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Mosi blushed brightly. "I am, but I'm not comfortable thinking about sleeping with a thirteen year old boy." He meant that, and he stuck his tongue out at Tomias. "And I suppose you'd be a bit of a hypocrit to have a problem with your thirteen year old son having sex at his age. How old were you again? Nine?" He stuck his tongue out one more time before returning his attention back to his work. Mosi wasn't comfortable with this line of conversation.
 
he rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Please. Give me some credit." He stated, letting a little bit of silence ensue before he turned to him once more. "I was twelve." He stuck his tongue out at him and then poked his forehead lightly. "Just don't break him." He turned on his heel and began to make his way toward his office once more.
 
Nine. Twelve. There wasn't much of a difference when it came to losing one's virginity. Mosi just shook his head and continued to work. "Oh, I'll see you tonight for dinner!" he called out, not really thinking about it. Mosi just assumed that Tomias had heard Ambrose's invitation to dinner. "I'll bring a dessert or something... One that cannot disappear with you and Uncle Nikkos into the bedroom!" He shuddered at that last thought.
 
"You doubt my abilities!" he called after him, giggling while skipping off now to his room.

ambrose was giddy. He was fussing with the bottom of his shorts as he sat on his bed. He tugged at the lacy material, looking from the clock to the front door then back again. He was nervous. He had asked Mosi to come. While it was not a date, he had asked him to start dating him, be his boyfriend, or whatever else, and he just wanted to get this over with. His father said that Mosi was bringing dessert, but that did not mean that he wasn't paranoid that he would come over. He really was lacking in patience right now.
 
Moving up to the door, Mosi was carrying a large tray of double fudge brownies. It was only when he reached the door that he realized that he had no way of knocking. Instead, he kicked the door a little, hoping he hadn't damaged the door. While he waited for an answer, the pink-haired male thought about his situation. He was dating his thirteen year old student, and he was quite happy about it really. He hadn't been lying to Tomias when he said that he enjoyed Ambrose's company and really, he didn't see any problem with them having a good time together.
 
Hearing the knock, the teen was up and onto his feet instantly. Rushing over to the door, he opened it up and smiled warmly at the man. "Good evening, Mosi!" He said happily, taking the tray from him and stepping to the side to allow him to enter the house. He bounced a little bit as he looked up at him. Eyes fluttering and he grinned with his happiness. He really, really was happy that he came! Very, very relieved. He giggled, eyes sparkling while his attention stayed with the man. "Were the rest of your classes all right?"
 
Smiling, Mosi leaned in and pressed a kiss to the teen's cheek. "Hello, Ambrose." He shut the door behind him and followed the male into the kitchen and took the tray to set it on the counter while saying hello to his uncles. He offered to help set the table, and took what he'd need and Ambrose into the dining room while chatting with him. "I had no classes this afternoon. But how were yours?"
 
"oh." He shrugged while setting down the plates and forks -- Mosi having knives and glasses -- and smiled lightly. "They went well. I really like Gabriel. Er... Is he Uncle Gabriel?" He asked, looking over at his father who had wound up shook his head in question. He then went on to set the things down. "It's very interesting. I like making the different potions. I haven't blown anything up either."
 
"Uncle Gabriel, yes." Mosi nodded to the question and continued to help set the table, laying out plates, forks and napkins. "That's very good to hear. But you have your father's genes. You'll blow something up sooner or later." He was only half teasing. Once the table was set, Mosi poked his head into the kitchen before stealing Ambrose away into the living room to just sit and chat quietly. He enjoyed doing that most with the teen, really.
 
Ambrose let out a little laugh and gave him a little nod. He followed him to the living room. Sitting down, he pulled his knees to his chest and turned to look over at the male, smiling a little bit more. "I really am glad that they took me in. Though... Uncle Relic keeps coming up with outfits and ... a few dresses. They're beautiful! They really are, but ... I do not really wish to get mistaken for a girl even more. Though... it would be very nice to wear one.' he admitted, a faint pink tinting to his cheeks as he did so. He rested against the couch, looking over at him and smiling lightly.
 
"Yes... Uncle Relic quite enjoys making clothes for everyone in the family. It's one expense I do not have-a wardrobe." He nodded about the dresses, though Mosi quite enjoyed wearing them. "You should wear one when we go out. I'll think of a nice place so you can dress up." Mosi sat back on the sofa and draped one knee over the other. "A show, perhaps. To make up for the ballet that we had to miss."
 
he bit his bottom lip, looking up at the gorgeous pink-haired male and smiled a little bit more. He would definitely wear the dress if it meant going to a show with him. He would love to do that. He nodded happily to his words and straightened up a little more. "Do you want to see them?" He asked, eyes sparkling while his eyes stayed to the man's, just wanting to show them to Mosi. He would appreciate them even more. He knew that he would. Though, he may want to borrow quite a few of them. Already, he had a good seven dresses that Relic made for him, and they were made with such gorgeous material!
 
Nicholai nodded and sighed softly. "Whatever works for yo, I suppose." he commented and then flopped back into the mattress with a little groan to his lips. "Are you looking forward to taking over 'the throne' when your father passes it to you/" Yea. He was in a questioning mood. He had been thinking far too much. And honestly? he would be a WRETCHED Santa Clause. he did not like kids. He just could not find the urge to like them. At all.
 
He shrugged. It wasn't a huge deal...so long as he remembered how many years he pushed time ahead or forward. He hadn't quite mastered that bit, yet...much to his father's annoyance. Oh well. He had a long time to practice. Sure, he'd already had (about) three hundred years. But that didn't matter. He had an eternity more. "Don't really care either way."
 
Nicholai sighed and rolled his eyes a moment later. Yea. Of course he did not understand. Grumbling, he fell back onto the bed, hand flopping onto his face with a soft sigh. How did he get roomed with him again?

Running into the room, the pink-haired man pounced onto Claus's form. Straddling his hips as he looked down at him. "Have you seen Damien?!" he squealed out, bouncing on the other's form while he waited impatiently for his answer. He wanted to know where the gorgeous being had wandered off to. He was going to have so much fun with him.
 
Rilian looked up when their room was invaded and scowled. He didn't like overly hyper people, and Bunny Boy was past overly hyper. "Yes. Because we so hang out with the professors for shits and giggles." Being mean, he froze time. It was fun to freeze time, really. He could move about, and others were aware of the freeze (they called it day dreaming) but couldn't do anything about it. He laughed and got up, tieing the bunny's ears in a knot for his own amusement before releasing time.
 
The pinkette giggled happily before he suddenly felt his ears tied. his brows furrowed and he growled. "jerk!" He groaned and lifted his hands to begin untying his ears. Turning to look at the man, his brows furrowed as he stared at him. "You're so mean to me!" he protested, sliding off of the brunette and making his way over to where the man was. "You knooow. You'd be a lot better if you played with me." He offered, smirk to his lips as he stared at the male.
 
He snorted. "I have standards. And they don't include creatures that fuck anything that moves." Rilian flicked the bunny's ear and retreated to the library, unwilling to not kill the male if he had to spend anymore time with him. To add insult to injury, the silver haired male caught the professor in the hallway and engaged him in conversation...for an hour.
 
James giggled and turned on his heel to turn back to Nicholai, grinning as he did so. "See? I am a helpful friend." he commented, seeming far more relaxed while he walked over to where the man was. He sat down, right leg draping over his left and he sighed. "Though, I am still waiting for Damien." he admitted, pouting and leaning to rest his head onto the other's shoulder. "Less lil' santa wants to play?"

The brunette rolled his eyes. "You know how I feel about mindless, heartless, sex." He stated, kissing his temple before shrugging. "Check his office. That's what I'd do."
 
Storming through the building, his ears stayed plastered to his pink locks, practically fuming from the ears as he did so. He was beyond pissed at this point. How could he not be?! He WAS trying to start a relationship with him. He honestly was. He was happy about it too! And that was what hurt the most. He did not want to have heartache before they even started dating. He groaned, hand resting at his chest, clenching the fabric there while he headed out toward the courtyard.
 
Caden fell into Tanner's sofa, sighing lightly. He was tired. The blond had worked many hours that week, and hadn't 'eaten' in days. Not only had his schedule not allowed for him to visit his brother, but Caden felt bad taking advantage of Tanner to eat, too. He knew that he needed to find someone else to help him with that, but also knew that it was something very intimate and he wouldn't be comfortable with just anyone.
 
Slowly, Astro made his way into his uncle's house. He wanted to do his homework here since there was no little bratty brunette trying to tear his homework up, set it on fire, or whatever else. He moved into the living room and stopped upon seeing the blond. He stared, brow arching in question as he slowly made his way toward him. "What are you doing here?"
 
Looking up when he heard the noise of someone walking into the room, Caden was a bit sad that it wasn't Tanner. He was beginning to get sick again-he was famous for doing that to himself, of course. The blond raised an eyebrow at the male. "I'm waiting for my brother. Don't you have your own home?" He hadn't meant to be snippy. Even though he didn't know Astro very well, he didn't dislike the male, either. He was just hungry. And tired.
 
"Don't you have a neck to bite?" He snapped back, turning to move to the other side of the couch. "I'm here because Ryuu is an evil brat." he stated, sitting down and draping his right leg over his left. A book pulled out and set onto his lap while his eyes fluttered to the page. "By the way, you look like shit.' He added, keeping his attention to the book. He knew he was being mean, but he did not feel like being nice to him. Besides, he would just blame it on the other's lack of blood. He was a perfect angel in everyone else's minds.
 
"I would if Tanner would hurry up!" he snapped, crinkling his nose at the other. "Yeah? You're no prize either." Okay that was being mean. But he couldn't help it. When he got hungry like this, the filter between his brain and his mouth disappeared. Grumbling to himself about...well, everything, Calder forced himself off the sofa (and stumbled a bit) and made his way into the kitchen. Maybe he'd left a blood packet in Tanner's fridge... It would at least tide him over...
 
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