Sleeping Thief
Killian, Bae felt, had been taking advantage of this situation a little too much. It was the sixth night since they'd all made this decision, and it was the first time that Killian had come home, which meant that it was also the first time since that second night that Bae had a night that he felt he could spend with Philip, Mulan, and Aurora.
Aurora met him at their door, declaring soberly, "Philip says it's time."
"Time for what?" Bae asked with a smile, giving her a kiss as he came in.
She took his hand without a word and led him into the living room where Philip and Mulan were already curled up waiting. Bae kissed Mulan, and then turned back to Aurora, only for the brunette to point to the television.
"Philip says he wants you to teach us how it works," she informed Bae dolefully.
"Ah," Bae said evenly, doing his dead-level best not to laugh. He turned fully towards Aurora, shrugging off his jacket and then bowing at the waist to her as he promised, "Fear not, my fair princess, the devil box won't hurt you tonight – or ever – as long as you keep the volume turned down."
"How did you know she called it that?" Mulan asked with a fond smile.
At the same time, Philip said, "I told her it wouldn't, but she insisted we wait for you to show us to make sure."
"I'd be happy to be of assistance," Bae promised, going to the entertainment center and starting to root around for the remote. "As for how I knew what it had been called..."
"Emma," Aurora realized, though there was no real malice in her voice. "She heard me, and she must've told you."
"She did," Bae acknowledged. "She knew I liked you, and she thought I might appreciate the story. Do you mind?"
Aurora shook her head, declaring, "Not as long as you can make sure that this device behaves."
"Of course, princess."
