More bedninjaing

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[You know the drill. XD]

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[bluenazca]

[I haven't been pushed away yet. Clearly something is amiss here.]

[I'll ask about it in the morning. For now I want to enjoy it's happening.]

[halfboiledjoker]

[Now that I think about it, feeling Philip next to me is kind of odd.]

[The windmills are doing pretty well, too. We're not even fighting.]

[I squeeze the belt a bit. Feels bony.]

[bluenazca]

[With the squeeze I can not attest to two things. The first is that that hand is not the hand of the person I was expecting it to be. The second was that this is not where I went to sleep. Upon further inspection there was an additional third thing: There's no more reason for that person to be sleeping with me]

[I guess this means I have to open my eyes now. drat.]

[halfboiledjoker]

[...my belt should not be bony. And even if Philip was the one next to me, he's not that bony either. So therefore...something's wrong.]

[I should probably wake up and see who's arm is actually slung around my waist. I really, REALLY hope it isn't Terui.]

[bluenazca]

[Might as well open my eyes and sigh quietly. What have I gotten myself into now?]

. . .

[With my eyes open and adjusting to look at the figure sleeping next to me, I can tell well enough already that I mind much less that I'm sleeping here now than I thought I was going to. I can, however, be a gentleman and give a sleepy smile]

Mr. Kamen Rider.

[halfboiledjoker]

[I pry my eyes open slowly. No need to rush this, right?]

[...this. Is very incredibly unexpected.]

...you?!

[bluenazca]

Good morning. Sleep well?

[It's the most I can offer while trying to figure out how I got here.]

[halfboiledjoker]

[I pull back a bit. But not too far - the bed in the nook isn't all that big, and my back is already against the wall.]

...why are you asking me that?

[Wait, that's the wrong question here.]

[bluenazca]

It felt like the right conversation starter.

[With a sigh and a roll I was out of the bed and standing and looking around. I definitely didn't venture in here myself, so how did this happen?]

[halfboiledjoker]

[My hand is hovering in midair, now that he's gone from underneath it. I think my jaw might be stuck open, too.]

The right...now wait a second!

[I roll up from the bed to stand, hands on hips.]

Why are you even in here?

[bluenazca]

[If I had those answers, I would look much happier and probably still in bed with you. Alas I don't and trying to come up with a viable answer is impossible.]

I'm not quite sure. I didn't come here of my own free will.

[My eyes go to you now, seeing that classic, yet heart-warming clueless look. It is rather nice to see, even if I'm just as confused]

[halfboiledjoker]

[He's giving me this look, like he's measuring me up for something. And for this weird moment, I forget that he's, well, not exactly a good guy.]

Are...you saying someone forced you to come here? Forced you into my bed?

[I snort. How ridiculous.]

[bluenazca]

I'm saying

[A pause, mostly to gather what I was going to retort with. There was no need to cause trouble or overstay my welcome. Yet what fun would it be to just leave?]

that I did not fall asleep where I woke up. Maybe it's a strange new power of a Gaia Memory, or possibly something else. I apologize for the confusion.

[halfboiledjoker]

A Gaia Memory that makes you wake up in my bed?

[I shudder. That's...not exactly a good thought. Especially if it means that it could happen again. Ever.]

You should just give up on that one, then. Throw it away. Or something.

[bluenazca]

I never said I had it. What good would it do me waking up here?

[Although of someone was experimenting with something like that, I'd love to humbly request to be left out of test subject selection.]

You might find it hard to believe, but I'm just as much a victim as you are here.

[halfboiledjoker]

[Him, a victim? I can't help but scoff. It's totally deserved.]

Oh, I definitely find it hard to believe. You, a victim? Come on, this detective wasn't born yesterday.

[Part of me wants him out of the agency, and now. The other park realizes that, well, I've got him here. We could try to settle this. Once and for all.]

[bluenazca]

While comforting that you regard yourself highly, I must be returning home.

[Personally I can see no more reason to stay. We've resolved that I was put here accidentally and I am not looking forward to going home, yet I have to do what I have to do.]

[halfboiledjoker]

Yeah, okay. You do that. Get out of here.

[...how in the world am I going to go back to sleep now? Knowing that this could maybe happen again? Euuugh.]