Deimos | God of Dread (terrorandmayhem) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-04-04 23:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | deimos, phobos |
the world's forgotten boys
Who: Phobos and Deimos
What: Deimos makes dinner for his twin; puppy playing!
When: Early evening
Where: Deimos' place
Deimos was sat on the windowsill on the first floor of his house, which of course had no glass in it. He had a leg hanging out the window while his chin was resting on his hand, elbow on his knee. He was having a bit of a nap perched where he was, keeping a lazily curious eye on his puppy as it gambolled around in one of the rare moments when it wasn't asleep. It was a wonder the poor thing hadn't been electrocuted yet.
Deimos had a relaxed attitude to puppy rearing and he'd let it chew his jeans, the few clothes he had, until there were holes in the cuffs. It still let him cuddle it in his sleep though, coming over to flop down on his body, already showing the size and mass of its breed even then, and still there in the morning.
He was waiting for Phobos to come home so that he could sit down and have dinner with him, the pieces of the people he'd killed in the April Fool's gag waiting in the now working fridge. The puppy was throwing one of the hands into the air even as he sat and looked out.