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[It's not that they were avoiding each other. They saw each other, they said hello, they acknowledged Ken's return and Ken, for the first time in ever, had given him a few unprompted smiles even in passing. There was an ease there he never had before. They just never had time before now to truly sit down and talk because, for some reason or another, they always had to meet when others were around (mostly on Ken's side than on Shinjiro's).

That's why today, after everything is done and saying good-bye to his friends, Ken and Koromaru make their way to De Chima. They've got a bag of treats between them (Ken made sure to carry around dog treats so Koromaru could be given them), and despite the chill of the October-November nighttime, the fleece of their outfits keep them perfectly warm. Almost too warm. He can't wait to get out of this after all that activity.

But his eyes are bright and a little bit hopeful as he knocks on the door and when Shinjiro opens up. There's no call of "trick or treat," but he almost blurts it out on accident before biting his tongue and instead greeting his teammate with a polite, proper,] Good evening!

[It's a good thing that Ken didn't call Trick-or-Treat-- because Shinjiro had drastically underestimated how many little hellions would be running around demanding candy, and had run out a good while ago. (Last year he'd gone to a party with Jaime-- so, really, how was he to know?) In fact, he almost would have just ignored the door, but a glance at the clock tells him it's late enough that it probably isn't another kid in a costume showing up to interrupt the movie he was watching.

Except where it is-- but, really, Ken is a more welcome sight than any other preteen.]

...Did you dress him up like you?

[There's a faint curve to his lips, though it doesn't evolve into a true smile- and really, it's hard to tell if he's talking to Koromaru or Ken. What with Ken in the full-body, white-fleec, and Koromaru in the bright orange hoodie.

So he steps back, gesturing for Ken to come on inside. It doesn't seem as though anyone else is downstairs for the time being, at least- most lights turned down with the exception of a lamp or two.

(He'd really been trying to discourage more kids from showing up.)]

How'd it go?

[The one who answers is Koromaru who gives an enthusiastic bark and dashes inside once prompted, tailing going a mile a minute... and littering glitter everywhere? It's what happens after a few hours of hanging out with Mabel Pines. Ken, too, seems to have some spots of sparkle on his face. It was a war.

But he looks happy enough, pitter-pattering across the floor after Shinjiro. The bag of treats gets set aside on a table out of animals' reach, and the hood comes off to expose his longer but ever-flippy hair.]

I didn't know what to expect, but it was pretty fun. Your boss was making cookies -- did you have one yet?

I figure with all the candy, you probably don't need anything to eat, huh. [Koromaru gets a greeting-scritch... but he soon draws back his hand and frowns at his own glittering palm, upon realization that the dog his now shaking sparkles all over the carpet. Damn it, Koro.

Wiping the hand on his jeans just leaves a fabulous trail of glitter across the fabric from the front of his thigh to the side, but he doesn't seem to take too much notice of that.]

-Oh yeah, Cass. I think she mentioned that. [And if she hadn't, it seemed like her sort of thing anyway. As much as Shinjiro enjoyed cooking, she seemed to positively thrive on baking at times.] Don't think I grabbed one. If she's got any left over on Monday, I'll snag one.

[A shrug, and he folds his arms- looking from Ken, to the sparkling-dog and back again. Man, that is going to take some vacuuming. But hey, at least the two had fun. Still, with the hood drawn down and the (hood)hat hair and the light hitting all that glitter on his head, it's hard not to notice how damn long those floppy bangs are, practically pulling out the cowlicks.]

So how long d'you plan on growing your hair out? I'm surprised you can even see. [Says the man who probably hasn't gone to get his hair cut in three years]

[You're welcome, Shinji. Koromaru looks downright proud of himself for the fun confetti he's dragging around, and his wagging tail still isn't helping the situation one bit. They're going to be sparkling in this house for weeks. The dog himself will be getting a good wash tomorrow though.

And Ken's doing his best not to make a mess by keeping his hands off his hair, but Shinjiro's question makes him take pause, the utter an "oh" before touching the ends of his bangs. That's right...]

It's still not as long as Minato-san's. I wasn't really planning to grow it out, but u kept missing the opportunity and forgetting. I don't have anyone at Nonah who'll cut my hair so much as shave my entire head, and I can't do it myself very well.

Edited (I thought I fixed those typos THANKS MOBILE) 2015-11-02 19:53 (UTC)

It ain't hard to at least get the bangs in a mirror. That's what I do. [And they're surprisingly consistent-- usually, at least. But then again, getting the practice over a couple years definitely helps that.]

If you want, I could help you out with it. It'd at least let you see.

[A pause.]

And get some've that glitter out.

I tried that when I was at the elementary school dorm once. I decided it was better not to try again

[He went from Sir Flippy to Herr Forehead that time. Lessons were learned. But that aside...]

You'll do that? Um, you won't cut it too short, right?

[At least Ken gets a faint wince of sympathy there- but Shinjiro shakes his head.] Nah. You can always cut more off, but if you clip too much, that's it.

[He's... definitely made that mistake before. But it's been a long time, at least.] I always just hate paying like ten bucks just to get shit out of my eyes, so I taught myself to do it.

[And he'll give Koromaru another scratch about the ears, by now accepting the fact that he's just going to have hands full of glitter. Maybe he can try and convince some of Hiro's bayminis to take care of the remnants digging into the couch and the carpet. It's really not that much more bothersome than anything else that gets dragged in, though.]

You got anything to wear other than that, though? I doubt you want bits of hair in your pajamas. [Or... costume. Or whatever. And hey, for all he knows, Koro might be warm in that hoodie, too.]

It's a costume! [Any agreement to Shinjiro's comment about haircuts is put on hold for Ken to give him the biggest frown and tug on his hood. RUDE. He huffs as he shakes his head and zips down the suit, though. Even he didn't want to wear just the kigu, so he has on his soccer shorts and a tshirt underneath. As for a change of clothes...]

... I figured since tomorrow is Sunday I could just go home in this. It's not like anybody would care, and I didn't want to lug around too much stuff. If I need to, I think Minato-san still has my clothes from back in April.

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