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Sensei is gone. There was a stuffed panda in his lab waiting for me.

I can't find him anywhere. I've looked everywhere I can possibly think of. I don't know where he could of wondered off to.

By chance, did he come over to your house BLU? That's the last place left I can think of. I've exhausted all my other options, I don't want to think that he left me too.

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[Sniper had finished his eggs and a single muffin by the time he realized Pyro was asleep, having pointedly kept his eyes on his plate to avoid actually having to talk to her. Yes, the food was good, but that didn't mean he wanted to have a conversation about it, especially when it was clear she wanted him to eat as much of it as possible. By the time he did glance at her, she was already nodding off.

His mind wandered. For a moment, he'd considered seeing if he could find something she would eat or drink, and lacing it with sleeping medication. She'd get some much-needed rest, he'd possibly have a night without her hanging on him; it was a win-win scenario as far as he was concerned.

On the other hand, there was some nagging sense of morality that told him drugging the girl to sleep, even if she'd had a rough day where her friend— possibly more, and he shuddered at that thought— had disappeared without a trace was not a good decision, especially when she apparently trusted him more than he trusted her. He reconsidered his options- after all, as pesky as she could be, she did genuinely seem to have his best interests at heart. Sometimes.

Maybe if he was quiet about it, he could make it back to the bedroom without disturbing her. At least come back and give her a blanket before climbing into bed for the remainder of the night.

That plan in mind, he slid out of his chair as noiselessly as possible, using his crutch to get to his feet.]

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[Pyro would still be asleep by the time he came back. With a hand outstretched on the table now, the young woman appeared to be grabbing for something in particular but was unable to find it. Little whimpers would escape her lips as her palm still felt empty and soon tears would begin to fall from the corner of her closed eyes.]

Sensei... don't leave me alone... you ca-can't.... not allowed. Who will scold me?

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[It took Sniper several minutes to quietly exit the room, hobble down the hallway, grab the red blanket Chibi had given him, and return to the kitchen, though he was pleasantly surprised to find Pyro still there, sleeping away. It was evident her sleep was not too restful, though: she called out that nickname she had for Medic, her sadness over his loss apparent. He wasn't a terrific judge of people, but given how she'd been all over him at the party, perhaps the feelings Medic had for her were returned. Or maybe that was just how Pyro showed affection, and it was one-sided. Sniper sighed to himself- feelings, bah.

He had second thoughts about drugging her, some pitying part of him kicking in, but that would require waking her... He paused as he neared the table, setting the blanket across the back of the chair in which he'd been sitting- there was a chance she'd wake up as he put the blanket over her. That'd be his luck, dragging himself into territory he didn't want to be in through one of his rare good-natured gestures. And he did like to have a backup plan.

Sleep aid it was then. She didn't seem like the type who would believe a glass of water would help her sleep; coffee was more his thing than hers. As quietly as possible, he shuffled around the kitchen, looking into the cabinets. A packet labeled as hot cocoa mix seemed like it'd be the solution to his problems. Some instruction-reading and water-boiling and irritable grumbling later, he had a completely inconspicuous mug of hot cocoa for her. Crushing a pill into it, he returned to the table, setting it before her. Even if she woke up later, she might drink it, he thought. Either way, it was shaping up to be a good night's rest for at least one of them.

He grabbed the blanket and unfolded it, setting it over her shoulders as gingerly as he could.]

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[Pyro would eventually wake up and see what appeared to be a steaming cup of coffee next to her. Had Sniper forgotten his drink? With a tilt of her head, the woman felt something fall slightly off her shoulders. ... A blanket.

Had she been tucked in by Sniper? No, he wouldn't do anything so sweet as that. It had to be Jell-O.

Taking the cup into her hands, Pyro yawned and headed back towards her room. Calling out for Sniper, she glanced about curiously.]

Mr. Hawk, you forgot your coffee, it's still warm too!

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[By the time Sniper heard Pyro call for him, he'd already hobbled his way back to the bedroom, having tossed his crutch aside as he settled down in the center of the bed for a good night's rest. He groaned as Pyro's voice rang down the hallway, resigning to another night of her flinging her arms around his neck and him trying to pry himself away from her once she was asleep. He missed exactly what she'd said, but he was sure it was probably something about how lonely he supposedly was, or how he ought to wear his ears to bed.

Even hearing her footsteps in the hall, he nestled himself into the bed, deciding to get the best spot for himself before she had her pick. She'd probably push him over anyway, he reasoned.]

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[Making her way towards the bed, she heard some rustling about and chuckled. It was nice that he wasn't pretending to be asleep. Maybe he wasn't so bothered by her presence after all?]

Hey. Want to finish this? I don't like things going to waste...

[Sitting on the edge of the bed, she offered out the hot cup with a smile. The sleep aid that had been put into it was unknown to Pyro. Nothing but pure luck was on her side at this very moment.]

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[He may have been in for another uncomfortable night of sharing a bed with a childlike woman, but at least she'd thought to bring him his coffee, which he'd forgotten in the kitchen in his haste to get out before she awakened. With a quick word of thanks, he took the mug from her and downed half of it in a single swallow, not even taking the time to smell the aroma coming from it.

It wasn't until it was already in his mouth and on the way down his throat— too late to spit it out, especially when in the company of a woman— that he realized it was not coffee, the sugary taste of chocolate giving away its true nature. He winced visibly, staring into the mug in mild horror.]

This isn't my coffee.

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Ah, really? Well... it was by me and I don't drink coffee. It's bitter and gross. Only old people with no taste buds drink that sort of stuff.

[Pyro's honesty could kill.

Looking at the cup curiously, she scratched at her cheek.]

So if it isn't coffee, what is it? Isn't that all Mr. Hawk drinks?

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[He ignored her bluntness about his age for the moment, still grinding his teeth over the fact he'd just downed half of his own spiked drink. So much for that brilliant idea.]

It's hot chocolate. I made it for you.

[Part of him was a bit embarrassed to admit that, but in light of the fact that in about ten or twenty minutes, he'd start succumbing to his own clever plan as it had backfired horribly, he was willing to forgo his usual attention to his proud image.]

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....!?

[Scooting away in shock, Pyro fell off the bed and tumbled backwards on the floor until she hit the closet with a loud thud. As she attempted to situate herself back into a normal position she found that her legs did not want to let her stand up. Looking down at them, she noticed how shaky they appeared.

... Odd. What was this? This was getting weird again. Too weird.

Letting her eyes dart around everywhere except at Sniper, she let out a squeak.]

You... made it for me? Why would you do that?

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[RED snorted at her reaction. She was apparently surprised he'd gone out of his way to do anything even remotely kind for her- understandable, given his standoffish nature and relative dislike for all things even vaguely related to camaraderie; however, what she didn't know was his ulterior motive for making the drink in the first place. She might not've been so kind if she knew it was laced with sleeping pills. Not that he was going to reveal that little tidbit to her, of course.]

Don't be so surprised. You nodded off at the table and were talkin' in your sleep. Sounded rough. I thought if you woke up, the drink might help calm you down, I suppose.

[Calm her down via medication, but the result would have been good enough.]

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...

[Even if he put it like that. He was thinking of her. The very thought meant he was showing concern for her feelings.]

Sniper...

[There was a smile on her face that trembled before she placed both of her scarred hands over her face and began sobbing again. As fast as the tears came, fingertips rubbed them away from the corner of her eyes.

Kneeling there on the ground, Pyro extended her arms upwards and continued to smile with closed eyes.]

Can I have a hug? Please?

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[His plan had backfired, she was crying again, and she wanted to invade his personal space. He pushed a sigh through him, inwardly kicking himself for thinking for even a moment that things were going his way for a change.

He eyed her as she reached up from the floor, setting the mug on the nightstand. He had a feeling with how rotten his luck had been so far, he was not getting out of hugging her. That didn't mean he wasn't going avoid it as long as possible.]

From all the way over there?

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[He didn't get the hint. So much for trying to get him to come over and embrace her (and give her a chance at the better bed spot). After what seemed like minutes of attempting to get back up on wobbly legs, Pyro made it as far as the edge of the bed before rolling over on it a couples times and reaching her arms out to wrap around Sniper's torso.]

I'm not letting go, ever.

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[He rubbed his eyes as she rose from her spot, her arms around him before he'd finished. He pulled against her automatically, but felt heaviness already setting into his limbs.]

You're gonna have to let go sometime. It's not like I can go much of anywhere here, anyway.

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Not until you're all healed up. Until then, I'm going to hug you and keep you warm... alright?

[Sniffling slightly, she pulled the covers over her frame and enjoyed the warmth that began to fill her. It was a little different from that of a firepit, but it was just as soothing and loving to her.]

Sniper is very warm. His body is nice.

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That's not quite what—

[He was cut off as she buried herself under the covers, still attached to his torso. He tried to scoot himself back to the pillows, but found he was stuck with her on him. He made due, pulling the only pillow he could reach toward him and setting it behind his head as he reclined. He then got to work trying to pick her arms from around him, the sluggishness of his fingers growing by the second.]

Er, yes. That's, uh... hm.

[He couldn't tell if it was the medication or simply his own ineptitude, but he couldn't think how to respond to her comment about his body.]

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[She simply thought he was trying to be affectionate and stroke her. There was no way he'd pull away from such a snuggly body as hers. Resting her head against his chest, she continued with her annoying and awkward nuzzling that Sniper had learned to hate.]

Yes? You have to finish your sentences, you know. I don't read minds.

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[With the heat of her body against his fighting back the chill of the air, combined with the sleep aid starting to take effect, Sniper was finding it very hard to keep his eyes open and his mind on the conversation. Pulling away from her was already off his mind.]

Oh. Sorry, I, er... What were we talking about, pumpkin?

[He took a deep breath, instinctively trying to control himself and the flushing of his face as even his drug-addled mind realized his embarrassment; however, it only furthered his exhaustion. His hand that had been trying to pry her from him came to rest on her arm as he struggled to focus.]

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[Shaking her head at his response, she decided it was best for him to get some rest if he was having trouble with his sentences.]

Mnn, Daijoubou. Just get some rest now. We can talk in the morning.

[Placing a hand on top of his head, she began to pet him again. It had become an obsession for her to treat him like her precious pet. If Sniper was any kind of dog, he'd have to be the biggest of all four-legged friends because of those long legs.

A Great Dane suited him.

Chuckling at the thought, she watched him slowly begin to doze off into dreamland.]

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[His breath was deeper as he mumbled something in response, his voice low, words completely incoherent. His mind drifted as his eyes closed, thinking of times he thought he'd forgotten. While he spent most of his time catering to his preference for solitude, he hadn't always slept alone.

Something sent a chill through him; he reacted, pulling the source of warmth in the bed to him, resting his head atop hers, the smell of cigarettes and shampoo teasing him even in his sleep.]

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[When her body was pulled close to him, Pyro let out a tiny gasp. This was the first time she could recall Sniper wanting to be so close to her of his own freewill. Feeling his head come to rest atop of hers just added to the confusion. Was Sniper being... affectionate towards her?

Feeling her mouth grow dry, she attempted to swallow and took several tries attempting to do so before she succeeded. Her body's response was awkward and she was heating up in that peculiar way that frightened her.

Moving her head slightly so she could glance up at his face, without warning; Pyro subconsciously began to move towards his face. Grazing her lips over his scruffy cheek, a small kiss was left there.]

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[Normally, Sniper was a light sleeper, one prepared to awaken if he heard the slightest noise or felt a disturbance in the air around him- his paranoia mingled with hunting instincts, both trained in keeping him aware of his surroundings even as he dozed. One never knew when an attack was coming, be it from man or beast. However, with his senses dulled by the drugs, he slept deeper, not thinking of what could be out to kill him as he nodded off.

Instead, he thought of those better times he hadn't thought of in years, memories fueled by similar sensations- the bed shared, that lingering smell of baked goods, a brush against his cheek. He let out a low chuckle, a grin crossing him as he muttered again.]

Hm. Tickles.