ercnerd | Catch-all: Claude

[He doesn't laugh, mostly because a series of muffled noises interrupt any reaction he might have had to the frying pan.

The yell cuts him off. His head snaps up toward the ceiling at the slam. Something hits the floor and he dashes in the direction of the stairs.]

Come on!

Shit.

[ Claude doesn't hesitate to follow after him, frying pan and all.

Though he only manages to take a step before he's tumbling to the floor, asleep before he even lands. ALONE APPARENTLY. x( ]

[ Claude is asleep.

There is a book in his hand and a book on his face, and his feet have been thrown over the back of the couch while his head rests on the seat.

But he's sliding, soon to hit the ground.

Rescue him, Sieghart... ]

[In the brief window of time between Claude's descent and inevitable fall, Sieghart ponders whether or not he should wake him up. A fall from a couch isn't going to kill anyone. It would be pretty funny, even—proper entertainment after everything that's happened.

He decides that he'll leave it up to Claude as he comes to stand in front of the couch.]

Hey, Claude. You're going to fall if you don't wake up.

[ You left him alone again, Sieghart. What about their yaoi romance?

Anyway, Claude slides neatly off the couch, groggily awake when he hears Sieghart, just in time for his head to bonk gently into the ground.

He doesn't seem very bothered. ]

Thanks... for your assistance.

[There's fanfiction.

He grins down at Claude.]

Were the books so boring that they put you sleep?

[ He doesn't move, still staring tiredly up at Sieghart. ]

I wouldn't say that—I might've overindulged. What brings you to this humble tomb of tomes?