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[abrightboy]

Malcolm grins. "If it doesn't, I'll probably make more," he says impishly, setting the eye in Will's palm and giving him a kiss before clambering over him to pad over to the kitchen to start the coffee.

[empathicfault]

Will kisses Malcolm back with fervor, taking the eye and looking it over for imperfections- relative to Malcolm's actual eyes, of course. Will stretches out, eye being raised over his head-- and then the dogs are on the bed, joining Will now that they know everyone's awake.

"Hey! Hey, good morning, guys," Will says, giving each one a good rub in turn. After he's done with Buster and has moved onto Winston, he adds, "You guys are lucky, you don't have to worry about the floods. They nev-" Oh, there's a small pile of dog toys growing, including a tug rope and little plush versions of each of the dogs. Will laughs.

"Okay, I'm not minding this flood so much. So far," he adds, and finishes rubbing he dogs down. His murmurs spawn a couple more dog bones, but he doesn't seem to mind. It's not long until he's up and joining Malcolm in the kitchen. "If I make eggs, will you eat them? Or is this a Twizzler-only breakfast?"

[abrightboy]

"I will definitely eat eggs if you make them," Malcolm says with a smile, pouring water into the french press. Little paper hearts flutter onto the counter.