silverspotlight | (no subject)

[Slithering down on top of you from the bed]

We did it this time, huh?

It's always something.

[Soon enough, the door opens and Basco is standing there, leaning against the door frame and, for some reason, wearing a t-shirt and jeans. He's simply looking down at the pair of you and just starts laughing.]

[I'm covering my head with my flippers right now

oh sweet MagiMother at least he'll make me a stole and I can be fashionable in death]

[He's wearing normal clothes...

He's also laughing, but he's wearing normal clothes.]

... what are you wearing?

[Waving it off] Just things I got from Hina-chan. I'm more interested in the fact that you're like this together. Did it get a bit too wild for camps liking?

[I'm crawling under the bed] It wasn't anything like that!

[Flopping on the floor. Thanks :|]

It was the cake. I think I put actual sugar in it. I need to get rid of it, but we're currently in a position were I can't do that. It's why I called you ... that and we couldn't open the door.

I can believe all that except you calling my number specifically to ask for my help. Did you have trouble calling the intended person with the lack of hands?

[Still, leaning down for you to slither up his arm. And dragging the other one out from under the bed by his tail.]

[hanging loose and kind of swimming against the air, this is terrible news]

We're not exactly dextrous, y'know! Lemme down. [I am a fearsome and vile creature from the depths. Yes.]

[Slithering up your arm and resting over your shoulder near your neck.]

It was a misdial, but does it matter? You'll do.

... Gai stop it. Cake is priority.

Consider yourselves lucky you caught me in a good mood today. [Although not so much to Gai as he's still being held by the tail as he takes them both to the kitchen.]

The one with the strawberries on it?

That's the one! [I'll flap helpfully at the very least. :C]

It looks really good, but it's a trap.

I can't even bake my frustrations away without something bad happening.

Maybe that's the problem. You just have sloppy form when you get distracted with something else. [Putting the fluffy one on the table and looking at this cake.]

To be fair cooking helps keep a lot of people's minds off stuff.

[noses at the cake plate, and huffs quietly]

[I don't even want to mention how much of this is your fault right now.]

. . .

[I spent a lot of time on this damn thing. It's sad to see it have to go.]

Throw it into the swamp.

And if that were true this time, you wouldn't be like this and have to throw out a perfectly fine cake. [picking up the whole thing and just tossing it out the window.]

[you were good the five seconds I got to enjoy you cake, au revoir 8(]

Others can still be made when we have arms again.

[Sticking tongue out (partially against Basco's neck) to smell the now gone cake]

. . .Thanks,

[That feels strange at he tries not to swat at his neck and accidentally hit you in your scaly face.] Maybe next time you'll be more attentive to what you bake instead of thinking about whatever it was that got you so annoyed.

That's kinda harsh, isn't it?

[Annoyed hiss]

Maybe if you and him weren't so set on doing stupid things I wouldn't be annoyed.

So that's what it was. You were angry about my fight with that idiot samurai. Well, that explains the colours on that cake.