Zunyan taps its little feet again, claws clicking on the tabletop, then scurries over to the edge of the table again to peer down dubiously at the bubble presented to it, its long body slithering like a snake's despite his four little legs. It looks to Zuko, whose attention is already taken by examining his own leg, rolling up the pant sleeve to see if Zuko II broke the skin through the fabric or not. So, no guidance for his dragon — who can't make up its mind if it wants to ride, pop, or avoid this bubble altogether... Its friend is somewhere under the couch still, though, clearly upset. So at that, Zunyan rather valiantly leaps off the table like a belly flop, and...
...misses the bubble entirely, by no fault of Gokudera's. Like by a couple inches. And just flops onto the floor with a loud thud. Klutzy dragon. It clambers to its feet, tapping them on the hardwood floors with a hiss in a display of frustration of its own, then scurries off underneath the couch in a big hurry to find Zuko II. The thud catches Zuko I's attention finally, though, who looks over with an annoyed pout on his face, but merely shakes his head as he watches the dragon's tail disappear under the couch.
"...What the fuck was that all about," he grumbles in a hushed tone, inclining his head toward the bedroom door.
/scoops you both up
...misses the bubble entirely, by no fault of Gokudera's. Like by a couple inches. And just flops onto the floor with a loud thud. Klutzy dragon. It clambers to its feet, tapping them on the hardwood floors with a hiss in a display of frustration of its own, then scurries off underneath the couch in a big hurry to find Zuko II. The thud catches Zuko I's attention finally, though, who looks over with an annoyed pout on his face, but merely shakes his head as he watches the dragon's tail disappear under the couch.
"...What the fuck was that all about," he grumbles in a hushed tone, inclining his head toward the bedroom door.