09/29/09

Happy Birthday Noriko Sakuma! :3

Since this is the first entry since C+B week, I just though I'd let you know that some people said that they'd still like to submit something so I'll be waiting until they're done before I do the journal in Da.

ENJOY!

Chapter 7

Among the things Brainy had Computo replicate for little Clark, besides clothes, were little plates, glasses and silverware, a little bed complete with pillows, sheets and a blanket, along with a small desk and chair. Enough for small living quarters, such as an apartment, if that were to be the case.

Once Brainy had returned to his room with these things hidden out of plain sight, and the eyes on the security cameras, in a box, he began to look for a place to arrange them. His desk was too dangerous for little Clark since he was likely to distractedly push them aside if he came upon an idea and needed the space. The shelves were too filled with texts and other research that could crush little Clark if given half a chance.

Eventually Brainy settled on laying the box on its side behind his headboard. It was out of sight from the doorway and he rarely walked in that area so it was safe from discovery and trampling.

After setting everything up Brainy looked around the room for little Clark only to discover him fast asleep on his pillow, all spread out into an 'X' shape, flat on his back.

The Coluan almost chuckled at the sight but restrained himself. He carefully lifted the little being, placed him in the little bed and covered him up without waking him.

Soon enough Brainy was in his own bed, asleep as well.

Waking up with a grumble, little Clark sat up and rubbed at his eyes. He barely spared his new arrangements a glance before sleepily flying out of them. Shortly after landing on the bed, he returned to sleep, snuggled tightly against Brainy's neck.

Throughout the night Brainy dreamed, though he couldn't discern exactly what about. He just knew that the colors of blue, red and yellow were involved and that he stood very close to whatever shape they made. The colors were also very warm and made him feel safe.

When Brainy woke up in the morning, the warmth of the dream fading for the most part, and felt little Clark against his neck, he was tempted to fake rolling over on top of him to teach him a lesson about personal space and staying out of his bed. But he restrained himself, and continued to lie in bed for a while longer.

He listened to little Clark's breathing and wondered what he was going to do. Even if he could keep little Clark hidden forever there was no way he could live with little Clark always hovering around him.

Would it be asking too much to set down some ground rules?

Theorizing it would be best to shower before little Clark woke up, Brainy sat up to sneak out of bed, only to feel a weight in his hair.

Though he knew what it was, Brainy had to look to make sure. He hesitantly lifted his hair for a look.

Right as always, Brainy discovered that little Clark, still sleeping, had managed to entangle himself in his hair during the night.

"Ground rule number one," Brainy grumbled, glaring at the little sleeping figure. "No using my hair as bedding."