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paixaorpg2008-01-29 10:28 pm
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Bon Appétit [Completed]
Character(s): Timon, Pumbaa, Vyers, and Sally
Content: After Vyers promise to treat Timon to lunch, the pair enjoy a home cooked meal with the company of their own two guests.
Setting: Porfavore's [I5]
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: none
The large smirk across the meerkats lips never ceased to fade, even after the long journey to the little family owned restaurant. He'd definitely been thinking of something he liked. Wither it was the free meal he was about to receive, or perhaps something more, it would remain mystery. Well, at least for now. As much as he'd of liked to, Timon couldn't spill anything. The possibility of Pumbaa accidentally letting something slip was unfortunately to high.
... Then again, the warthog was his best friend. They'd known each other for years and never kept a secret from one another. Not any secret he knew of, anyway. Then again, that didn't mean Pumbaa couldn't be hiding something from him. -wait, what was he thinking? HE was the one keeping the secret here, not Pumbaa. How could he not tell him his plan? Oh wait, he just explained that, hadn't he?
As Porfavore's came into sight, he pushed the thought away and began to bounce excitedly on his friends head. "There it is!" He said, pointing toward the restaurant. "Finally! I was startin' to think we'd taken another wrong turn. Geez, this map his harder to use than I thought... They outta start puttin' up signs 'round this place."
Content: After Vyers promise to treat Timon to lunch, the pair enjoy a home cooked meal with the company of their own two guests.
Setting: Porfavore's [I5]
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: none
The large smirk across the meerkats lips never ceased to fade, even after the long journey to the little family owned restaurant. He'd definitely been thinking of something he liked. Wither it was the free meal he was about to receive, or perhaps something more, it would remain mystery. Well, at least for now. As much as he'd of liked to, Timon couldn't spill anything. The possibility of Pumbaa accidentally letting something slip was unfortunately to high.
... Then again, the warthog was his best friend. They'd known each other for years and never kept a secret from one another. Not any secret he knew of, anyway. Then again, that didn't mean Pumbaa couldn't be hiding something from him. -wait, what was he thinking? HE was the one keeping the secret here, not Pumbaa. How could he not tell him his plan? Oh wait, he just explained that, hadn't he?
As Porfavore's came into sight, he pushed the thought away and began to bounce excitedly on his friends head. "There it is!" He said, pointing toward the restaurant. "Finally! I was startin' to think we'd taken another wrong turn. Geez, this map his harder to use than I thought... They outta start puttin' up signs 'round this place."
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My, but it was quiet at this table. The gentle buzz of conversation everywhere else was enough to keep it from being too maddening, but the pressure of the silence was still uncomfortable. "So..." he began, looking around boredly, but trailed off after that, unsure of exactly what to say.