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Alec's waiting for Aiden at the Inn's front desk. He's not sure why he agreed to take in the solider boy... man... thing... but he agreed to it, and he would see to it that he was well taken care of. Because that's just the way he was.

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"It's an apartment, I doubt I'll get lost in it."

"Yeah, you would think that, wouldn't you? And there are some places you can't go into."

"Like your room?" One of the plates with the semi-living thing on it is picked up. If Alec doesn't shut up soon, it's going in his face.

"Well,no, actually. Um... Michael's lab's one place, and his library really. The place is a lot bigger than it looks." If Alec notices, he gives no sign.

"Uhuh, sure," Aiden nods, not really listening. He's more focused on discreetly aiming the plate so it land with the food in Alec's mouth. Once he's sure of the trajectory, he pulls back his arm and throws.

The plate explodes before it even reaches Alec. He narrows his eyes, "Throwing things is not acceptable behavior."

"Hm, damn." A second plate is grabbed and Alec is approached. "Is this better?" he asks before shoving the plate in his face.

There's a blurring motion and Alec's not there anymore. At least for a second. He's back again and nabs Aiden's ear, yanking it hard. He's lost that apathetic look he was wearing a bit ago and is now shunted into Parent Mode. "Okay. That was dumb," He yanks harder,"I was hoping we wouldn't need to go through a discussion of proper behavior, but apparently I was wrong."

"Oh! Oh oh ow!" Aiden yelps, leaning into the yank to lessen the pain. But hey, at least it snapped Alec out of his slump, right?

Oh sure it is.

Alec walk -yanks- Aiden a few feet, not letting go of the ear. "Now then, I'm sure you know what appropriate behavior is. I expect that. If you don't display that, then I'm gonna have to move into the punishment side of things, which I really don't like to do. I tend to make the punishment fit the crime."

"Crime? I didn't even touch you!" Aiden whines and whimpers as he's yanked along. "If you didn't leave ammo lying around, I wouldn't have had anything to throw!"

"You shouldn't have thrown it in the first place. That is not acceptable behavior or a way to have a discussion." Tug, yank, tug.

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