We're Falling Apart to Halftime (Request Only; E/T)

Glyndwr was about to make a joke, but decided against it. Sighing, he nodded. "Fine, we can have pancakes. Though, don't use an entire bottle of syrup..."

The excitement seemed to dissipate slowly, her light purple eyes beginning to beg though the rest of her expression did not. 'I never said-"

"You were going to. I'm not going to let you. You'll be bouncing off the walls if you do." Glyndwr said, taking Aurora's hand and leaving through the door to their room.

"But-" she began, protesting despite following him otherwise effortlessly. "I just... the syrup.... please....?"

"Sorry, you cannot have the whole bottle." Glyndwr said, again. "You can have a quarter." Walking down towards where the two if them could get food, Glyndwr went past a poster describing a student with silver hair and amber eyes, 'THIS STUDENT IS NOT ALLOWED' written below the description. Glyndwr only glanced over the poster, and since there was no picture to see, ignored it, due to being too hungry.

Aurora did not, thankfully, notice the poster, as she was too busy pouting and wanting syrup. Still, she stop arguing, seeing as such was apparently not going to get her anywhere.

"There should be pancakes here, right?" Glyndwr asked, looking around the breakfast buffet. "Go on and look. And don't go stashing syrup behind my back."

"Where would I put it?!" She asked, looking at him like he had grown a second head.

Glyndwr returned a look that basically said, 'Really?' "I don't think you're above stashing it straight in your mouth, Aurora." Glyndwr said.

Her face began to redden, and she averted her gaze, swirling her big toe on the ground. "I.... I mean..."

Glyndwr sighed as he took her hand again, walking ahead to see if any of the various foods are pancakes, or if Aurora's hopes for something to cover with syrup were to be crushed.

Her fingers instinctively interlocked with his, and she followed along, letting him lead her. All the while, her eyes roamed aimlessly about the room, curious and exploring.

Looking around the buffet, Glyndwr happened to spot a stack of pancakes, conveniently. Picking up two plates for himself and Aurora, he went off towards the food. "Over there!"

Tugged along behind him, she followed, laughing to herself all the while over the incident.

After quickly loading his own plate with the food, Glyndwr handed Aurora her own, and then watched to make sure she wouldn't sneak any syrup.

She reached over for the syrup bottle, drowning her plate in the substance, waiting until he stopped her and not pausing until he did.

Didn't take long for Glyndwr to snatch the bottle away from Aurora, though he wasn't fast enough to keep her to the limit he set. With his fork he took one of the pancakes from his plate, and attempted to use it as a syrup mop on Aurora's. "I said a quarter of a bottle at most, Aurora, and even that is too much for anyone but you."

Her eyes caught his instantly, a pout forming on her face as she used what charm she had against him. "But Glyyyyyn~"

Glyndwr was almost about to take his pancake back, all covered in the syrup from Aurora's plate, but instead left it and took away one of Aurora's less syrup-covered ones. Inwardly cursing himself for falling for a sweet yet pleading look, he sighed and handed Aurora the bottle once again. "You're an addict. So am I, apparently. Can't help myself when it comes to a bit of Aurora."

She giggled happily, bouncing for a moment before planting a kiss on his cheek. Aurora did, however, put the bottle down... only to bury the rest of the pancakes in whipped cream, fruit, and chocolate chips.

Glyndwr looked at Aurora's pancakes, and then at his relatively dull looking pile. To Glyn, what Aurora had seemed to contain no pancakes any more, but be a pile of other sweet things stacked together. With yet another sigh, he took one of Aurora's hands and went to sit at a table.

Had she not been holding food, she would have skipped all the way there. However, she had learned the consequences of such long ago, and instead set about grinning from ear to ear, following along, humming and whistling all of the while.

Letting go of Aurora's hand, he sat down, again looking from Aurora's unhealthy but delicious looking meal to his uninteresting one. He supposed that that's what trying to keep Aurora away from sweets got him, as a sort of instant karma perhaps.

Aurora set her plate down, folding her legs into her seat as she took it. Smiling, staring at it hungrily, she seemed to already be bouncing in place. "Want some, Glyn~?"

"I've got my own, thanks." Glyndwr said, and started on his own plate, clearly avoiding the sweet pile. Wouldn't do to try and keep Aurora from her syrup and then take from her what she got the better of him with her charm.