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FEAR THE LEGOS.
Cereal
"L, it's time to get up."
There was a quiet groan from the lump of blankets, a bit of shifting, and then a pale hand emerged, middle finger raised high in an unmistakable gesture before it slipped back under the blankets. "Fuck off."
Light only sighed, wondering when facing such things in the morning had grown to be the norm. "L. We have to go eat breakfast with my parents this morning."
There was a decidedly displeased sound from the lump of blankets, and then a black tail emerged, prodding at Light in a silent gesture for him to go away. Light winced, but held his ground, refusing to be intimidated. "Well, they can fuck off too," L muttered, snaking his tail back inside the blankets and rolling over when it became apparent that Light was not going to go away and leave him alone.
"…L?" Light enquired, quirking a brow as he regarded the lump of blankets calmly. He reached out to gently roll L back over, resulting in a slew of muffled curses and expletives aimed solely at Light and his ancestors.
"Did you already eat before I was up? Because it seems like someone had an extra bowl of bitch flakes this morning."
L finally poked his head out of the covers, growling irately."You will die, human," L hissed, glowering at Light ill-temperedly.