[Accidental Video]

[whatwas]

[The PCD is set on a bedside table, so nothing is really the center of focus. The part of the window in view is carefully boarded up, and the bed is large and clean. And occupied.

Horst wakes the moment the sun is gone, just a twitch of the fingers at first and then a groggy mumble. He rolls onto his side, instinctively moving towards warmth. Yuca is next to him, though very much awake; the PCD can't see much of him at first, though.

Horst's arm snakes around Yuca's waist and pulls him closer.]

Hey. Fancy meeting you here.

...House is quiet. What'd you do with the kids?

[He sees the blinking light, makes a face, and turns the PCD off]

Comments

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

It's a miracle. Praise God.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

It's unfortunate consequences.

Don't think it won't be rectified someday.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Is that a threat, Dad?

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

It's something to remember.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Why don't you tell me how it's going to be rectified then. So I don't forget.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

You should visit, then, so I can demonstrate.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Now now, I don't like surprises.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Yet if I explained, you wouldn't be able to comprehend it.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

You never know. Speak slowly, use small words and diagrams.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Don't presume to order me to do anything.