i and i (1x1)

"Bye" Keith murmured, his eyes closing as he fell into a sound, happy sleep.

Upon reaching his home, he immediately checked up on Faun. She was very asleep. He smiled, then opened his mat up again to finally sleep.

Adrian heard Oliver leave and leapt in the window. He wrinkled his nose, and sighed, changing back intp his human form. Covering his twin with the blanket, he sat down on the other bed, keeping a careful eye on Keith.

((I suppose we need to wait until they awake. This is, of course, not what we'll do if you want to describe their dreams.))

OOC:; I'm good with either =]

((That's the hardest to work with!))

OOC:: Heh, alright, skip to morning.

((Cripes, I have to go already. I'll post tomorrow.))

OOC:: alright =]

Oliver sat up to stretch as soon as he had awaken. He glanced over at Faun. She was still asleep, but it seemed that she would also wake up soon. The black rabbit smiled. "I couldn't wake her. But she knows where to find me anyways." he whispered. Then he stood and switch the shirt he was wearing for a slightly cleaner one. Leaning over Faun to give her a goodbye kiss on the cheek, he left for work.

Keith was still asleep, it was so rare for him, that when he did get to sleep, he could sleep for hours. The blankets were tossed about the hawk hybrid, his arms stretched out. He mumbled something in his sleep, but Adrian didn't hear, he was to busy glowering at his twin. He couldn't be mad at him, but he was certainly annoyed. He sighed, but he wouldn't wake him, that would be just cruel. Sighing again, he glanced at Keith, a small smile flickering onto his face, damn, he never could stay annoyed at his twin.

Oliver opened the unlocked restaurant door and greeted his friends warmly. Lucy jabbed Jack in the side with her elbow. "Looks like the rabbit found a new hole, and he's gettin' comfy." the dog-girl said. Jack shrugged. "I guess, but if dat's da case, 'hoo's da lucky gurl?" the ram replied before being hushed by Mike. Oliver trotted by them, whistling softly to himself. Dave walked over to Oliver and consulted him shortly, ending in Oliver's quick reply and embarrassed escape. The lion walked over to Mike. "Hey, mon. You be owin' me a 'ole buncha cash." he said as he continued to dry the cup in his hand. "What does he mean, gazelle?" Lucy asked. Mike cringed, then turned. "We made a bet over Oliver's sexuality. I was on the side of 'straight'." This caused a gasp from both Lucy and Jack, but Dave just gave a soft chuckle. "I told ya, mon. But ya not want to leesen to my ways. I knew from di day I fist saw 'im. Olivuh true be wit a man."


((I'm spellin' like their sayin'!))

Adrian glanced up, startled, as Keith abruptly sat up.
"Hey?" He asked, his voice low, as his twin looked around, disoriented.
"Hey" Keith slurred in an exahusted voice. He stood and made his way towards the washroom. Keith was generally completely useless in the morning. Soon the sound of water was running as Keith showered. Adrian sighed and stretched out, claiming the bed as soon as his twin had vacated it. Shifting, now a large snow lepoard spread out on the bed.

Oliver suddenly leapt at the group. All of them fell, and a regular costumer who had just walked in laughed. "So now you're getting in dogs piles for entertainment? Goodness, this place'll be crowded when other people start finding out." he said. Oliver shook his head fiercely. "We just had a disagreement is all! Right guys?" After getting several nods, the rabbit got off.

Adrian fell promptly asleep, as Keith emerged from the shower. The tall, dark haired teen quickly dressed in his only clean clothes. A pair of slightly faded, shredded in the knee jeans and a tight-ish black shirt. He slipped some white socks on and glanced at his twin. He needed to get out side, think. His head felt as if it might exploded. Scribbling a quick note to Adrian, he grabbed the key and disappeared out the door. The tall, dark haired hawk hybrid made his way down the street. His heart was thumping unevenly, had last night really happened? He sighed, and shoved his hands roughly in his pockets, his black muscle shirt showing off his taunt abs and sculpted arms. He was unaware of this fact though, he had just thrown it on cause it was convienent. He sighed, and kicked at a stone, glancing around he realized he was near the restaurant were Oliver worked. His heart kicked it up a notch, and a cold sweat broke out on his skin, despite the warm late morning air. He stood, staring at the restaurant, unsure of what to do.

((Writer's block - Please wait a while.))

OOC: Alright, no worries.
I can add to my post if you want?

((Alright.))

OOC:: -Pokes fire's last post- Added

Lucy glanced outside and smiled. Quickly, she stepped out. "Hello, sir! Would you like to come in for some breakfast?" she asked. Oliver ran by the window and dropped off a meal, then stopped as he glanced out the window. He waved towards himself in a beckoning motion.

Keith nearly leapt out of his skin. He had been completely zoned out, thinking about last night, when the waitress, or whatever called him. He glanced at Oliver, a look of panicked desperation on his face. He hated eating alone for one, and two, well that would be akward. He shrugged noncommitantly, shooting the rabbit hybrid another desperate glance. His palms began to sweat and he rubbed them anxiously against his jeans.

Lucy laughed and doggishly trotted over. "Eating breakfast isn't going to kill you. Now get over there, you won't be alone." she said as if she had read his mind. Grabbing his arm, she started to drag him towards Le Ganches.

"I have to get back to my twin.." Keith stammered, completely taken aback by these events.
"Please.." He said, nearly panicking. His wings suddenly appearead, ripping through his shirt. This happened when he got nervous or panicked. He froze, feeling a warm flush in his cheeks as he stood in the street, huge hawk wings protruding from his back with the remains of his tattered muscle shirt was lying on the ground. He instantly disappeared his wings, looking extremely embaressed.

Lucy nodded. "Alright. But you better come back, alright, hon?" she said, tapping him on the shoulder. Then she scampered away to the inside of the restaurant. Oliver was smiling and shook his head when another figure walked up and hit him. The rabbit was then picked up by the ears by Dave, the Jamaican lion. The other boy laughed, then trotted into the kitchen again.

"Yea, sure maybe" Keith said, turning and disappearing down the street. Despite his size, and half-nakedness, he seemed to disappear into the crowd, a skill that he had learned over the years. He shoved his hands roughly in his pockets, brushing past people, some who were openly gaping. He frowned, he hated being put on the spot like that, it was something he couldn't handle.