Post by cafeteria gentleman on Aug 11, 2011 21:43:25 GMT -5
Characters: LITTLE TEN YEAR OLD KOUS AAWW, who would be alive when he was 10 idk. Am I going to have to rp this by myself?? I might just do that with all of the threads about my little children this thing might just be a oneshot
Time: 11 pm fuck I mean am unless some pedo has him or something why am i typing this when I could have just deleted it and put am instead jeebus
Location: In his momma's bakery/kitchen ain't he a cutie oh its in Belgium too so I guess that means no one really can come and keep him company OH WELL SUCKS FOR YOU DOESN'T IT SINCE YOU CAN'T BASK IN LITTLE KOUS'S ADORABLENESS
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Kous leaned against the counter on his tiptoes as he tried to get a clear view of what his mother was making. She eyed him and tapped his nose leaving a smudge of flour.
"Silly little boy, what do you think you're doing?" she teased.
"Nothing. I just heard you making something," he said nonchalantly, still trying to crane his neck. His mother let out a small laugh and smiled down at her son. "Alright, come here," she grunted as she picked up Kous by the waist, "My, you're getting heavy aren't you! I remember when you were just as light as a feather." She sat him gently down onto the counter, his legs hanged off of the counter kicking the air softly.
"Mom, are you calling me fat?"
"No, no, honey! Though you are looking a bit chubby. Maybe I should stop making you so many cakes."
"What! You wouldn't! Please!" His blue-green eyes grew wide as he looked at his mother in shock. She gave him a sly smile in response and went back to mixing the batter in the bowl. Kous scowled at her and resumed kicking the air. "You're so mean to me," he mumbled. He turned his head in a quick prideful manner making the mop of dark hair move along with him. Stubbornly he tried to show no interest in what his mother was doing and stared transfixed on the wall in front of him as punishment for her rude comments. But temptation got the better of him and he watched his mother hard at work.
When she finished with the batter she spooned it into a large round pan. Kous looked on greedily until the very last drop. His mother saw this and still with a sly smile on her lips asked, "Would you like to lick the bowl?" Almost on reflex did Kous's small hands reach out to grab a hold of the bowl, but then he stopped in midair and raised questioning eyes to his mother.
"Aren't I becoming too fat?" His mother's blue eyes rolled up to the ceiling, her smile still in place. "Well, if you don't want it then more for me!" "Wait, no! No, I-I change my mind," Kous licked his lips in anticipation. His hands closed the small gap of space and closed around the bowl bringing it into his lap.
His finger slid around the bowl gathering the chocolate bake batter before he placed it into his mouth. Kous's eyes immediately lit up with pleasure at the sweet chocolate sensation in his mouth. His mother leaned against the counter next to him, also licking cake batter, but from the wooden spoon.
Time: 11 pm fuck I mean am unless some pedo has him or something why am i typing this when I could have just deleted it and put am instead jeebus
Location: In his momma's bakery/kitchen ain't he a cutie oh its in Belgium too so I guess that means no one really can come and keep him company OH WELL SUCKS FOR YOU DOESN'T IT SINCE YOU CAN'T BASK IN LITTLE KOUS'S ADORABLENESS
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -cut on the dotted line/derp
Kous leaned against the counter on his tiptoes as he tried to get a clear view of what his mother was making. She eyed him and tapped his nose leaving a smudge of flour.
"Silly little boy, what do you think you're doing?" she teased.
"Nothing. I just heard you making something," he said nonchalantly, still trying to crane his neck. His mother let out a small laugh and smiled down at her son. "Alright, come here," she grunted as she picked up Kous by the waist, "My, you're getting heavy aren't you! I remember when you were just as light as a feather." She sat him gently down onto the counter, his legs hanged off of the counter kicking the air softly.
"Mom, are you calling me fat?"
"No, no, honey! Though you are looking a bit chubby. Maybe I should stop making you so many cakes."
"What! You wouldn't! Please!" His blue-green eyes grew wide as he looked at his mother in shock. She gave him a sly smile in response and went back to mixing the batter in the bowl. Kous scowled at her and resumed kicking the air. "You're so mean to me," he mumbled. He turned his head in a quick prideful manner making the mop of dark hair move along with him. Stubbornly he tried to show no interest in what his mother was doing and stared transfixed on the wall in front of him as punishment for her rude comments. But temptation got the better of him and he watched his mother hard at work.
When she finished with the batter she spooned it into a large round pan. Kous looked on greedily until the very last drop. His mother saw this and still with a sly smile on her lips asked, "Would you like to lick the bowl?" Almost on reflex did Kous's small hands reach out to grab a hold of the bowl, but then he stopped in midair and raised questioning eyes to his mother.
"Aren't I becoming too fat?" His mother's blue eyes rolled up to the ceiling, her smile still in place. "Well, if you don't want it then more for me!" "Wait, no! No, I-I change my mind," Kous licked his lips in anticipation. His hands closed the small gap of space and closed around the bowl bringing it into his lap.
His finger slid around the bowl gathering the chocolate bake batter before he placed it into his mouth. Kous's eyes immediately lit up with pleasure at the sweet chocolate sensation in his mouth. His mother leaned against the counter next to him, also licking cake batter, but from the wooden spoon.
