Fresh Air

He smiled and nodded at her request. Laetus walked over to the couch and sat down holding her, the blanket draping over them. On the other end of the couch, Zippo let out a yawn, just drifting off to sleep. The tv was still tuned to whatever cartoons Zippo was watching, and the remote was next to him.
At her comment, Laetus stuck his tongue out at her. " You told me it wasn't magic, didn't you?"

Laetus handed her the remote, and then brought his arms around her waist, squirming a bit before settling comfortably into the couch.
"Huh?... Oh. Well, I was just trying to be patient." He told her with a nervous laugh. "I... was... REALLLY hungry..." His stomach growled, as if on cue. 'Was' may not have been the right word.
The basket was right on the table in front of them, but it seemed Laetus was too comfortable here with her to do anything about it.

Laetus laughed. "I am the endless void. All fear Laetus the World Eater!"
When she brought the basket to him, he took it and placed it next to them on the couch before pulling her back in to the warm comfy snuggly position. He kissed her cheek before laying claim to a waffle. Jelly was not worth moving from this position.

After swallowing the last bit of the waffle, he brought his other arm around her again, now around her upper body, holding her close. That single waffle would have to do the work of dozens, for he was not letting this moment go any time soon. His eyes closed, a big warm smile on his face. He would gently kiss the top of her head before beginning to drift off to sleep.

Laetus seemed dazed. It took him a while to shake off the much needed sleep and figure out what she was saying. All he caught was the last word. "Um... Storm? ..." He tilted his head, thinking for a moment. After a bit, he shrugged. "We get storms all the time." He told her, attempting to calm her. "Besides, we're like 12 floors up here..."