MCA #3, Saturday Morning

[uncertain_dume]

Well, this was an awkward way to wake up.

That was the first thought through his head as he realized he wasn't in the bed alone. There was somebody else in that bed with him - lekku, warm to the touch, a Twi'lek, though he couldn't dredge up a name for her if his life depended on it - and just the fact that he was waking up half-curled around a person whose name he couldn't even remember was enough to jolt him awake just that little bit more.

There was something at the food of the bed, too and a quick glance down didn't betray much in the dim morning light beyond that it was some kind of animal, maybe the Twi'lek girl's pet? Which meant that he was definitely the one intruding here. Made sense. He didn't recognize the room, either. Couldn't even remember the situation that put him here in the first place.

Hell, he must've been pretty drunk last night, then. Couldn't remember the girl, the place, how he even got to be here...

His own name...?

"Wait, what?"

Oh, he had a bad feeling about this.

[OOC: For that lovely green lady! Or any visitors that might take place after the Hera thread!]

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[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan grinned at him. "You were saying?" he teased, "I was there the other first time you had these. I kind of knew what to expect." He pushed off the wall and walked over to take the other chair.

Picked out a rum raisin cupcake and began peeling the paper off.

"You didn't have many sweets when you were growing up," Kaidan explained, "Only some of that had anything to do with Jedi ascetism. You enjoy them now, though you don't indulge nearly as often as I give you crap about."

[uncertain_dume]

"And that sounds like a confession," Kanan teased, grinning crookedly. "I'm going to remember you said that. Hopefully."

Ha! Not a sugar ant!

... Still a bit of a sugar ant.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan huffed a small laugh, "Yeah, well, you've been getting twitchy about it lately so I'm cutting back on giving you shit about it. I'm teasing you, not trying to make you feel bad. I mean, hell, Kanan, I'm usually the one who buys the cupcakes and gives them to you."

Enabler of the sugar ant. It was a very simple pleasure and it made Kanan happy.

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan chuckled at that, pulling up a chair and then glancing sidelong at Stance, who had parked himself beside him, looking up at him hopefully. Without even thinking he tore off half of the cake part - figured the icing was probably not great for him and kept all of that glorius buttercream for himself - and tossed it over to him.

Stance seemed to approve very much. Either because he liked cake in particular or eating in general, Kanan couldn't begin to wager a guess as to which.

"Definitely a confession, then," he decided. "Still, if it's bad enough to warrant teasing, a little more moderation might not hurt."

Moderation seemed like a Jedi thing he ought to be embracing anyway.

[spectre_alenko]

"Yeah, you've been giving that a try lately," Kaidan agreed, "The moderation thing."

He watched Stance eat the treat with a small grin. Pushing away from the table, Kaidan went to a cupboard and took down the box of dog treats and set it on the counter. "He's had his sweets. These are better for him." And, digging one out, he tossed it over for Stance to snap out of the air.

[uncertain_dume]

"We visit enough that he's got his own snacks, huh?" See Kanan. See Kanan grin in amusement. "No wonder he knows exactly where to go. He knows where the biscuits live."

[spectre_alenko]

"Pretty much, yeah," Kaidan said, "I usually keep at least one in a pocket somewhere. Stance knows who his friends are."

... That would be everybody. Stance thought everybody was his friend and he usually wasn't wrong.

[uncertain_dume]

"Sounds like he's a pretty lucky boy, then," Kanan decided, grinning. "Must have friends all over."

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan laughed a little, "I mean, yeah? So do you. I guess you're a lucky boy, too."

Kanan was going to kick his ass on .. well.. probably Friday.