[ HE WAS A COOKIE, SWEETHEART. HE NEVER HAD TO DEAL WITH THAT.
He smiles and reaches to drop his hand on her hair, gently ruffle the looser spots, careful not to upset the plait.
And soon enough, with the School and Clinic on either side, there's the house, in all it's gingerbread looking glory. There's a new little top to it, a balcony window open to let in the breeze, and the front door is already wide open.
Felicity is greeted by the stoat first, who comes bouncing out of the house to stampede around their feet before heading off into a random direction. The white lily on it is in full bloom and PV is trying to look like he's okay. ]
Your room is upstairs!
[ He'll gesture for her to go first. It's her home now too. She can enter as she pleases. ]
( there's no words for the ache of her heart pounding in her chest as they go. a million different "what ifs" flood her mind, each more terrible than the last. what if it's a trick? what if one of them corners her in the night to threaten her? what if they're just going to vanish one day, leaving her alone?
she is immediately greeted by a stoat. the peach-sugar glider peeks out of her pocket where it was hiding. 'sup.
it immediately goes back into hiding. )
Oh- uh. Right, okay.
oh you wanted me to go first-
( don't mind her bashfully taking the lead then! )
[ Cute. He'll be right behind her, gently guiding her through the living room to the set of stairs leading up. There is a strawberry bunny sitting at the top, staring downwards with the very air of 'am baby', and she tries to kill them by kicking out her feet and flopping at the top step the moment they get there.
Thankfully Vanilla sees it coming and just moves her fat lump body to the side.
Felicity will find her room done up to the best of Heimrs abilities for Fel's taste. The attic is wide and spacious to fit the house, though a portion of that will change with the bathroom addition. Pure Vanilla gently sets the box of things down onto the bed, which is large and comfortable (and smells faintly of a bakery like every other damn thing in the house) and looks around.
There's his own little touch of worry. What if she hates it? ]
( she sounds a little choked up and is deliberately staying in front so he can't see her expression. waht the fuck. what the fuck!!! no one's ever been so kind to her like this. )
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... Okay.
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He smiles and reaches to drop his hand on her hair, gently ruffle the looser spots, careful not to upset the plait.
And soon enough, with the School and Clinic on either side, there's the house, in all it's gingerbread looking glory. There's a new little top to it, a balcony window open to let in the breeze, and the front door is already wide open.
Felicity is greeted by the stoat first, who comes bouncing out of the house to stampede around their feet before heading off into a random direction. The white lily on it is in full bloom and PV is trying to look like he's okay. ]
Your room is upstairs!
[ He'll gesture for her to go first. It's her home now too. She can enter as she pleases. ]
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she is immediately greeted by a stoat. the peach-sugar glider peeks out of her pocket where it was hiding. 'sup.
it immediately goes back into hiding. )
Oh- uh. Right, okay.
oh you wanted me to go first-
( don't mind her bashfully taking the lead then! )
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Thankfully Vanilla sees it coming and just moves her fat lump body to the side.
Felicity will find her room done up to the best of Heimrs abilities for Fel's taste. The attic is wide and spacious to fit the house, though a portion of that will change with the bathroom addition. Pure Vanilla gently sets the box of things down onto the bed, which is large and comfortable (and smells faintly of a bakery like every other damn thing in the house) and looks around.
There's his own little touch of worry. What if she hates it? ]
I hope it is to your liking?
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( she sounds a little choked up and is deliberately staying in front so he can't see her expression. waht the fuck. what the fuck!!! no one's ever been so kind to her like this. )
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I am glad! Please, take some time to settle yourself in, get used to your room! I shall be downstairs in the kitchen if you need anything!