ZodiacChic Post:Cancer
Rin hummed softly as she waited for him to speak once more. He didn’t seem as shocked as some of her other visitors. It was a nice change! Sipping her tea, she slowly kicked her feet back and forth, carefully avoiding bumping into the table. That could knock something over! And hot tea is not at all comfortable. And if she spilled it on her guest, she wouldn’t ever be able to forgive herself!! Taking a bite of a cake, she looked up when he spoke again.
“Oh no, I don’t mind at all! A tour would be lovely! It’s always a pleasure to show people around Musicland!” she replied cheerfully, giggling contentedly. Oh boy, she got to lead another journey around her home!
“Is that so..”
Well, since we’re having tea, might as well be civilized— He glanced at Rin and thought again. Civilized.. with a twist. The tealette settled himself adjacent to her chair and noted the servings the above their surfaced-patterned counter. Sweets, biscuits, cakes, pie, tart, all of the usual delicacies were present in bounteous numbers but, instead of having a full-seated table, he noted only two occupants and if not for the aura the blond withheld, it’s ambiance wouldn’t be that congenial.
“So do ‘people’ come here often?” A start to the conversation of finding a way out, initiated. Taking a piece from the nearest snack to him, in which were macaroons, he examined it shortly before popping it onto his mouth. 
Despite it’s eccentric flavor, it was rather palatable.
ZodiacChic Post:Cancer
♫🍰 💖 The girl stood up once more, feeling the vibrating sensation inside her pocket. Could it be?! He was awake! Hooray.
Visiting was surely something she’d have to dress up for, especially if she was going to meet a familiar of his. Laughing with her hand over her mouth to prevent her loud cackling to bounce in an echo through her house, she started imagining how his dog could have possibly managed to attack the boy. Oh how funny. And another picture inside her head was about the female she’d be meeting afterwards. Would that girl be kind or rather timid? That wouldn’t matter because they’d surely get along. Miku wouldn’t take any longer and started typing as quickly as her thin fingers could.
✉ ✎ ᘉᙓᙡ ᗰᙓᔕᔕᗩᘐᙓ
∟To: Mikuo-Koko
∟ From: Kuku-chan.
∟Sub: Re: No subject.
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∟ I did sleep well.
⊦ After all, a princess needs her
⊦ beauty sleep.
⊦ And I hope you slept well too,
⊦ prince.~ 💖
⊦ D’awe, keeewt.
⊦ I would love to meet her!
⊦ And also meet your furry companion
⊦ I bet he’s adorable!
⊦ What time seems right?
⊦ And I can eat sweets when I want to..
⊦ Nyehehe. My sweets are my
⊦ source of energy! 🍰
⊦And I still wish to hear what you
⊦ were going to say before. :) //
» SENT
Done! Did she type too much? Was she showing she was too excited? Haha.. Rushing towards her wardrobe, she focused on picking a more casual thing to wear than her usual outfits. If she were to be the most popular in her school, she had to wear expensive clothes. Or at least that was the motto given to her as ‘advice’, but she also enjoyed comfy things that were easy to move around in.
Finally upon trying on various attires, the lady chose a chic trend, perfect for the occasion and the burning sun; a cute and sleeveless A-line dress of a pastel orange with small white polka dots. Then some cream colored heels with a beige ribbon on top, the same ribbon located on the tealette’s hair to tie it into one high ponytail at the side of her head.
Phew done.
“These heels are hard to walk in.. Getting dressed so nicely is hard work. But I always want to look cute, heh.” You could see the determination in her eyes that only made them shine a brighter shade of turquoise. What a gleeful expression she resembled. Anyhow, probably taking the monorail would be the best way to get there. Would this be her first time at his place? Beginning to feel nervous and rather embarrassed, she started to cheer herself on inside her thoughts. “You’ll do fine, I’ll be fine..” Joy stroke her features again as she checked her cellphone which she had completely forgotten about in the past few moments.
“Today will be a good day.”
Sana took a sip from her drink before laughing slightly.
| “Oho? Really now? When?” | The tealette simply grinned & snagged the last egg off the plate. “Course`. And today, most likely.” Mischievously waving the piece a bit, he devoured it the moment she showed signs of snatching it away for her own. Said female made a pout, mentally denouncing herself of failing to steal. Then, pads of four entered the room and sat to halt, looking up specifically at the male with nimble pleas. Mikuo glanced down and shook his head, pretending to be concentrating on his food— in which earned a kick from under the table. |”What are you doing?!”| Despite her quiet tone, urgency rose from it in great numbers. “Ssh. Wait.” He pointed at the canine stealthily without fooling his act. After a few seconds of whimpering in circles under them, Bobbi trudged toward the low cabinets opening a certain one at the left with his teeth and immediately poked his head through. Carrying a grey container, he casually situated himself under Mikuo’s chair again. | “He’s…”| “Hungry.” Standing up whilst taking the table pitcher, he walked to the top repository & grabbed a small pack of dog food, also taking the bowl that was beside it. Settling the objects down on the counter, he bent over to fetch the dog’s obtained grey one after giving him an affectionate ruffle. “My phone is off limits.”
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|”So why’d you do that?”|
“Do what?” Came his reply after completing his task of feeding time. |”Not give Bobbi attention at first.”| He paused cleaning and looked at her quizzically. “I was pretending not to. It happens almost everyday.”
|”Well for him, it doesn’t seem that way. ‘Pretending’..”| Moving on to wiping the dog’s crates with a cloth, he smiled. “But isn’t it effective? In the end, he’ll have the attention he wants, see? Considering it’s been a year since you last saw him, trust me, he’s grown. You spoil him way too much back then that’s why.” Heh. Who am I kidding?
|”I did not!”|
“Then why’d you buy him PJ’s? Seriously Sana, he’s covered with fur already & it’s not gettin’ any thinner.” He shot back, enthusiasm quickly dominating his features.
|”All people spoil… at least something~!”|
”..Hmn. You have actually have a point.” Claiming his previous spot on the breakfast table, he checked his phone again.
〘 Message Notification: 8 minutes ago 〙
He blinked and flipped it open; a small smile etching his lips upon sight the prospect. Quickly..
∟To: Miku-hime
∟Sub: Breakfast?
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∟Aren’t we lively today? To be
⊦honest, I planned to text you
⊦again last night but.. yeah, you fell
⊦asleep. Can’t disturb that, right? ≖‿≖
⊦
⊦Adorable? (;¬_¬) Champing on my
⊦phone is cute? Haha.. I suddenly don’t
⊦wanna let him see you..
⊦
⊦Let’s meet somewhere then. Your pick,
⊦of course. ￣ー￣ Sana has been notified
⊦too.
∟ How about it ? ///
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|”Hmmm..”|
- — “… What?”
|”I look forward to meeting this fellow that you keep smiling all’bout the texts.”| She stood up and ambled up the stairs with a slightly unreadable expression.
“….”
(Source: mi-kuo)
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✯✯✯ She knew it was childish, but she stuck out her tongue as she waited for the yarn to rolls towards her. Gumi wasn’t surprised that her owner suggested a cat themed booth in her class. She did remembered Rin mentioning to her how much she wanted to organize a cat-themed Cafe someday. So, her dream came true, huh. Her eyes glowed with glint of curiosity, and silently watch him placed a nekomimi band on his head. Huh? He has cat ears now? That’s strange, he was a human being a few moments ago. Was he…trying to turn himself into a cat? It’s not really convincing, but she never heard much magical material in her life. How interesting.
✯✯✯ Ignoring his long explanation, the kitten suddenly reached up to his head and gently grabbed those cat eats. Strange. It’s so soft — it’s felt just like real fur. “…? You’re a cat too?” she muttered and blinked in surprise at the foreign object. She tilted her head to one side as she carefully pulled out the fake ears of his head. She held the nekomimi band tightly on her hand, after examining it for a while, she looked up at him innocently and immediately handed them back. “….your ears fell off. You should see a vet.”
No answer was given as he noticed her only gaping at his gesture.
- —-Oh well. The male subtly sighed at the fail communication and was about to remove the object when, unexpectedly, she moved to clutch them. He blinked, feelings of confusion & relief beckoned him for he was unable to answer her question and just simply stared at her actions from then on. Upon its return to his hand, a smile threatened to show but seeing as the feline was rather serious, he immediately pursed it back.
“Yeah. Maybe I should..” Mikuo nodded and readily placed it back atop his head. “Right now, I’m also a cat.” A pause as he glinted at her with a thumbs up.
IS NOBODY GOING TO TALK ABOUT HOW FUCKING ANNOYING THIS SHIT IS
I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE
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{ღ}~Miku’s grin widened. “Well, we could watch a movie or play a video game!” Although she didn’t have many ideas of what they could do, she was sure they could think of something. They were pretty creative people after all. “Also we could sing or write a song…” At that point the tealette was just blurting out what ever came to mind. She soon grabbed her cup and took a sip of the orange juice inside.
Her cheerful smile faltered when her brother asked if something happened at school. What did he think the answer would be? It was highschool which meant lots and lots of unwanted drama. Carefully, she placed her cup back down. “I guess you could say that…”
He simply nodded at every inkling she expressed, letting her know the fact that he was listening. But no matter what, she’ll still go. This thought diminished for a second upon hearing his sister’s reply to his question. And that ever-so hesitating features she displayed slowly deteriorated it more.
Mikuo remained calm, though buckets of redundant worry swelled up inside him. He dared not show it..
- —-Well, it’ll depend on what she’ll tell me. Dismounting himself from the chair’s backside, he leaned in and enacted a small succoring smile. “Mind telling me?”
(Source: mi-kuo)
