Lonely girls

Cyzarine giggled quieter and pressed a kiss to his cheek in return.

Demyx yawned and placed his guitar on the floor, "I want ice cream." He mumbled randomly.

Cyzarine tilted her head to one side and shrugged. "I think Rosie'll be okay if we go get some."

"Rose could try ice cream." Demyx suggested, kicking his feet childishly.

Cyzarine nodded. "But we have to get the ice cream from the kitchen first." she pointed out.

Demyx nodded, "Ice cream!" He was acting even more childlike than usual.

Cyzarine smiled. "Okay, Dem-Dem. Let's go get the ice-cream!"

Demyx leapt up and charged out of the room, "Ice cream!"

Cyzarine laughed and followed, sending a message to Hatty mentally. The fairy grumbled and flew up from the draw to keep an eye on the sleeping baby.

Demyx began dancing down the corridors as they went, "Ice creaaaaam!"

Cyzarine giggled and danced after him.

Demyx nearly fell on the stairs but regained his balance quickly and carried on moving.

Cyzarine flew down the stairs, spinning in the air before she landed.

Demyx glanced up, "No fair!"

Cyzarine giggled. "You can fly too, remember?" she flew around teasingly, giggling all the while.

Demyx shrugged, "Not well!"

Cyzarine flew over to hug him. "You just haven't practised!"

"I can live with not flying- I've gone without it for the past twenty one years!" Demyx laughed and raced towards the kitchen.

Cyzarine blinked and flew after him, feeling too lazy to walk.

Demyx skidded to a hault in the kitchen and began looking for ice cream.

Cyzarine settled down at the table and watched him, smiling.

Demyx sat down at the table and spooned the ice cream into bowls.

Cyzarine giggled and scooped a little bit onto her finger. She sucked on her finger, stiffling more giggles.

Demyx spluttered and stared in shock.

Cyzarine poked her tongue out at him and swipe some more ice cream on her finger.