moneymatters: (Now how to proceed...)
Scrooge McDuck ([personal profile] moneymatters) wrote in [community profile] theroleplaybin2019-10-23 07:23 pm

All that time never truly seeing the things the way they were...

Scrooge walked away from the balcony room, shaking his head lightly and chuckling, faintly, to himself. What an interesting day this had turned out to be.

At a thought he glanced beside him, watching Louie out of the corner of one eye. When he figured they were far enough away from their other guests, he spoke.

"I never would've figured you for a romantic, lad. That seems more Huey's area than yours." A more defined chuckle. "No offense at tha', o'course."
gobetween: (Little smile)

[personal profile] gobetween 2019-11-08 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
He stirred and sat up, hand automatically going to grab something sliding off him. When he realized what he was holding, he laughed softly.

"Oh. Mokey's shawl." It had been draped across him and Louie both, thanks to its size. He blinked, then snickered again. "Oh man, Mokey! I got so involved in our talk, I kinda forgot all about her... I guess she finished her drawing and came looking for me."

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-11-08 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
Louie gave a little snort from where he was still lying down. "Gobo, you're bad at this," he teased. "Go find her, man. I'll be fine to just laze around here."
gobetween: (See you later!)

[personal profile] gobetween 2019-11-08 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
He gave him a quiet "You sure?" look but when further nudged, he chuckled and slid off the bench, draping the shawl around his own shoulders in a passable imitation of the Fraggle it belonged too.

"Alright, but I'll still be around if you need me, Louie." Waving, he turned and headed back inside the house.

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-11-08 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I know you will."

Louie did, indeed, just lay on the bench for a good while. He knew what he had to do, but he wanted a little more time to think over what he and Gobo had discussed.

Eventually, though, he got up and headed in, himself. He poked his head into the kitchen, glancing around. "Hey, Unca Scrooge?"

[personal profile] talkyourwayout 2019-11-08 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Rather than saying anything at first, Louie crossed the kitchen and gave Scrooge a quick hug.

"I'm gonna figure it out. And... Until then, I'll be okay."