chikaidestroyer | ∞ 78: One bed, two brothers [accidental voice / action]

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∞ 78: One bed, two brothers [accidental voice / action]

[Albert's room is a neat and quiet place, and has been that way since he departed with the other draftees last week. One would expect it to stay that way.

Unfortunately, one Caesar Silverberg decided to take his decision of waiting for Albert in his home one step further, invading said bedroom. He's lazily curled up on his brother's bed. It's a much more comfortable bed after all, complete with nicer beddings than the spare sheets he would have used in the spare room. Plus it's out of the way and perfect for napping, and he'd only get woken up for meals...

He could get used to this.

The relative silence of the bedroom is broken by a clatter and thump as something falls to the floor. Caesar doesn't stir. If he did, he would have realized that it's a journal that isn't his own. It's fallen open and is recording the ensuing silence.

A moment passes.

Then there's a solid thump as something heavy falls on top of the bed. And Caesar.]

AHHHHH- What the hell—!? GET OFF OF ME!

Wh— Caesar?!

OFF. You've got bony elbo— OW!

Get your hand out of th—

[The voices are cut off by the sound of feet kicking against the wall, and then another loud thump as something lands on the floor—and the journal. The recording shuts off.]

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[And now that Caesar is finally free, he's going to sit right up on Albert's bed, leaning over just a bit to take a look at his brother who he successfully managed to topple off the bed. That might have hurt, but he was still in pain himself, so no sympathy over here, nope.]

Why are you so heavy?!

[Albert managed to land flat on his back on top of his journal, and he remains there for a moment, dazed. Did that just happen? The last thing he remembered was being in his quarters, waiting for further word from the scientists.]

You kicked me!

[Because that is so important.]

You... [Caesar's not even sure how to describe what just happened to him. He was asleep, darn it!] You fell on me! I couldn't breathe!

Really? You certainly screamed loud enough. [He's struggling to stand up now. Kinda hard to do that when you've fallen right down beside the bed and side table. He manages to get his journal out from underneath him, at least.]

And that's my fault? It hurt! When did you get so big? [And if Caesar weren't in pain ~~or afraid~~, he might have tried to help his brother up, but... no, he should probably keep his distance. Inching away now.]

What kind of absurd question is that? [Inching away? Where are you going, Caesar? Where can you go? Because Albert's dragging himself up onto his knees at least, holding on to the bedsheets.

It takes him another moment to realize something else.]

This is my room.

[Caesar wonders if maybe he should make a break for it. ...then again, lazy. But Caesar ignores Albert's question in favor of, well, contemplating his last statement for a moment.]

...yes. This is indeed your room.

[His back hurts. Who has bony elbows, Caesar?]

Why are you in my room? On my bed?

I was taking a nap. Obviously. Your bed's really comfortable.

When you told me you were staying in my house until I returned, I didn't know you meant my room. [And he's looking at the floor again. Why the hell is all your stuff on his floor?]

I didn't mean your room, either. [Duh, Albert. Why would he have? That's creepy. :|] Then, I discovered how comfortable your bed was. It's much nicer than the one in the spare room, you know.

[This is a look of someone who doesn't care about your comparisons of his bed and the spare bed.

And do you see what's in his hand?

That's right: it's one of your boots, Caesar.]

[Caesar raises an eyebrow. The look on his brother's face and his very comfortable boot in his hand? Probably not a good combination. But he doesn't think that he'd actually...]

...what are you doing with that?

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