If luggage could leer, the various containers strewn next to Alfons' bed certainly proved it. Though some remained closed, their contents remaining a secret, others lay open, ignored, already a complete mess. What with the constant surprises brought on by Zuko and his interest in finishing a certain part of an important plan... He had forgotten the poor things.
Which left them to leer.
Evily.
It wasn't until he managed to trip over one after attempting to fetch something from atop his bed that he realized it would perhaps be best if he finished the task of unpacking. One by one, he put the various items in their respective places. The mess was very slowly clearing, enough so that he at least had walking space. Which he needed, unfortunately, when a rather round part from a model rocket managed to slip out of his hands. It hit the ground with a loud thud, rolling away from him and diagonally toward the door in the hallway.
Of course, he followed, managed to reach out to pick it up... And fell. Right on his face just outside the door.
[ Ooc: For Alphonse and Edward~ ] | |