#Chapter77
/"Bootieful, bootieful, bootieful,/" Ronan squealed, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet, twirling in over-excited circles. Dizziness was waiting for him at the end of the fifth spin, but giggling made it seem funny rather than disoriented.
Well, until he crashed to the floor as a tangle of limbs. A few stunned blinks later and a few more uncertain giggles as he tried to figure out if it was still funny or if he was hurt, he struggled into a sitting position.
/"It's so great that you're excited and happy, Ro-bow,/" Angel said softly crouching down beside him. With a sharp hiss, his hand jumped to his poorly leg, eyes screwing up. With a gasp, Ronan tumbled forward, throwing his arms around him in a tight hug, throwing kisses at his cheek to make him all better.
/"I make you okay, Angie?/"
