[ Surprisingly sassy and ... competitive? More likely than you think. What else would you expect from someone who loves videogames? ]
that will make my victory even more sweeter, then.
[ Sunny is not confident about much. Really, nothing about himself. But he does know he's good at puns and shouldn't be reckoned with when it comes to things like that. ]
you're bringing a cake dog home? [ Back to the topic at hand. ]
[ Well, alright. Sunny is just going to close his laptop and finally slide out of bed, heading to the bathroom as if he were back home, still. Something hasn't appeared since his transformation, but he still feels a little funny looking in the mirror at himself. The ears and eye coloration still seem so new to him, not to mention the claws which made typing a little difficult. He watches his reflection for awhile until he decides to brush his teeth (good job!) and waits for Shoyo to come through the door. ]
shoyo is, well. easy to hear. especially when heās started to wear new ear plugs and canāt really hear himself beyond a few dampened thuds. it helps with the skittishness but doesnāt exactly get rid of itā something that moves too fast in his peripheral vision usually gets him to jump and bolt.
which is probably still less than sound and sight stacked on top of each other.
the staircase from below goes phwupphwupphwuphwup until the door clicks open surprisingly slow. because shoyo has his hands full. oh, wait itās not in his hands, but . . . a bulge under his shirt heās cradling close to where his stomach is. ]
Sunny?
[ loudly said, maybe, because he canāt hear how high his voice actually is, but heās quite proud and puffed up like a baby bird as he closes the door behind him with his foot. ]
[ Sunny also has sensitive hearing and is a bit jumpy himself and he has yet to tell Shoyo that his voice is Truly Suffering to deal with and he already knows the other boy is making his way to the door long before it happens. Still, Sunny watched his reflection, not quite identifying with it.
But thatās nothing new.
The door opens and Sunny shuffles out of the bathroom, keeping his distance and looking at Shoyo from where heās atā¦ then the round part of his shirt. ]
[ once indoors, he can take off the plugs with a single hand and pop them into his pocket, so at least sunny does not need to Suffer the entire time the human tangerine is home. hearing himself helps in speaking quietly and manageably, especially to make sure he doesnāt startle with his own energy. shoyo, quiet? itās likely now that noise scares him just as much as his shadow if he doesnāt see it beforehand. ]
So itās a surpriseā!
[ he pulls out the bundle at last to reveal . . . a little actual frosting capped cake puppy that is the sleepiest thing in existence. shoyoās belly and chest are probably smeared with sticky sugar bits. but thatās okay! ]
[ Sunnyās dark eyes grow at the sight of the new puppy. So adorable. A literal pupcake! Sunny slowly shuffles forward and leans down to look at Mochi right in the eyes.
His voice is just above a whisper. ]
Mochi-chanā¦ You are so cute.
[ he even dips down and gives it a little kissy on the headā¦ does he end up with frosting on his face??? Maybe?? ]
[ stop it!!! youāre cute!!! a kdhsjd h shoyo was not expecting the softest of chuās on mochiās little frosting head and sheās just so sleepy and yawning wide and . . . !!!
ah. the feeling. the feeling that something is so cute you just want to SQUEEZE but you canāt, soā shoyo makes do with an actual vibration, from head to toe. check out his incoming voice call cosplay. ]
Ahhhhā! Frosting! Frosting!
[ shoyo points to Sunnyās mouth. can they . . . eat the frosting? ]
[ Oh. He hadnāt thought of the possibility of getting frosting on his face since.. frosting is apart of her? But um.. naturally it happens and Sunny crosses his eyes slightly and.. you know what? Yolo.
He runs his tongue over the little frosting dribble and looks at Shoyo with starry eyes. ]
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<OMORI>
<FLY>
MCFURRY
<OMORI>
[ He can do this all day without flinching. ]
<FLY>
BARKETTE
wait no
doguette
[ PLEASE COUNT . . . ]
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3/3
canineapple pupside down cake.
ice cream sandbitch.
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<FLY>
but i want a rematch ok?!
<OMORI>
if you want your butt kicked again.
[ surprisingly sassy?????? Heās smiling, though. ]
<FLY>
<OMORI>
that will make my victory even more sweeter, then.
[ Sunny is not confident about much. Really, nothing about himself. But he does know he's good at puns and shouldn't be reckoned with when it comes to things like that. ]
you're bringing a cake dog home?
[ Back to the topic at hand. ]
that will be fun.
[ Oh! ]
<FLY> (1/2)
(easy there, sunny. you're gonna turn him on that way) ]
<FLY>
[ back on that!! ]
i asked for her before we were roommates! her name is mochi and i was supposed to bring her home today. is that ok?
<OMORI>
just wait until Sunny gets his increased libido and need for social interaction.]my input shouldnāt matter.
itās ok.
<FLY>
if you were like
afraid or allergic or something i'd totally tell mr sparkling i couldn't take her anymore!
<OMORI>
youāre considerate.
ty.
<FLY>
we'll see you in a little bit!
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shoyo is, well. easy to hear. especially when heās started to wear new ear plugs and canāt really hear himself beyond a few dampened thuds. it helps with the skittishness but doesnāt exactly get rid of itā something that moves too fast in his peripheral vision usually gets him to jump and bolt.
which is probably still less than sound and sight stacked on top of each other.
the staircase from below goes phwupphwupphwuphwup until the door clicks open surprisingly slow. because shoyo has his hands full. oh, wait itās not in his hands, but . . . a bulge under his shirt heās cradling close to where his stomach is. ]
Sunny?
[ loudly said, maybe, because he canāt hear how high his voice actually is, but heās quite proud and puffed up like a baby bird as he closes the door behind him with his foot. ]
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But thatās nothing new.
The door opens and Sunny shuffles out of the bathroom, keeping his distance and looking at Shoyo from where heās atā¦ then the round part of his shirt. ]
Why are you hiding it?
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So itās a surpriseā!
[ he pulls out the bundle at last to reveal . . . a little actual frosting capped cake puppy that is the sleepiest thing in existence. shoyoās belly and chest are probably smeared with sticky sugar bits. but thatās okay! ]
Tah-dahā! Mochi-chan . . . !
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His voice is just above a whisper. ]
Mochi-chanā¦
You are so cute.
[ he even dips down and gives it a little kissy on the headā¦ does he end up with frosting on his face??? Maybe?? ]
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ah. the feeling. the feeling that something is so cute you just want to SQUEEZE but you canāt, soā shoyo makes do with an actual vibration, from head to toe. check out his incoming voice call cosplay. ]
Ahhhhā! Frosting! Frosting!
[ shoyo points to Sunnyās mouth. can they . . . eat the frosting? ]
āDoes she really taste like cake?
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He runs his tongue over the little frosting dribble and looks at Shoyo with starry eyes. ]
Oh. Delicious.
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