Monday 8th June 2015.
Toby woke up extremely tired and grumpy, and so I simply chuckled and ruffled his hair. "You're probably just hungry, y'know..." He shook his head, folding his arms with a pout. I grinned. "Fine, c'mon, let's go downstairs and watch a movie." He sighed and nodded, remaining silent. 'Wonder what's up with him?' As I carried him bundled up in blankets down to the sofa, he seemed slightly distant, as if in deep thought.
We watched film after film, speaking briefly in between. I was starting to get seriously worried about him now. He hadn't really spoken since we woke up... I made my way into the kitchen and grabbed an apple, biting into it and slumping back down onto the sofa with my arm loosely around his shoulders.
//Hello boys. I see the house is well looked after?\\ I jumped slightly, seeing our boss before us.
"Y-Yessir!" And with that, the pastas began filling the living room. I noticed hoodie with his mask off, eyebrow raised at us. That's when I realised I still had my arm around Toby, and quickly shuffled over to the other side of the couch.
"You had fun, I take it?" He smirked. My face tinted pink and I shook my head,
"Pfft, no, I-... Uh." He laughed,
"Dude whatever. I knew already." I stared at him in disbelief.
"You did?" He chuckled again,
"Course! I didn't wanna say somethin' incase you weren't aware yet."
"You knew before I did?" I asked, slightly mad. He rolled his eyes.
"Duh." It was then it hit me that his mask was actually off. He never has it off.
"What's up with that?" Of course he knew what I meant immediately.
"Let's just say you weren't the only one to get some." A grin crossed his face, and I smirked back.
"Good job man, who is she?" He tapped the side of his nose and winked.
//Ahem. If you're quite finished?\\
We both bowed our heads respectfully.
"Sorry sir." We said in unison.
//Better. Now, Masky, I assume you have urged Toby to finish his training?\\
My eyes met with Toby's, face drained.
"...T-Training?"
A/N:
I AM A HORRIBLE HUMAN BEING
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I'M SORRY!!! But it's finally complete... Now what?
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