[ Alberto throws him a smile as he takes note of that bit of information, mildly foreboding as it is that he's taking note of that at all... but all the same, he's grinning as he drops to the ground, crawling on his hands and knees to the edge of the bed with his head lowered. His face becomes more focused as he peers underneath the bed, searching for his pet in the dark through narrowed eyes. She's not the only thing under there, unsurprisingly, so he's gotta discern which dark lump is alive and which dark lump is just more accumulated crap.
He slides even lower, pressing his chest almost flat to the floor as he crawls forward on his belly, his rear still in the air with his knees bent, not quite lying flat. The erratic way kids move — the erratic way this particular kid moves — is ridiculous; he doesn't even know how funny he looks half the time. He sticks his head halfway under the bed, cheek squished to the floorboard, before he starts reaching both arms out into the depths, cooing in a sweet, coaxing, singsongy voice as he does. ]
Sofiii~ina~ Mia bambina~
[ And as much as there was surely something foreboding about this from the start... of course it comes true. There's a soft scuffling from underneath, a strange chirping hissing sound (what the hell sound do dinosaurs make, after all?), and then an audible chomp, before Alberto lets out a yelp in pain and scrambles out from under the bed, falling backwards to clumsily sit crosslegged holding his hand protectively with a strained and incredulous look on his face, staring a bit frantically into the unseen depths.
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[ Alberto throws him a smile as he takes note of that bit of information, mildly foreboding as it is that he's taking note of that at all... but all the same, he's grinning as he drops to the ground, crawling on his hands and knees to the edge of the bed with his head lowered. His face becomes more focused as he peers underneath the bed, searching for his pet in the dark through narrowed eyes. She's not the only thing under there, unsurprisingly, so he's gotta discern which dark lump is alive and which dark lump is just more accumulated crap.
He slides even lower, pressing his chest almost flat to the floor as he crawls forward on his belly, his rear still in the air with his knees bent, not quite lying flat. The erratic way kids move — the erratic way this particular kid moves — is ridiculous; he doesn't even know how funny he looks half the time. He sticks his head halfway under the bed, cheek squished to the floorboard, before he starts reaching both arms out into the depths, cooing in a sweet, coaxing, singsongy voice as he does. ]
Sofiii~ina~ Mia bambina~
[ And as much as there was surely something foreboding about this from the start... of course it comes true. There's a soft scuffling from underneath, a strange chirping hissing sound
(what the hell sound do dinosaurs make, after all?), and then an audible chomp, before Alberto lets out a yelp in pain and scrambles out from under the bed, falling backwards to clumsily sit crosslegged holding his hand protectively with a strained and incredulous look on his face, staring a bit frantically into the unseen depths.Yeeeaaahhh... She definitely just bit 'im. ]