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Monday, August 6th, Don't Laugh when Eavesdropping
Rogue's P.O.V.
When he felt Lucy roll away from him, Rogue kept his eyes shut. His body and mind felt slightly rested, primarily because he wasn't used to having half his body stay warm while the other half was cold during meditation. His senses told him that she was shifting and sitting up, taking a risk; he cracked his eyes, peeking at her back, only to close them as she turned her head to look at him. This caused him to feel uncomfortable, as he had to lay there pretending to be asleep, so when he felt her get off the bed, Rogue let out a small sigh of relief. Cracking his eyes again, he noted that she was at her dresser, rummaging through it for clothes, was his guess. Leaving his eyes only open enough to watch everything through eye lash-covered slits, his ears picked up the conversation she was having with Frosch on the couch.
Some part of him was glad that she was offering to bathe the Exceed, while the other part was resentful of it. Frosch was his Exceed, companion, and friend. Keeping his eyes slitted, he watched her scoop up Frosch and head into the bathroom, which was well out of his sight range, and finally opened his eyes. Rogue was somewhat glad that he was finally alone in the room, so he could start to memorize what was what and where it was. He began with the kitchenette, which was in direct line of sight. It was small and had several small cabinets, a fridge, and a sink. He guessed the stove was behind the wall with a hole cut in it to allow a view of the living area. While Rogue was looking at the kitchenette, he heard the door start to shut but not click into place. "Well, I guess she is being paranoid, in case I call out for help. That's considerate of her," he thought as he continued to look around the room.
At the foot of the bed was a desk, which he recalled was instant death, and never to be touched. Curious as to why Rogue figured he would investigate it further when he could move a bit more. From there, he turned his head, seeing the couch with the blanket rumpled on it and a small dining room table in the center of the room, with four-high-backed, wooden chairs. It was plain and straightforward but undoubtedly made of sturdy wood that looked well worn. He realized the room was very simple, with nothing personal floating around to give him some indicator about his 'hostess.' Rogue sighed and closed his eyes as he heard the conversations coming from the bathroom. He heard Lucy promise to give the Exceed a bath later that night.
Knowing how much Froshc loved the water, he was sure his exceed was over the moon. When Lucy asked Frosch why he kept staring at her, Rogue smiled wide at the response she got. He had always taken precautions, so Frosch was never in the room with him when he had female company, not wanting to deal with the squealing from the women over Frosch's cuteness or having to explain the birds and bees to the Exceed. Rogue realized he might have to do that here really soon when he heard Lucy squeak loudly after getting confirmation that Frosch was a boy. The nervous quality of her voice was hilarious from his point of view as he listened to her tell Frosch that she was a girl, but soon a frown was on his lips when she told Frosch to disregard Sting's words, even if they were a bunch of nonsense, to begin with.
Rogue closed his eyes when he realized that Lucy would be exiting the bathroom with Frosch. However, he couldn't help the small smile threatening to curl the corners of his lips. Because he still wanted to snicker aloud at Lucy's reaction to learning Frosch was a boy.
TBC!