His blonde companion smiles mildly, reaching forward to give the distraught boy a pat on the back.
"Actually, I think you’re in so much trouble."
"Hey, c’mon. We’re a team here! And you could’ve stopped me, you know? It’s not like I could’ve known..."
He stares glumly at the jagged remnants of the treasure, irreparably shattered, scattered across the floor in every direction. Moments ago, they had sat quietly intact upon the shelf, heedless of the fact that an overly gung-ho kid superhero would think to demonstrate his incredible dexterity through a trick he called the Four Animal Quadflip in their vicinity. Guaranteed to have never been performed anywhere on-stage. ...In hindsight, there was, perhaps, a good reason for that. With a heavy sigh, Beast Boy drops to his knees and gingerly begins to collect the pieces in his gloved hands.
"If we work really fast, maybe we can stick it all back together."
"What with? Glue?"
"...I bet he won’t even notice the difference."
Cain takes a half step forward and sinks to his knees as well in a show of solidarity. He examines the mess lying before him with his characteristic quiet contemplation.
"I know I don’t mention it very often, but I am fond of Abel. I think I’m going to have to vote 'no' on that."
"Well, what do we do with all of this, then? I mean, we could pretend we had nothing to do with it, but he takes this stuff pretty seriously, right? He wouldn’t just let it go..."
The younger boy takes a few moments to consider the question thoughtfully before inching forward, picking up one of the marginally more intact pieces, and biting down slowly. The smooth chocolate quickly coats his mouth and tongue; he allows some time to fully appreciate the rich texture before he speaks again. There had been, he was aware, exactly twenty five chocolate bars in the stash Abel kept hidden inside the plastic vase, ostensibly unknown to everyone. The fall from such a height had thoroughly destroyed most of them, but...
"There’s still two or three that are OK. We can put those back – He’ll probably take a look and think he ate the rest himself and forgot about it. The broken ones...” He glances towards his best friend and smiles serenely. "...I know it’ll be hard, but I think we’ll have to deal with the rotting teeth and the sugar rush."
Cain takes another bite and licks his lips.
"Every crime has to be punished, right? That’s what a superhero does."
Cain/Beast Boy | Trouble
His blonde companion smiles mildly, reaching forward to give the distraught boy a pat on the back.
"Actually, I think you’re in so much trouble."
"Hey, c’mon. We’re a team here! And you could’ve stopped me, you know? It’s not like I could’ve known..."
He stares glumly at the jagged remnants of the treasure, irreparably shattered, scattered across the floor in every direction. Moments ago, they had sat quietly intact upon the shelf, heedless of the fact that an overly gung-ho kid superhero would think to demonstrate his incredible dexterity through a trick he called the Four Animal Quadflip in their vicinity. Guaranteed to have never been performed anywhere on-stage. ...In hindsight, there was, perhaps, a good reason for that. With a heavy sigh, Beast Boy drops to his knees and gingerly begins to collect the pieces in his gloved hands.
"If we work really fast, maybe we can stick it all back together."
"What with? Glue?"
"...I bet he won’t even notice the difference."
Cain takes a half step forward and sinks to his knees as well in a show of solidarity. He examines the mess lying before him with his characteristic quiet contemplation.
"I know I don’t mention it very often, but I am fond of Abel. I think I’m going to have to vote 'no' on that."
"Well, what do we do with all of this, then? I mean, we could pretend we had nothing to do with it, but he takes this stuff pretty seriously, right? He wouldn’t just let it go..."
The younger boy takes a few moments to consider the question thoughtfully before inching forward, picking up one of the marginally more intact pieces, and biting down slowly. The smooth chocolate quickly coats his mouth and tongue; he allows some time to fully appreciate the rich texture before he speaks again. There had been, he was aware, exactly twenty five chocolate bars in the stash Abel kept hidden inside the plastic vase, ostensibly unknown to everyone. The fall from such a height had thoroughly destroyed most of them, but...
"There’s still two or three that are OK. We can put those back – He’ll probably take a look and think he ate the rest himself and forgot about it. The broken ones...” He glances towards his best friend and smiles serenely. "...I know it’ll be hard, but I think we’ll have to deal with the rotting teeth and the sugar rush."
Cain takes another bite and licks his lips.
"Every crime has to be punished, right? That’s what a superhero does."