Hoppo's Hot Chocolate
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Harry Leferts
Two weeks after the newest addition to their household had joined, Harry woke up in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom. On his way back to bed though, the nine year old paused as he thought that he had heard something. And then he heard it again and crept to where Hoppou's door was and slowly opened it to reveal the Abyssal sitting in bed as she stared at her window. "Hoppou?"
Blinking her red eyes, Hoppou turned toward him and tilted her head. "Harry?"
Just yawning, Harry frowned as he watched her. "What are you doing up? It's..." He quickly checked the clock and blinked. "Oh-Three hundred."
All Hoppou did though was turn back toward the window for almost a minute before she spoke. "Hoppou can't sleep, is thinking."
Raising an eyebrow, Harry watched her carefully. This wasn't the first time that either him or Nagato had come across her wide awake at night and neither ever got answers from her as to why. She would just sit there staring at the Moon and stars. "Can't sleep huh? Give me a moment."
With that, Harry turned and walked into the small kitchenette for their quarters before turning on the light. He could hear the soft footfalls enter the room and didn't look over his shoulder to where he knew Hoppou was. "What is Harry doing?"
Thoughtful, Harry took out a small pot and placed it onto the hotplate before also opening up the fridge and pouring some milk into the pot. "I'm making you something that's guaranteed to help you sleep better, Hoppou." Yet again, Harry could hear Hoppou's soft foot steps but this time she came to a stop behind him. Turning his head a little, he saw her stand on her toes as she tried to see what he was better. "Just give me about... fifteen minutes tops, and we'll have something for you, hmm?"
Once she nodded, Harry turned on the hotplate and then began opening cupboards. Soon, the countertop had two mugs, a stick of cinnamon in each, a bottle of honey, and one of Harry's small bottles of spices which Hoppou pointed at. "What's that?"
Glancing at her, Harry pointed at the spice bottle. "This?" At her nod, he held it up and wiggled it from side to side. "Just some nutmeg." When she pointed at the cinnamon sticks, he smiled a bit. "That's cinnamon, it's pretty good."
Hoppou tilted her head a bit and just watched as Harry stirred the milk until it began to boil and then added some nutmeg which he stirred in before turning down the heat. After several seconds, he turned off the hotplate and poured the mixture into each of the mugs which had the cinnamon sticks in them before placing a plate on top. "And that?"
Softly chuckling, Harry smiled a bit. "That's to keep the heat in while it steeps. Now we wait until the pot's cool and quickly clean it." Not long after, Harry removed the plates and then smiled at Hoppou a bit. "You want to help me add the honey?"
That caused Hoppou to look up at him before she pointed at herself. "You want Hoppou to help?" At his nod, she once more got to her tip toes. "What does Hoppou do?"
In reply, Harry held out a spoon for her to take, which she did. "Now, I'll pour some honey into the spoon, and you add it to the milk, okay?" Nodding, Hoppou held out the spoon and Harry, as he said he would, poured some honey into the spoon which Hoppou then added to the milk in the mugs. Harry of course held each one out as she did it so she could more easily add the honey. "Great! Now, all we got to do is remove the cinnamon sticks and then stir it so it's all mixed together, okay?"
At her nod, he held her mug so that she could stir as he did the same to his. Eventually, Hoppou looked up at him as he gently took the spoon and placed it into the sink. "Now what does Hoppou do?"
Chuckling, Harry gestured with the mug. "We drink it of course."
For a few seconds, Hoppou waited and watched as Harry drank his mug before she began hers. After a few sips though, she closed her eyes as she began to drain it. 'It's... warm...'
Harry watched as she finished it and then licked the inside to get as much as she could before he smiled and took the offered mug. "Now then, how about we head back to bed?" Quickly, he rinsed both and set them into the sink. Much to his surprise though. Hoppou took his hand and he brought her back to her bedroom. By the time they got there, the Abyssal's eyes were already starting to droop and didn't put up much of a fuss as Harry got her into her futon and under the covers. "There we go."
Two sleepy red eyes just stared up at him as he stroked her head, careful to avoid her horns. "Harry... stay, until Hoppou asleep?"
Nodding, Harry chuckled. "Sure." Still stroking her hair, he began to hum and before he knew it, Hoppou was asleep. "Night, Hoppou." Getting up, he turned off the light and then walked out before closing the door. As he made his way back to his room though, he looked over at his Mum's room which had the door open a crack. "Night, Mum."
Soft chuckles could be heard from Nagato's room as she replied. "Good night, Harry. See you in the morning." Once he was in his room, Nagato glanced toward Hoppou's door before shaking her head and closing her own. 'I knew that he would make for a good Onii-san...'
Two weeks after the newest addition to their household had joined, Harry woke up in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom. On his way back to bed though, the nine year old paused as he thought that he had heard something. And then he heard it again and crept to where Hoppou's door was and slowly opened it to reveal the Abyssal sitting in bed as she stared at her window. "Hoppou?"
Blinking her red eyes, Hoppou turned toward him and tilted her head. "Harry?"
Just yawning, Harry frowned as he watched her. "What are you doing up? It's..." He quickly checked the clock and blinked. "Oh-Three hundred."
All Hoppou did though was turn back toward the window for almost a minute before she spoke. "Hoppou can't sleep, is thinking."
Raising an eyebrow, Harry watched her carefully. This wasn't the first time that either him or Nagato had come across her wide awake at night and neither ever got answers from her as to why. She would just sit there staring at the Moon and stars. "Can't sleep huh? Give me a moment."
With that, Harry turned and walked into the small kitchenette for their quarters before turning on the light. He could hear the soft footfalls enter the room and didn't look over his shoulder to where he knew Hoppou was. "What is Harry doing?"
Thoughtful, Harry took out a small pot and placed it onto the hotplate before also opening up the fridge and pouring some milk into the pot. "I'm making you something that's guaranteed to help you sleep better, Hoppou." Yet again, Harry could hear Hoppou's soft foot steps but this time she came to a stop behind him. Turning his head a little, he saw her stand on her toes as she tried to see what he was better. "Just give me about... fifteen minutes tops, and we'll have something for you, hmm?"
Once she nodded, Harry turned on the hotplate and then began opening cupboards. Soon, the countertop had two mugs, a stick of cinnamon in each, a bottle of honey, and one of Harry's small bottles of spices which Hoppou pointed at. "What's that?"
Glancing at her, Harry pointed at the spice bottle. "This?" At her nod, he held it up and wiggled it from side to side. "Just some nutmeg." When she pointed at the cinnamon sticks, he smiled a bit. "That's cinnamon, it's pretty good."
Hoppou tilted her head a bit and just watched as Harry stirred the milk until it began to boil and then added some nutmeg which he stirred in before turning down the heat. After several seconds, he turned off the hotplate and poured the mixture into each of the mugs which had the cinnamon sticks in them before placing a plate on top. "And that?"
Softly chuckling, Harry smiled a bit. "That's to keep the heat in while it steeps. Now we wait until the pot's cool and quickly clean it." Not long after, Harry removed the plates and then smiled at Hoppou a bit. "You want to help me add the honey?"
That caused Hoppou to look up at him before she pointed at herself. "You want Hoppou to help?" At his nod, she once more got to her tip toes. "What does Hoppou do?"
In reply, Harry held out a spoon for her to take, which she did. "Now, I'll pour some honey into the spoon, and you add it to the milk, okay?" Nodding, Hoppou held out the spoon and Harry, as he said he would, poured some honey into the spoon which Hoppou then added to the milk in the mugs. Harry of course held each one out as she did it so she could more easily add the honey. "Great! Now, all we got to do is remove the cinnamon sticks and then stir it so it's all mixed together, okay?"
At her nod, he held her mug so that she could stir as he did the same to his. Eventually, Hoppou looked up at him as he gently took the spoon and placed it into the sink. "Now what does Hoppou do?"
Chuckling, Harry gestured with the mug. "We drink it of course."
For a few seconds, Hoppou waited and watched as Harry drank his mug before she began hers. After a few sips though, she closed her eyes as she began to drain it. 'It's... warm...'
Harry watched as she finished it and then licked the inside to get as much as she could before he smiled and took the offered mug. "Now then, how about we head back to bed?" Quickly, he rinsed both and set them into the sink. Much to his surprise though. Hoppou took his hand and he brought her back to her bedroom. By the time they got there, the Abyssal's eyes were already starting to droop and didn't put up much of a fuss as Harry got her into her futon and under the covers. "There we go."
Two sleepy red eyes just stared up at him as he stroked her head, careful to avoid her horns. "Harry... stay, until Hoppou asleep?"
Nodding, Harry chuckled. "Sure." Still stroking her hair, he began to hum and before he knew it, Hoppou was asleep. "Night, Hoppou." Getting up, he turned off the light and then walked out before closing the door. As he made his way back to his room though, he looked over at his Mum's room which had the door open a crack. "Night, Mum."
Soft chuckles could be heard from Nagato's room as she replied. "Good night, Harry. See you in the morning." Once he was in his room, Nagato glanced toward Hoppou's door before shaking her head and closing her own. 'I knew that he would make for a good Onii-san...'