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whereisthebutternorge:

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Matthias paused, looking at the other with a small pout on his lips. “I’m not stupid…” He didn’t like being called stupid.

((Crap, sorry… ;3; Evening~)))

“I…” He sighed and looked down at the table. “Beklager.” He whispered, leaning back in his seat and looking out the window, yawning slightly. “Just let me know when yer done and I’ll clean up.. I assume yer goin’ to eat more though. You’ve eaten more than half already…” He looked at the diminished pile of food sitting on the table, almost everything now resting in the Dane’s stomach. 

((It’s okay ^_^ and Evening.. er.. Night~ ^_^ ))

“I-I’m a growing boy, I need t’eat t’grow big an’ strong! That’s what Far would always say…” He nodded as he ate, his body hunched over the food as if he were afraid that someone would come around and try to take it from him: a habit he had picked up from living on the streets for so long. “An’ I can clean up after m’self, it’s th’nice thing t’do, right?”

((Ahaha, afternoon~))

Lukas sighed deeply, his gaze returning to the other. “No one’s goin’ to take yer food. If ya don’t sit up properly, ya’ll choke or ya’ll spill everythin’.” He said, crossing his arms as he watched the other. “Be careful, alright? And… Just try not to make too big of a mess.” He shook his head slowly, waiting for the other to be done still. “Besides, have ya ever even washed dishes before? Yer the guest, I’m not goin’ to make ya clean…” 

(( … Evening xD ))

Matthias could tell the other was waiting for him to finish, so he set down the fork and nodded. “I used t’do dishes a long time ago… And sometimes I’d do it for Bubba at the shelter.” Matthias grabbed the plates and shimmied off of the chair and over to the sink. “I can do it, if ya want me to…”

((Evening!))

“I…” Lukas watched the boy, sighing and following him to the sink. “I’ll help then.” He said, grabbing the stool and allowing Mathias up on it. “Be careful though. The water gets hot. And don’t use too much soap.. Make sure ya really clean it..” He watched the other carefully, allowing him to wash everything he had used. It was odd enough, having people here. Now they were cleaning and using his things… It was all so new to him, but very pleasant. 

“I will!” His face was determined as he washed and rewashed each of the dishes, making sure that they were perfect. He didn’t want to make the other boy think he was dumb or worthless because of where he’d been living for all these years.