Sizzling Out (Lord Sinister x Frost Spirit)

Chapter 5; Adjusting

      Gravedigger kicked at the door with the top of his shoe. He had his arms full and when he was able to get a grip on the door, it was unfortunately locked. Sinister probably locked it on him, asshole. "Open the door! I got food!" he screamed, keeping at pounding the door with his foot. The dead bolt clicked and Sinister pulled back the door, grinning madly.

      "Did you forget your keys or something?" Sinister laughed as he was kicked out the way. "You're a bad roommate I want a new one," Gravedigger kicked the door closed behind him and Sinister took some stuff in his arms, going into the kitchen.  

      Gravedigger was busy trying to put the bags he had on the counter when Sinister dropped his off. "So what'd you get him?" Sinister asked as he shuffled through the bag he took. "I had to think for a moment. He looked like he could eat meat, so I decided to get him something like that. Then I just got him chicken wings. Ow!" Gravedigger covered his eye as he was assaulted with a straw wrapper.

      "You idiot! Really? Wings? Did you already forget why he's in a spleen?" Sinister growled at him. Of course Frost didn't have to know, but it would still be sort of wrong. "Whatever, birds eat other birds all the time," Gravedigger shrugged and glanced over at the living room, taking a double take when his vision passed by it.

      Sinister was angrily pulling out food when Gravedigger nudged him, "Check out Bird Boy. Freaky." Sinister looked up and was surprised to see Frost still watching the TV. But he sat squated down on the top of sofa, much like a bird would do to roost. His head was stretched forward and would twitch with the fast movements of the show that was on.

      Gravedigger began to lightly snicker at the sight. "Quit laughing at him! You still suck your thumb," Sinister whispered yelled at him. "Do not!" Gravedigger growled back.

      "Hey! Ice idiot, come here! We got something for you!" Gravedigger yelled to him. He screamed and jumped out of sight as Frost jumped from his spot in a flash and to the doorway of the kitchen to hiss at Gravedigger. Sinister began to madly laugh, it was well deserved. "He'll be back for his food, you can terrorise him then. But hey, he did get you something!" 

      Sinister pulled out the intended food for Frost. He didn't know how well he'd take it, but it was worth a shot? Frost seemed very unsure, but mostly confused. "Oh yeah. It's food. You basically put it in your mouth, move your jaw up and down-" Sinister was cut off from his foolish rant.

      "I know what food is, twit. I also know how to chew," Frost growled at him as he slowly stepped forward. Sinister deflated, that was quite embarrassing. "Well he got you...chicken. It has bone in it so don't go crazy," He slid the box over to the titan, who flinched at the incoming object.

      Frost was curious however. With a small pigeon like noise, he stepped forward and placed his hand on the box. It felt warm to the touch. Maybe even a little hot. It took him a minute  to figure out how to open the box, but after an agitated coo escaped his throat, he got the box open.

      He picked up one of the wings and studied it. It felt greasy and warm, a bit squishy too. Frost brought up to his face and gave it a quick sniff, pulling back at the intense smell. But it smelled pretty nice. His eyes traveled upward to see a staring Sinister. Frost growled, "What?"

      Sinister shook out of it, "Sorry, you were making these bird sounds. It was sorta cute." Frost felt his face flush and he hissed. "Never describe me that way again or I'll smash your head in!" He threatened. Sinister held in the laughter with all his might. He wasn't afraid of this midget, it was really funny.

      Frost brought the wing back to him and sniffed. Sinister watched in pure awe at seeing Frost gnaw on the wing, bone and all. He was actually chewing down the bone as he ate it oddly. It was like watching a cat eat. It was weird yet oddly interesting.