!!"

After he got all of his stuff, he grabbed their softest pillow and started to stack everything on it. “Oh sorry. Look, I’m going as fast as I can, but I can’t carry everything at once. Wanna give me a hand? Either that or I’ll be making multiple trips, and you’ll have to see more of me. Also, do you remember where I put my old blanket?”

“Pfft! I don’t KNOW! I don’t keep track of EVERYTHING you own!” Hater gave him a casual look, “And a guy doesn’t give his COMMANDER a hand! Y’know, since you wanna start acting like you did before we were dating and everything! You said it, not me.” He shrugged, “Guess that’s just another one of your DUMB IDEAS that fell back in your face, huh?!”

“IT’S NOT A STUPID MOVIE!” Hater blurted out, then quickly composed himself. He wasn’t going to let Peepers win. “Yeah, fine, whatever. Don’t care. Just, y’know, hurry up. Grop, I can finally get this space back! You took most of the room when you moved in!”

"Pfft. I never said that." Hater said non-nonchalantly, "You're hearing things."

Peepers frowned at the last part. Wait…did he just say what he thought he said? Would he really dare to go there? “Did you just say what I thought you said?”, he asked, although it was more daring him to repeat it than asking for confirmation.

“Hm?” Hater asked casually, pretending to examine the ends of his fingers, “Me? I didn’t say anything. Nothing YOU could whine about anyway. Definitely not anything you thought I might say…which would be WHAT, exactly?”

"Well then your bones are pretty darn dense!" Peepers shouted as he stomped his foot. "Besides, I’m not small, you’re just GINORMOUS! Of COURSE I don’t reach your height."

“I’M AVERAGE HEIGHT FOR MY SPECIES! You’re not even average height for YOUR species! See?! TINY!!” Hater folded his arms, “Not MY fault you’re below average!...In more than one way..."

"I'M NOT HEAVY!!" Hater yelled back, now feeling his own blood boil, "I'm literally BONES! YOU'RE heavy, for such a TINY GUY!! Geez, even when you JUMP like that, you don't reach my height!"

"I don’t SNORE!" Hater exclaimed back. He was a very quiet sleeper, the heck was Peepers going on about?! "And I DON’T steal the covers! YOU always steal the pillows! And I’m not PINNING YOU either, I’m just….making sure you’re warm! Yeah!" He tapped his temple, "I have husband instincts, see, and they tell me you’re cold, so I hug you! Be GRATEFUL at least! Geez! Sorry for making sure you’re okay! UGH!”

Peepers rolled his eyes and groaned. What a load of bull. Did he think he was born yesterday? “I never steal the pillows! And if your so called ‘husband instincts’ were accurate, they’d tell you to STOP HOGGING THE COVERS! You REALLY don’t do a good job at warming me up anyways! And I REALLY don’t think not being able to get out of bed because I’m trapped counts as okay anyways…”

"Oh, SORRY for not being GOOD ENOUGH for the great Commander Peepers!" Hater exclaimed sarcastically, "I was TRYING to be nice to you! And what do mean 'not being able to get out of bed'?! You're TINY, you can just squeeze out! It's fine!"