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"I'll be very bruised if you do that," he says trying for a pout. He knows his messy tendencies, most of it is complete and utter absentmindedness.

"Yes, but I'm sure you'll learn eventually."

"Well... I suppose... eventually. But wouldn't throwing things at me also create a mess?"

"I'd feel less irritated about cleaning it up afterwards."

"Ah." He's run out of arguements to this and stares at the book in his hand.

Nick points at an empty hole in the shelf. "It goes there."

Sheepishly, he puts the book back on the shelf.

And he gets a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."

"I will try... but I can't make any promises," he says with a smile at the kiss.

"That's all right. Just keep in mind that I will throw things at you." Nick smiles sweetly.

His smile turns a bit on the wavering side as he's not certian if Nick is kidding or not. "Just not the fragile stuff?"

"Of course not. Only heavy things." Nick grins. He might be kidding. You never know.

There's a glancing around the room. There are lots of heavy things that abound. Well, at least he wouldn't be able to lift Thor's hammer. "Of course."

And Nick's grin gets eviller. And he goes back to organizing the books.

That is a rather evil grin, Alexander notes to himself, idly wondering where Nick procured it. He goes back to the bookshelves to look for books, his hands firmly behind him, intent on not taking out and dropping a book.

Nick keeps watching him to make sure he doesn't.

He manages to go through three! books before absently shoving one in the visor of the knight.

And Nick gets up, goes over to the knight, and throws the book at Alexander, aiming for a narrow miss.

It hits him on the shoulder. He turned at the last moment to see what Nick was doing. The book falls to the floor and he stares at it, absently rubbing the shoulder.

"You weren't kidding."

"No, not really. I was trying not to hit you, though."

He's still staring at the book like he's never seen it before. "You know... it's been a VERY long time since someone has dared to throw something at me."

"...sorry?" Nick looks a little guilty.

"The last person who did that," and he bends down to pick up the book, "Was an emperor of a vast kingdom. From sea to sea they said. I ruin his kingdom for that and then I ruined him." He flipped a couple of pages of the book, still not having looked at Nick.

"...I don't have a kingdom."

"No. You don't." He's been eerily calm through this. And he snaps the book shut, staring straight at Nick.