#theglassesdarling

She pursed her lips and glared down at him. "But it was your fault that you lost the keys to the car." She titled her head to the side and dropped the towel from his now damp hair. It was no longer dripping with water which was better than what it was before. "There is no need for shouting and yes you will if you don't take the steps from protecting yourself from it." Wendy threw the towel into the hamper and huffed a breath. "You have a horrible immune system and I know you." Her petite fingers ran through his hair in attempts to fix it how he usually liked it.

"So it didn't come out like a heaping pile of disgusting?" Ariel asked tentatively, spoon still in hand as she continued to stir the minestrone soup. Usually, her dishes were more miss than hit. But she'd been trying a bit more, starting with simpler dishes. They couldn't live off whatever street food they found forever, and she'd heard humans prattle on about the importance of a home cooked meal. 

Wendy came back with a towel in her hand and stood over her brother as she attempted to dry off his hair. “Of course you are, you’re the one that decided to go out in the middle of a rain storm then proceeded to lose your keys which made you have to walk home.” She ran the white towel over his hair multiple times, messing it up even more. “You’re going to catch a cold if you keep doing things like this.” She smiled down at her younger brother and nudged him with her hand.

"Considering you're trying to shove a ten inch square peg into a one inch round hole, you do the math, Einstein."

        "Not. Telling."

"Suit yourself..." Felix turned back to the group of Lost Boys in front of them. "You'd be too weak to hold up in a fight against any of us anyway." he remarked.

"Mmm, that's what makes it entertaining." Felix said. "You've never seen that way the boys fight around here, have you? No matter, though. I wouldn't suppose you'd be one to understand the Lost Boys, anyway."