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ruevealing) wrote2023-08-05 10:44 pm
ruevealing) wrote2023-08-05 10:44 pm
You are the most casual client I've ever had! And I love it!
Just give me just a few days and, if you would not mind, when I'm finished, I'll come by your home. That way we can take measurements at the same time as we review my ideas.
Just give me just a few days and, if you would not mind, when I'm finished, I'll come by your home. That way we can take measurements at the same time as we review my ideas.
[For Rue, Casey does his very best to swallow back any more tears, despite the entire monologue's worth of decimating supportive sentiment. No more tears! Not even a drop! Their feathers and talons tickle at him, and it rouses a soft laughter out of him, as he squirms and switches between trying to bat their paws away and wiping his face with his cloak. He won't cry about it, but he's not about to forget it, either. (Magic in their heart, forever? What a beautiful way of saying it. He likes it.)
At their question, he blinks blearily a few times, fishing his relic out of his pocket to check the time. After all that bluster and stress and weeping, the whole of what just happened, and his frantic, underslept journey here, is starting to catch up with him. But it's after six now...]
I don't know... I usually make breakfast, I should go...
[It's said in the reluctant tone of someone trying very hard to do the responsible thing like get up while curled up and warm in bed. He'd agreed to do the cooking, buuut... maybe today can be an exception. Traumatic and/or deeply emotional adoption-related circumstances. He won't be hard to convince.]
At their question, he blinks blearily a few times, fishing his relic out of his pocket to check the time. After all that bluster and stress and weeping, the whole of what just happened, and his frantic, underslept journey here, is starting to catch up with him. But it's after six now...]
I don't know... I usually make breakfast, I should go...
[It's said in the reluctant tone of someone trying very hard to do the responsible thing like get up while curled up and warm in bed. He'd agreed to do the cooking, buuut... maybe today can be an exception. Traumatic and/or deeply emotional adoption-related circumstances. He won't be hard to convince.]
[Thank goodness Rue can read the teen's reluctance or they might very sadly send Casey on his way.
Instead, they pull back and give him a pointed, albeit slightly playful, look.]
If you try to leave without napping, I will ground you.
[and that is that. All responsibility is washed away.
With one last brush of their paws over his cheek, Rue untangles themself and rises up onto their feet, picking up Casey's coffee mug for a refill. Already they are turning to the kitchen, refusing to give him the time to even attempt to argue with.]
What would you like? Pancakes? Waffles? I may have some bacon we could fry up together too. Oh or maybe a nice quiche.
Instead, they pull back and give him a pointed, albeit slightly playful, look.]
If you try to leave without napping, I will ground you.
[and that is that. All responsibility is washed away.
With one last brush of their paws over his cheek, Rue untangles themself and rises up onto their feet, picking up Casey's coffee mug for a refill. Already they are turning to the kitchen, refusing to give him the time to even attempt to argue with.]
What would you like? Pancakes? Waffles? I may have some bacon we could fry up together too. Oh or maybe a nice quiche.
[Uttered with a quiet awe:]
I've never been grounded before.
[It sounds so normal! So mundane! What does grounding entail!?
Once Rue leaves the couch, Casey shifts a bit at first, trying to coax his legs out of the blankets so he can follow and be helpful or something. It does not seem to work. After a moment he ends up pitching sideways and draping his arms over the side of the couch, resting his chin there so he can face the kitchen and call after Rue. If he's not going to get up immediately, the least he can do is provide conversation.]
I like bacon... what's quiche?
I've never been grounded before.
[It sounds so normal! So mundane! What does grounding entail!?
Once Rue leaves the couch, Casey shifts a bit at first, trying to coax his legs out of the blankets so he can follow and be helpful or something. It does not seem to work. After a moment he ends up pitching sideways and draping his arms over the side of the couch, resting his chin there so he can face the kitchen and call after Rue. If he's not going to get up immediately, the least he can do is provide conversation.]
I like bacon... what's quiche?
[Rue is not gone for long, returning with another cup of coffee to set aside on the tray, just in case Casey needs another hit of caffeine. But while they are back here at the couch, they take the soft blanket he'd been wrapped in and burrito him in instead until he is completely cozy. There. Now he can not leave!]
A quiche is exactly like a pie, but instead of something sweet instead of the crust, it is eggs and cheese and vegetables. They are absolutely lovely.
A quiche is exactly like a pie, but instead of something sweet instead of the crust, it is eggs and cheese and vegetables. They are absolutely lovely.
[Oh nooooo he has become the breakfast burrito, whatever shall he do... besides not resist said bundling, apparently. He definitely can't leave. He can't drink his coffee either, so he'll just let it cool down a bit, slumping down into the plush couch cushions and letting his gaze drift towards the TV. The documentary is still playing silently, so he watches some birds.]
That sounds tasty... but also a lot of work. [He's not here to ask Rue to bake him a whole pie. Wait they were going to do that together at some point, weren't they.] Um, something easy's probably best.
That sounds tasty... but also a lot of work. [He's not here to ask Rue to bake him a whole pie. Wait they were going to do that together at some point, weren't they.] Um, something easy's probably best.
[Perfect timing, because as Casey goes limp on the couch, Rue is picking up the television remote to turn up the volume a touch. It's mostly just the musicality of birds chirping between some very dry, monotone commentary, but Rue turns back to the teen with a smile warming their expression.]
Nonsense. It wouldn't take long at all. [And since Casey is burrito'd up, they can move his feet and perch right next to them at the end of the couch.] This is a special day, don't you think? So, whatever you'd like, I would be more than happy to make it. Besides, I've been working on my breakfast foods, give me the chance to at least show them off.
[casey deserves to be spoiled with a big breakfast, as a treat]
Nonsense. It wouldn't take long at all. [And since Casey is burrito'd up, they can move his feet and perch right next to them at the end of the couch.] This is a special day, don't you think? So, whatever you'd like, I would be more than happy to make it. Besides, I've been working on my breakfast foods, give me the chance to at least show them off.
[casey deserves to be spoiled with a big breakfast, as a treat]
[It is a special day, isn't it... and if Rue wants to take the opportunity to experiment in the kitchen, well, he can hardly tell them no. He looks down at his new predicament, squinting in their direction.]
I'd offer to help, but it looks like I've been captured... [Very thoroughly, turns out. His wiggle gets him nowhere.] I'll eat whatever you decide is best, how about that.
[Go all out, if that is their dream. He's just doing his best not to fall asleep, against all odds. Between the blanket trap and the ambient bird noise...]
I'd offer to help, but it looks like I've been captured... [Very thoroughly, turns out. His wiggle gets him nowhere.] I'll eat whatever you decide is best, how about that.
[Go all out, if that is their dream. He's just doing his best not to fall asleep, against all odds. Between the blanket trap and the ambient bird noise...]
[WORD IS GETTING OUT ALREADY OH NO. do not let donnie hear]
I will accept money just fine. I just know that not everyone is as convivial as I am and no matter their gregariousness, everyone deserves well-fitting clothes that spark their joy.
I will accept money just fine. I just know that not everyone is as convivial as I am and no matter their gregariousness, everyone deserves well-fitting clothes that spark their joy.
[They scoff, because still he will not say what he wants, but Rue will just ruffle his hair and retreat to the kitchen.]
Then you shall have to suffer through whatever I choose.
[oh no, the threat of yummy breakfast foods, rip casey.
But since he is all curled up on the couch and they shall be awhile, Casey has all the time in the world to nap for the next hour or so, the owlbear just bustling around in the kitchen, humming along to themself as they work. And if sleep should find him, at least the house will be smelling like freshly fried bacon and sweet syrup.]
Then you shall have to suffer through whatever I choose.
[oh no, the threat of yummy breakfast foods, rip casey.
But since he is all curled up on the couch and they shall be awhile, Casey has all the time in the world to nap for the next hour or so, the owlbear just bustling around in the kitchen, humming along to themself as they work. And if sleep should find him, at least the house will be smelling like freshly fried bacon and sweet syrup.]
[rip indeed. Over the course of that hour(ish), Casey does three things in sequence: one, he untangles just enough to chug down his coffee before it gets cold, two: he fishes his mask out from wherever it ended up in the blanket nest and rests it safely on the table with his empty mug, so he'll be able to find it immediately upon waking, should he fall asleep (because Rue correctly identified it as an emotional support mask, for certain).
And three: he makes it about ten minutes into bird-watching, listening to the nature sounds and the sounds of Rue in the kitchen, before he does in fact fall asleep, curled up in layers of blankets, his hair mussed and eyebags fading, enjoying a more peaceful nap than he's had for some time.]
And three: he makes it about ten minutes into bird-watching, listening to the nature sounds and the sounds of Rue in the kitchen, before he does in fact fall asleep, curled up in layers of blankets, his hair mussed and eyebags fading, enjoying a more peaceful nap than he's had for some time.]
[Just know that even while they work, Rue keeps peeking out of the kitchen to watch the progression of Casey slowly falling asleep on their couch. And when he finally does, they pop into the living room just to make certain he's comfortably cuddled up in the blankets, taking a moment to appreciate the messy hair and peaceful expression on his face.
And then they leave him to rest as they return to the kitchen and finish up working on breakfast. Since they have the extra time and can keep the food they've prepared crisp and warm with a little magic, Rue maybe goes overboard, with a stack of pancakes, another of waffles, crispy bacon, two different quiches, and a plate of fresh fruit. Enough to fill up Casey and Hunter's fridge for the next week, they hope, to give Casey a brief cooking break.
When everything is prepared, Rue returns to Casey with another mug of fresh coffee in their paws.]
Casey, darling? Are you hungry? Or would you rather keep resting?
And then they leave him to rest as they return to the kitchen and finish up working on breakfast. Since they have the extra time and can keep the food they've prepared crisp and warm with a little magic, Rue maybe goes overboard, with a stack of pancakes, another of waffles, crispy bacon, two different quiches, and a plate of fresh fruit. Enough to fill up Casey and Hunter's fridge for the next week, they hope, to give Casey a brief cooking break.
When everything is prepared, Rue returns to Casey with another mug of fresh coffee in their paws.]
Casey, darling? Are you hungry? Or would you rather keep resting?
[It takes a handful of moments, but as their soft voice and the wafting scent of coffee nearby reaches his senses, Casey's eyes flutter open, peering up at them and looking sleepily confused for several beats. Why is Rue here...? Where is he-
-oh. Oh, this is Rue's house. And everything comes trickling back to his memory, drawing a big, sleepy smile to his lips. That's right. Rue's house. On a very good morning.]
No, I can get up...
[He yawns and stretches, pushing himself upright. He's still a little sleepy, but he'll shake it off easily enough. The nap was just about sufficient to cover the missing hours he'd lost from the first wake-up, and his sleep here had been far more restful.]
It smells good in here. You finished already? [Wait how long has it been-]
-oh. Oh, this is Rue's house. And everything comes trickling back to his memory, drawing a big, sleepy smile to his lips. That's right. Rue's house. On a very good morning.]
No, I can get up...
[He yawns and stretches, pushing himself upright. He's still a little sleepy, but he'll shake it off easily enough. The nap was just about sufficient to cover the missing hours he'd lost from the first wake-up, and his sleep here had been far more restful.]
It smells good in here. You finished already? [Wait how long has it been-]
[Be still their beating heart! Casey peering up at them with that goofy, sleepy smile may be their new favorite thing across any world.]
I did. [With just a touch of cheekiness, but Rue is not about to tease the boy for sleeping when that is exactly what they asked him to do. They help him untangle from the blankets, before carefully brushing the hair from his face.]
Let's get you fed and then, if you are still tired, you can rest a little bit more.
[That's what all of the breakfast carbs are for.]
I have no where to be today, you can stay as long as you like.
I did. [With just a touch of cheekiness, but Rue is not about to tease the boy for sleeping when that is exactly what they asked him to do. They help him untangle from the blankets, before carefully brushing the hair from his face.]
Let's get you fed and then, if you are still tired, you can rest a little bit more.
[That's what all of the breakfast carbs are for.]
I have no where to be today, you can stay as long as you like.
[Casey makes a soft hum at the brushing, closing his eyes as his hair is straightened up again. It feels kind of nice to be fussed over. It's true that Rue had done it before today, plenty of times, but something about it feels different now.]
Mm... I am a little hungry now. [A lot hungry, technically, now that he's several hours past the usual breakfast, but it's a feeling he's so used to that he hardly notices. (At least here the feeling in this world is pretty rare.) Now that he's untangled, he stretches his legs out and swings them off the edge of the couch to wake them up.] What'd you decide on? Did you make quiche?
[He tries to temper the hope in his tone- he'd like to try it, but no pressure on Rue if the answer happened to be no...]
Mm... I am a little hungry now. [A lot hungry, technically, now that he's several hours past the usual breakfast, but it's a feeling he's so used to that he hardly notices. (At least here the feeling in this world is pretty rare.) Now that he's untangled, he stretches his legs out and swings them off the edge of the couch to wake them up.] What'd you decide on? Did you make quiche?
[He tries to temper the hope in his tone- he'd like to try it, but no pressure on Rue if the answer happened to be no...]
You shall have to come and see for yourself!
[Rue is just going to use the coffee to lure Casey to the kitchen. Follow the smell of delicious caffeine!!]
Everything is all ready for you at the kitchen table.
[And just as promised, it is a veritable feast waiting for him. Fruit and egg and bacon and carbs a-plenty! There's also a few freshly cut flowers in a vase on the table as well as a nice cloth napkin in matching floral print to the rest that now has a lovely embroidered 'CJ' in the corner. Naturally, there's one for all of the boys for whenever they come over for a meal. It just makes Rue so happy to add those little personal touches for the ones they love.]
[Rue is just going to use the coffee to lure Casey to the kitchen. Follow the smell of delicious caffeine!!]
Everything is all ready for you at the kitchen table.
[And just as promised, it is a veritable feast waiting for him. Fruit and egg and bacon and carbs a-plenty! There's also a few freshly cut flowers in a vase on the table as well as a nice cloth napkin in matching floral print to the rest that now has a lovely embroidered 'CJ' in the corner. Naturally, there's one for all of the boys for whenever they come over for a meal. It just makes Rue so happy to add those little personal touches for the ones they love.]
Truly, Zack, I am more than happy to help. Especially now that I have a new friend to visit all of the time in Willow.
[Ironically he doesn't even like coffee that much, he just knows it is required Wake Up substance some days. The siren song works, though, and he's up on his feet and following them to the kitchen. The scent of good food coaxes him to move faster, and soon enough he's peering through the doorway with wide, stunned eyes. That is... so much food.]
Whoa... no way, we can't possibly eat all this!
[O-oh... and the flowers, and the little napkin- is that his name- this is way too nice!]
Whoa... no way, we can't possibly eat all this!
[O-oh... and the flowers, and the little napkin- is that his name- this is way too nice!]
[His utter surprise leaves the owlbear preening with delight.]
No, you are quite right, but I made enough for you to take extra home, for you and Hunter to enjoy over the next few days. Give you a break from needing to come up with breakfast ideas.
[Beaming, Rue takes a seat at the table after placing Casey's fresh coffee at his place, before they are spreading their napkin over their lap and waiting for him to join.]
What would you like to start with?
No, you are quite right, but I made enough for you to take extra home, for you and Hunter to enjoy over the next few days. Give you a break from needing to come up with breakfast ideas.
[Beaming, Rue takes a seat at the table after placing Casey's fresh coffee at his place, before they are spreading their napkin over their lap and waiting for him to join.]
What would you like to start with?
Oh... that's really nice of you, you didn't have to do that much.
[The concept of leftovers is still kind of alien to him. He cooks what he eats and not a bite more. But that does sound very convenient, actually- just grabbing pre-made food and heating it up... almost like a restaurant at home.
He scoots over and sits down, glancing between them, and the food, and the napkin (????) before he mimics Rue's gesture and sets the embroidered (precious! personalized! that's his NAME!) cloth over his own lap. He doesn't know why, but apparently that's where it goes.]
Uh. Let's see. [He reaches towards one of the quiches, carving out a slice.] This is the quiche, right? I wanna try it!
[The concept of leftovers is still kind of alien to him. He cooks what he eats and not a bite more. But that does sound very convenient, actually- just grabbing pre-made food and heating it up... almost like a restaurant at home.
He scoots over and sits down, glancing between them, and the food, and the napkin (????) before he mimics Rue's gesture and sets the embroidered (precious! personalized! that's his NAME!) cloth over his own lap. He doesn't know why, but apparently that's where it goes.]
Uh. Let's see. [He reaches towards one of the quiches, carving out a slice.] This is the quiche, right? I wanna try it!
[Just wait until Rue gets into prepping meals, the world will change.]
I know, [Rue responds simply. Their generosity is not an expectation, it is a gift.] But I did it because I wanted to. Because you are my family and I wish to dote on you just a little. But if I ever come on too strongly, you only need to tell me. I promise I shall take no offense.
[But also, please let them pamper and spoil their children.]
Yes! That is the quiche. I've made two. That one is filled with bacon and onion and mushrooms. The other is a simple fresh herb blend. I have only made quiche a handful of times before, but it looks quite well done this time around! The last it was much more undercooked.
I know, [Rue responds simply. Their generosity is not an expectation, it is a gift.] But I did it because I wanted to. Because you are my family and I wish to dote on you just a little. But if I ever come on too strongly, you only need to tell me. I promise I shall take no offense.
[But also, please let them pamper and spoil their children.]
Yes! That is the quiche. I've made two. That one is filled with bacon and onion and mushrooms. The other is a simple fresh herb blend. I have only made quiche a handful of times before, but it looks quite well done this time around! The last it was much more undercooked.
Okay... w-well, thank you. I'm sure Hunter'll love it too.
[He'll go ahead and scoop a slice of each - because they are begging to be tried - and will serve Rue any if they wish. Once that's done, though, he takes a single bite-]
-whoa, that's great-!
[And starts eating in the customary CJ way, which is to fork it in as quickly as possible without choking.]
[He'll go ahead and scoop a slice of each - because they are begging to be tried - and will serve Rue any if they wish. Once that's done, though, he takes a single bite-]
-whoa, that's great-!
[And starts eating in the customary CJ way, which is to fork it in as quickly as possible without choking.]
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