Better than a fairytale

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Everyone has heard the story of Hansel and Gretel. They get sidetracked in a forest and are led to a mysterious looking house made out of gingerbread.

And of course, being that this was a Nexus, similar situations had to apply here.

As it just so happens, that fiesty Ocelot was walking down the hallway, attempting to figure out what to do with the build up of energy inside of him. He stopped abruptly, lifting his head and picked out a scent nearby.

Chocolate.

Immediately, he followed the scent that stopped at a brown door. Seeing as he was named after a feline, curiosity took hold of him and he pushed the door open. Inside the room was a small lane, and at the end of that lane was a house.

A house made out of chocolate.

Baffled and yet allured by the sight, Ocelot had no choice but to step inside and make his way down to the edible home.

You better stop him or join him, or he'll try to eat it by himself.

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[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Is that so?

[He steps closer, following the lane up to the house.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[The old cat was having the time of his life, trying out the different types of chocolate layered around the house.]

It smells divine.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

That it does.

[He wanders along the house's perimeter, visually inspecting the uneaten parts.]

You just found this here?

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Yes. I tend to find quite a few rooms like this.

Not that it is a bad thing. [Ocelot started biting at the corner of the house, humming in pleasure.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Maybe this is happening because of you.

[Big Boss just might be catching on to a trend; at least, he thinks he is. He watches Adam gnaw on the house and he blushed a bit. This may be the most surreal thing he's seen since he's been here.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Me? Now where on earth would get an idea like that~?

[He lapped his lips which had been smeared with chocolate, and then picked up a chocolate flower, handing it to John.]

A chocolate flower for an equally sweet man.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

I am sure that in some way this is your fault.

...

[He takes the flower and tries his best to not let it show too much just how touched he is by Adam's words and his actions.]

_Thanks.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

How so?

[Adam smiiiles.]

You're welcome. Now... Let's take a look inside.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Whenever this sort of room happens, you're always near by partaking...I think the Nexus is getting these ideas from your desires-

Inside? Hnn. [He doesn't look as if he wants to venture in the chocolate house.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

It usually ends up posessing two of my favorite things~

Settling my sweet tooth, and you.

[Of course, if there was some combat involved, he might be in his element and never leave.]

[Being the experimental man he was, Ocelot stepped into the house. Everything looked... eatable.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[John waits for him to return. He's not trusting the stability of a building made completely of an easily digestible and meltable substance.]

Hnn. I am a 'favorite thing'?

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot was sitting down by the table near the door. He started eating a spoon made out of chocolate.]

Yes you are~

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Hnn. [He glances away, clearly uncomfortable with Adam being so frank about this.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Not used to the flirting, are you?

Very well. [He ate the spoon up in silence and gave his lips a little wipe with his handkercheif, before slowly standing up.]

I apologize.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[He quirks a brow. That was...unusual.]

Really?

[His tone was almost sarcastic and filled with disbelief.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Yes.

You should be lucky I can read you by now, John.

[Adam sighed, pocketing his hanky.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Can you, really?

Hnh. [He scoffs.]

Read me now. What do I want to do right now?

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

My first guess would be how much you are craving to eat the contents of this chocolate house.

[Adam would be surprised if he was wrong in believing that there's at least a little bit of hunger involved.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

You're wrong.

Hnn, I am disappointed. It appears that you don't know me as well as you think you do.

[He actually wanted to plant a kiss on him, but since Adam guessed wrongly, he won't be doing that.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Hmmh.

[Adam grumbled a little, not at all pleased. John could be showing the expression of something and meaning something else entirely.]

Very well. I got that wrong.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Yes. It's not as if you could read my mind, no matter how much you wish you could.

[He pats Adam on the shoulder.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Perhaps some things would be less conflicting if I could.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

You don't need to read my mind, Adam. You accept me as I am. That's enough.

[He removes his hand and returns to peering at the candy house curiously.]