vatheon | Whats a little cupcake between friends?

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Whats a little cupcake between friends?

Who: The Disciple, Summoner Lysunder, and Darkleer
Where: Eventually Summoner's hive
When: Early Night
Style: Action
Status: Closed

[Disciple had spent the last couple hours baking cupcakes, wanting to get things right. The first batch was a loss, she was still getting used to the oven. She was now the proud owner of a dozen slightly warped green-tinted cupcakes. They may not be as nice looking as Gamzee's, but they tasted just fine. She may have had a nibble of one as a test. The only thing to do now was to call Summoner.]

[Pulling out her SFC, she dials him in and calls, speaking as soon as she sees it show a connection.]

They are finally done... and tasty! [Disciple is showing a self-satisfied grin. She was quite proud of her slightly warped cupcakes.]

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Wow that wasn't too long at all! Uh, I already got Tink over here- don't I babe?- in my hive I mean, right here. So feel free to come by whenever you're ready!

[There had been a slight start when Summoner had answered his SFC, but now Darkleer is just looking confused and awkward, like he is contemplating running off. You can tell by the ears- they've been lowered anxiously.]

Lysunder, who is coming over? What is going on?

[Oohh, his ears, adorable. Summoner grins, tilting his head to the side and moves closer, sliding fingers through Darkleer's hair.]

A friend, of both of us. We're uh, just going to chill, try to get our mind off things. Don't have a cow.

[Dammit, Summoner, you know that his is weakness! Darkleer leans into the touch, but doesn't really relax.]

I am not having any sort of lactating hoofbeast. [Although he wouldn't mind having one.] What exactly is done?

[Leans closer, moving to slide fingers from both his hands into his hair, kind of makeshift braiding it.]

Blitz is coming over.

[Cheating! Cheating. Nnneh.]

That does not answer my question, and just who is Blitz? You and your nicknames, I swear...

Guess. [A wide smile, moving over to sit cross legged on Darkleer's lap, facing him and still playing with his hair. Summoner opens his wings a little, blanketing them behind him.]

[Aaaaah, he's trapped! Curses! Darkleer wiggles a bit as if trying to get out.]

Summoner... Did you invite Disciple? [Because that voice...]

[A wide smile, sliding his hands up against Darkleer's scalp on either side of his head. He slides them all the way up and taps the tips of his horns.]

Boop.

Lysunder-

[He shivers as he feels those palms by the base of his horns, only for them to grow fainter.]

You are horrible.

Horri-bull?

[H-Huff! Huffing so he doesn't laugh!]

I am not going to humor your fetish for puns!

Humour a heck of a lot worse. [Grins.]

But you're uh, all cool with Disciple, right?

I have and no doubt will continue to do so, you scoundrel.

[There's another awkward shift.]

I believe we have.. managed to get along.

Good, she's a great gal after all. And I really enjoy spending time with her. It means a lot to me that you and her managed to uh-

Well tie up some loose ends, I guess?

She is very kind. More kind than I deserve, possibly.

Did she make something?

[Almost an answer to his question, there comes a knocking from the front of the hive. Someone has arrived, that someone might even be carrying something with them.]

Yes!

[Hops up, wings opening to catch him a little and may or mat not have hit Darkleer in the face with them slightly as he got up. Summoner moves to a window because knocking? Hahaha, Disciple must be knocking on a tree because there are no doors here, just hatches and windows, silly cat.]

[He leans out of the window and grins down to her.]

Oooooi! Who goes?!

[Whoof! Wow, rude, Summoner.]

[But Darkleer doesn't mention it and just adjusts his glasses on his face as he sits awkwardly in place. They're friends now. It'll be okay. Yeah. Definitely.]

[The trip over had her in a lighthearted mood. Her earlier plan had been to stay at her hive and continue reading more of the human pirate fiction books that were currently holding her attentions. As fun as the books were, this plan was shaping up to be much more fun. When Summoner calls down to her though, her thoughts drift to the high seas, and there is only one way she thought to answer.]

Ahoy! I come bearing buried treasure! Permission to come aboard, ye scurvy dog?

[She manages to get that much out before giggling.]

Oh god. [He's laughing. Memories of pirates brings a strong image of Mindfang to his head but he quickly stops himself from dwelling on it, excited for this and not at all wanting to spoil it.]

Aye aye cap'n!

[A salute and he chuckles, going back into the hive. Summoner moves past Darkleer to get to the floor hatch and opens it. It's right by a rather thick main tree of the treehouse hive, the tree having rather low branches, allowing one to easily climb up and into the hatched doorway.]

[...What.]

[What is going on here?]

[Darkleer just gets to his feet, tilting his head to the side.]

Are the pair of you on some sort of illegal substance?

[Funny story, Darkleer...]

[A quick climb later, and Disciple enters into the hive carrying a picnic basket in one of her arms.]

Hello, Summoner; Darkleer. Thank you for having me over. As promised, Lysunder, I have brought... cupcakes. [Disciple, that grin in not very subtle.]

[Yeah, funny, cause we uh-]

Oh yes, cupcakes, I am thoroughly ready to actually relax, it's been a while. [A long sigh, closing the hatch once she's through and moving to sit next to her on the floor. He looks up to Darkleer and smiles.]

Illegal? Never!

[Just cupcakes? Darkleer's shoulders relax a bit as he takes in the thought. Was it just some sort of quiet get together, a tea party like Nepeta so often liked to do? The idea admittedly appealed to him a bit.]

[And then he actually takes in their smiles.]

[Oh no.]

[Sorry, everyone, he's not sitting down in a group circle or anything now.]

What did you two do?

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