[Hnn]

[0ldsnake.livejournal.com]

[Old Snake slouches on a random couch in a random room on a random floor.]

Hnn...

[He's bored with life. So bored. Even this room is boring. He walked in and nothing happened.]

[Sighs]

[The bad part is he can't help but feel lonely. His mind drifts to that silly holiday with the hearts and flowers. He's not sure what to do or if he should do anything, so he slouches there and mulls it over in his mind. Deep in the pit of his stomach he starts to get a sort of sick feeling.]

Ugh...

[He plays with an unlit cigarette for quite a few hours. He's been at this since 6am and he hasn't moved.]





[At least he's not getting into trouble.]

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[littleangakkuq.livejournal.com]

[Hum~]

[He turns the page to show a big picture of broken ice and a thin, ragged woman with a basket on her back.]

[;w;]

[0ldsnake.livejournal.com]

[He's looking at the image, wondering what happens next...]

[littleangakkuq.livejournal.com]

[He turns another page and it shows her with a child. She's snatched him up and on the next page, placed him in her basket.]

Aah~!

[;w;]

[0ldsnake.livejournal.com]

Hnn-

[He quirks an eyebrow at that, but still, out of morbid curiosity...wonders what happens next.]

[littleangakkuq.livejournal.com]

[He flips the page and reveals newer pages slipped in between the regular story. The edited end is drawn on construction paper with pen ink and crayons. It shows a large man with blue squiggles and a big grey lump on his back picking up the spindly woman and releasing the little child. Next to him is a shorter man with a mass of red crayon hair and brown flaps spreading out from his body like wings, who has reached behind the chunks of ice and pulled out two more children from the woman's trap.]

[Bitty makes a pleased noise and smiles.]

[0ldsnake.livejournal.com]

[Snake scratches his head, but he seems to be enjoying the way that this story has taken a turn.]