Who: harry and evie Where: harry's room When: this evening What: Evie is riled up over a new arrival Rating: tbd
A snort of amusement left him as he pursed his lips. He was content to lean back in his desk chair, boots on his bed, as he tipped his head slightly to the side. His first mate was pacing his room and he merely watched her through his lashes. "Calm down," he finally said in an amused tone. "Bubblegum isn't about to off me." Harry moved his foot to nudge her as she passed a wee bit too close to his chair.
"Mz. Lizabeth is gonna think you are wearing a groove in my floor. A princess isn't worth it."
Harry reached out finally, snaking his arms around her waist and he let out a laugh as he pulled the wicked princess into his lap. The bottom of his boots thwacked loudly against the floor as he braced them both before his chair could topple over. "I dinnae see the issue. Besides," he rested his chin against her shoulder. "We have other things to worry about, aye?" He wiggled his fingers towards one of the books on his bookshelf. A faint glow started before the book wobbled towards the edge.
"We've still got to figure out what is happening ta me. Less growling, luv, more focusing on me."
The more Auradon twits that showed up the more annoyed he was getting. Evie was on edge, Gil was still stuck with Jr. and the Uma about wasn't technically theirs. They got along enough, but it was strange she wasn't part of the crew. What was also strange was how everyone was trying to be buddy-buddy with them. He was having a wee bit of a hard time swallowing the fact a version of him helped Mal and them save Auradon. He tsked hard in the back of his throat as he reached up to twist ring covered fingers into her blue locks. That sound of annoyance turned into a faint hum as he let his thoughts bounce about chaotically in his head.