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Char-La-Genic

"She passed out?" Vince asks as his attention is pretty much on the TV. "Yes.. why?" Ray hovers behind him. He moves around and sits on the arm of the chair.
"I.. couldn't tell you." Ray huffs at him.
"Can't or wont?"
"You figure that out yourself, doll."
"Ugh! I can't have no idea why my worker is acting weird!"
"Describe weird more. I'm sure by now you know she's something."
"She was shivering and looked.. out of it. Then she took her nail to her arm and sliced it."

Vince groans and rubs the bridge of his nose. Ray offers his head, letting Vince run his fingers through his hair. "Where is she now?" Ray hums and leans more into his touch. "Ray." The littler one points to across the way where Charlotte's designated room is. "You can't leave her alone. Go back to her."
He shakes his head. "Mm.. Levi is there."

Ray falls onto Vince's lap. His head rests against the man's shoulder. "Man you're a sucker for head scratches." Vince smirks and lifts his hand. "More." Ray pouts when the hand doesn't immediately go back down. He looks up to Vince. "More.. please." Vince kisses his cheek and puts his hand back on his head. "How sweet. You know.. Charlotte is a fan of playing with hair. If you ask her sometime she might just play with yours. It calms her down quite a bit if she's stressed." Ray shakes his head. "..don't like me.. as expected." Vince shrugs. "I'm only this calm because I know I'm not getting out of here. She'll calm down as well. Give her some time." Ray looks at him. His eyes dead set on his own. "Am I allowed to call her something that begins with a 'b' and ends with a 't'?" He shakes his head at Ray. "I'd prefer you not, but yes.. she is that. Other than her attitude she's rather fun to be around." Vince sighs. "That woman.. truly something else."

"You like her, right?" Ray looks down and takes Vince's free hand.
"I do. What's it to ya?"
Ray plays with his fingers, sighing at the news he heard. "She like you?"
"I'm.. what are you getting at, Ray?"
"Nothing."
"Ray.."
"Nothing! Stop prying!"
"I'm gonna pry when it has to do with her."
"You act like she's some fragile, weak witch when she's actually stronger than you!"
  "It's deeper than that, Ray! I'm not arguing with you. Off my lap. Go to Levi."

Vince stops all motion, using his hand to hold his head up. Ray pouts and sits up facing him. "Pet me." Vince motions to the door. "Go and don't even think about begging Charlotte. You stay off her." Ray slams his fist on Vince's chest. "I want it. Your hand. My head." He pouts some more and adjusts himself. "Ray, your sentences are getting shorter. Want me to go get Levi?" Ray shakes his head. "I trust."

Meanwhile with the other two..

"Charlotte I've gotta help your arm one way or another and you won't like what I'll resort to." Levi crosses his arms, staring at Charlotte who's looking away from him. "Charlotte."

"My arm is fine. Stop it. You're annoying me.. idiot." She mumbles the last part. When he goes to reach for her arm she throws a book at his head. Levi glares at her before picking the book up and putting it back. "Your arm will get infected." He states. "'Your arm will get infected' my ass! Stop babying me because one thing happened!" Levi gives her a face. "..I'm not winning this battle.." he says disappointed.

She sticks her tongue out. "Just stop it and go order my books! Wait.. take me with you though." She smiles and looks back to him. Levi groans in defeat. "I'll carry you. Wanna be on my back or my side?" She raises her arms. "I wanna be on your side!" He picks her up and holds her at his hip. "Spoiled." Charlotte giggles into his shoulder. "Maybeee, but you did numb my legs so who's fault is that?"
He sighs and she giggles more.

"Why are you so giggly right now?" She hugs him. "Because I'm still so small compared to you even when you are carrying me!" Levi cracks a small smile. "So you CAN smile! Ya big brute. Oh my god. My filter just went out the window. Embarrassing! Anyways.. walk faster! I want my books!!"