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askbittyerror · 4 years ago

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Wedding RP part 8

Askbittyerror09/28/2020 The being snarls, and twists in Bells’ direction, the sound gibbering and shaky, echoing itself over and over into a demented cacophony. It takes a shuffling, quivering step and jerks back, a scarlet spear exploding through one of its many torsos, flinging the chunks back over itself where they unwind and meld back into the main body. Its gaze is swung back to Flare who stands, manic grin splitting his face, swirling black-red wings spread, gold dripping from his eyes and teeth and the cracks in his skull. He’s laughing. Hysterically. “Oh,” The atlatl in his hands reloads, the spear filling it taller than three people stacked on top of each other. The shield in his hands swings to cover his chest, his body shimmering with cracked golden armor. Flare’s eyes narrow, giggling muffled through his broken-winged helm. “This will be fun."(edited)

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 "...can you please take the fun somewhere that my children aren't at risk of being crushed to death in the crossfire!? please!?"(edited)

salty darkness09/28/2020 The darkness curls around, and Greylu steps into the room, tendrils lashing behind him. He falters a little at the sight of the crazy god and eldritch abomination, but at least he doesn't run away entirely. "Where. Now."

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 "I... I don't... preferably not the one currently at risk of collapsing!? I don't think straining the code is a good idea?!" [9:30 PM] "...Juice has a trained army..."

salty darkness09/28/2020 Greylu growls. That's... probably not exactly what he was asking. Tendrils curl around the room the best that they can, and he looks around frantically. "CHILDREN. MINE. WHERE?" "...Raine?"

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 "...um. Raine, greenhouse..." "-the others, the tree room, the mirror room, the uppermost wing-" [9:32 PM] Trying to locate every wandering child is... tricky(edited)

salty darkness09/28/2020 Darkness curls around, and he's gone. ...a tendril brushes against Bells' cheek, leaving a small stain of tar and/or goop.

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 "...I love you too." they whisper shakily. they need to get out, need to- -Umbra... [9:37 PM] They look for their fallen friend...

Askbittyerror09/28/2020 Bells' request isn’t even acknowledged. The being roars, the sound both eardrum-shatteringly loud and too soft to hear. The eyes swivel in many directions, more specialized limbs and mouths appearing, paws and massive fangs and beaks and scythes all snapping and swinging with wild abandon. Another spear snaps through its point, where the creature is leading from, from which everything else quivers back, and the thing writhes, then howls as a wave of red slams through it and lifts it up then slams it into the ground and lifts it up and slams it into the ground and lifts it up and slams it into the ground, looping again and again until Flare hits the end of the spear boot first and it detonates deep inside. Umbra pushes himself up, hand on his chest, gone far too pale with his tentacles quivering. He wheezes, breathless, his eyes unfocused and blurred. Flare flips himself over the jittering neck, bashing his shield against a snapping, string laden maw, cackling all the while.

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 Bells moves to Umbra's side, trying to help support his weight. "We need to go." It's not that simple. Of course it's not that simple. They look at Flare, helplessly. He's going to be the death of his own son too...

Askbittyerror09/28/2020 Umbra shakes his head, shoves them away, collapses and screams. “MORRIS!” The creature freezes, looks at him, and then suddenly Flare is bound tight in a ball of blue strings and flung at full speed into the wall. A pulsating wave passes over the being and it thunders in their direction, all scrabbling limbs and writhing coils and wide-eyed, tarry shrieks.

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 "..." Bells retreats. They know when they're in over their head. They mutter a useless apology, ready to teleport away and get out who they can.

Potatolord09/28/2020 when you just wanted a nice wedding rp but a wild little shit appears and fucks everything up smh

Askbittyerror09/28/2020 The creature stops just short of trampling Umbra and pulses to the ground with a hollow thud, a pointy toothless snout pushed into his chest, the only pair of eyes capable of focusing solely on him. “H-hey, big guy.” Umbra pats the main head, smiling weakly. “Haven’t seen you in a while.” The being purrs, magic rippling down its body, limbs vibrating, and shapeless, dripping tongues falling out of mouths. “Glad you still r-remember me, Morris.” Umbra scritches, the head’s green eyes closing and snout shifting in a gentle nuzzle. “Do you think you could do something for me?” Umbra asks gently. A few of Morris’ tails wag, smashing into walls. “Can you get smaller?” A dissenting growl, a quivering shudder. Glitches jump and crackle. “Please?” Umbra pets. “There are kids here. Innocents. People who haven’t done anything wrong.” Loud huffs, echoing down the line. “I know at least some of you care.” He tilts the snout, looking into the central eyes. “Please?”

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 ...the lich stops, and watches... Then looks to see what Flare is doing...

with-bells-upon09/28/2020 don't make them need to jettison the tol, it'll only make him angrier in the long run

Askbittyerror09/28/2020 The string ball holding Flare is spasming and creaking, red light flashing from inside. The creature trembles, mouths snapping and snarling at each other, then the main head closes its eyes- and the whole thing just deflates into eight (hunched) feet of vaguely man shaped tar, glitches and string. “Thank you.” Umbra pats the still-pointed head, Morris rumbling soundlessly and nuzzling him. [11:02 PM] Umbra smiles, giving the beastie some good boy pets, then flinches as the string ball shatters. Flare roars, a spear goes flying, one of Umbra’s tentacles grab it out of the air- and stab it right through his own chest. September 29, 2020

with-bells-uponYesterday at 12:05 PM If time seemed to still before, it does again now, if for entirely different reasons. All they see is the scene before them, the three figures caught in one horrific instant that their mind desperately wants to disbelieve. ...Umbra... did, he do it to stop his father? Did they have the feeling he'd done this many times before? Their eyes turn to Flare, then Mo... Mo? Morris? Both? Guilt, anger, guilt... ...something... but they do nothing. only stare.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 12:33 PM Flare freezes. His eyelights gut out. He vanishes. The tentacle shoves the spear violently out Umbra's back and it detonates against the far wall. Umbra wheezes, blood bubbling up from his pierced lung, and slumps. Morris rumbles, catching him, tar hissing and spitting, and tears a hunk of matted string from it's own body, holding it to Umbra's wound and letting it wind through the flesh, binding and sealing until everything has been stitched back together.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 12:38 PM Silent... Emotions begin to return full force, and oh they are feeling one hell of a lot of emotions right now. Flare. He- Their anger feels like ice. Brittle and dangerous. No. Nuh uh. The time of giving him the benefit of the doubt was clearly done. ...Bells watches the two, then teleport away, leaving them alone. They find their phone, and text briefly that the fight is done for now, and damage seems to be limited. Look around to see where they find themself, content to see that they're alone... ...and retrieve the wedding gift from V from their inventory.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 12:41 PM on the note is a simple :)

with-bells-uponYesterday at 12:46 PM "Hello," a soft spoken greeting, eerily calm after all that. "I think I'm ready to cash in that offer. are you listening?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 1:00 PM "Oh, of course." The paper reads. "I'm never not."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 1:09 PM "...I suppose you wouldn't be." they consider the paper for a long moment, feeling it's texture between their fingers, memorizing every small nuance of the writing that appears on it. fixing it to memory. "...I want a binding. one that no longer allows Flare to inflict physical or magical damage, directly or indirectly, to any that I lay claim to." "Mates. Children. Siblings. Extended family. Protectorates. Any and all that I've claimed? His attacks, and the collateral damage caused by them... cannot hurt, damage, or kill." "..." "I include myself in this, as I am my own." "...and I also include Mo... and to whatever extent I can, Umbra as well. Q, of course- even Pink." "...is this an acceptable plot device to redeem?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 1:14 PM "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." The page is covered by for a moment. "...sure. Why not? I can still work with this. Let me know if you ever want to add anyone else to that list, and if I forget, just let me know, I'll undo the damage and no one will ever remember it."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 1:14 PM "...thank you." "Do I, rip this up now?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 1:17 PM "Hell yes, shred me baby ;p"

with-bells-uponYesterday at 1:18 PM "..." a twitch of a smile. "-good lord, sounds like something I'd say to Erebus..." They grasp the paper firmly at the top in either hand, and RIP!!

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 1:20 PM The page is covered with a big italicized MOAN, then it sheds and burns up, leaving behind nothing but ash.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 1:21 PM they stifle a laugh, unable to deny their amusement. Well then! the ash falls from their fingers, to the bare floor below, and they leave it there. ...it's time to go looking in on the others

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 1:22 PM The creator is pleased.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 1:53 PM He's going to have so much fun.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 1:55 PM Bells returns to the water garden, emotionally weary, ready for more damage control, and utterly certain they've just made a pact with a fae- again.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 2:09 PM Morris looks bigger, not on the eldritch scale it was before, but still bigger. Its beastial, long-tailed, limited to only four string-bound legs and a long necked, mouthless pointed head. Its green eyes blink at them, coiled around Umbra, supporting and nuzzling him as the Nightmare clings to its neck and whimpers, crying and choking on air as he tries to ride out the pain.(edited)

with-bells-uponYesterday at 2:30 PM "...let me help?" They ask Morris, quietly. Making no move until theyre allowed... or none at all, if denied it

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 2:38 PM Morris rumbles and subtly bobs its head, being careful to avoid dislodging Umbra. It rests its snout on its side, eyes slipping shut.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 2:46 PM They approach, considering the eldritch one, and finally coming to a stop by Umbra's side. "I need to see the wound. I'll do what i can to heal it. To heal him."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 2:53 PM A section of strings lift from its back, unwinding from the main body, the sludge kept inside slowly leaking out. They separate, splitting off, slipping under and around Umbra as they carefully lift and turn him, slowly pulling the Nightmare's arm from where its clutched over the mass of stitching on his chest.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 2:58 PM "...you do your best to take care of him, don't you?" fingertips, near the wound, but not touching. lines of light begin showing the path of his magic, as they draw the shimmering gossamer thread from seemingly nothing. for one instant though, a multitude of threads seems almost visible, vast beyond any countable number, linking every pebble, droo of water, and blade of grass, before vanishing just as quickly... if they were ever there at all

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 3:04 PM A shrug of the back pair of shoulders. A soundless huff. A hand, signing quickly, if they can read it. "Soft. Don't want suffering."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 3:06 PM A faint smile, as they follow the lines, seeing where they're broken. "Him? Or you for him?" They muse- -then begin stitching. Slowly, carefully.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 3:08 PM "His at least ends." A tail flicks.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 3:10 PM -their hand still, briefly. "I meant the soft part." they answer, humor gone. they turn back then, continuing. they have to keep their focus. as well as they can

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 3:11 PM Its back shakes. A snort. "He's soft. We're squishy."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 3:13 PM the last stitch slips into place, and they sigh, then smile at Morris again. "-so's my husband. still soft though."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 3:16 PM Umbra breathes easier, his eyes still closed. Morris huffs, gently lowering him and rewinding its threads back into itself.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 3:18 PM Bells brushes the hair back from Umbra's face again, trying to gauge from his expression how much pains he's still in- -then looks back at Morris. "...'at least his suffering ends?'" They ask.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 3:33 PM Umbra’s brows have a permanent crease, his skin has shallow dips and craters, crossed with faint scars from cuts and burns. He looks calm. Tired. Soft. “Ripped him in half once. Felt bad. Stitched him back together.” Morris looks at the Nightmare, something gentle in its eyes. “He healed. Took a while, but he’s all better now.”

with-bells-uponYesterday at 3:38 PM "he's a very good soul." they murmur, petting Umbra's hair. "I hope he doesn't always get hurt so much. I'd like him to have the chance to be happy. And, heal the parts... harder to see."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 3:51 PM Morris nods. Umbra sighs, leaning into the touch. His eyes open. "Bells?"

with-bells-uponYesterday at 3:54 PM "that's me." they agree, hand pausing briefly, if not quite pulling away. "you uh, you have a way of getting your father's attention, don't you?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 3:56 PM "He doesnt stop 'till I get hurt..." Umbra mumbles, cheek against Morris' strings and faintly nuzzling.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 3:57 PM "...yeah." they're not gonna say anything about the wedding gift, or how they used it. the new limitation will make itself known in time. "he uh, he really needs to work on that."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:12 PM "He isn't himself." Umbra's eyes close. "He rarely ever is..."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:14 PM "...he's, not. the man I remember." it's reluctant, regretful. "but it's been thousands of years... I don't imagine he could be. I don't intend to give up in him though."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:16 PM "Thank you." Umbra sighs. "...did he leave?"

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:18 PM "Mmhm. As soon as you got hurt. Eyelights went out, and he just... left." "...Morris is still here. I'm not, going to pry about that? But... is Mo okay? I'm not entirely sure how this works."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:23 PM "He does that." Umbra mutters. "He's fine." Morris signs. "Just scared."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:30 PM "...he's been hurt too many times." Bells says quietly, returning their attention to head pets. 'Its time that stops too."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:37 PM “When he gets upset,” Morris rumbles. “We come out. He is skilled, but not strong. I fight for him.”

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:39 PM "..." they start to say they're glad someone does, then remember what happened in the hall, with Mashe. instead they say nothing on it, though after a moment they do ask, "do you let anyone by Umbra pet you?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:40 PM It looks at them. "No one else has ever tried."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:42 PM "...May i?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:43 PM It stares at them for a long moment, then bobs its head.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:44 PM Bells extends their hand, glancing at it to make sure it hasn't changed its mind. "-i will stop, if you ask." They assure.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:48 PM Hesitation. "Thank you." It signs.(edited)

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:49 PM A nod, and they extend their hand further, offering pets. They try touching near it's snoot, like Umbra had, and make a point if avoiding poking anything that looks like an eye. "...this okay?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 4:56 PM Morris is still for a moment, then its eyes close, and it leans into the touch. Luckily, in this form. the appendages are limited to reason, just two eyes, four limbs, one head and a tail.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 4:57 PM ...soft pets. gentle with the not as massive and terrifying one.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 5:00 PM The tail wags. It rumbles in a silent purr.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 5:00 PM That. That makes them smile a little. ...purry eldritch one.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 5:04 PM "Told you you were cuddly." Umbra giggles. A bit of string baps him on the forehead. "You shush."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 5:09 PM okay, they smile a little more. and, stuff should be calmer now, right? people were probably already starting to wind their way home...

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 5:14 PM Morris purrs again, sighs, and starts to shrink, strings uncoiling and withdrawing until all that's left is Mo, sitting with his arms wrapped around his knees, face hidden. Umbra's arm is around him, the Nightmare's chin on his shoulder. Mo's shaking.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 5:16 PM "..." obviously they stoo petting, but they don't touch, don't speak. they feel like they don't have a right.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 5:17 PM "Hey." Umbra nudges. "Who- who did I hurt?" Mo mumbles. "Nobody." Umbra gently squeezes him. "Everyone is fine." "Promise?" "Promise."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 5:19 PM "..." they stay nearby, very blatantly not hurt, and let the sibling's embrace without interference. they'll go soon. just, not yet.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 5:25 PM "I'm not mad." Umbra nuzzles. "It was nice to see Morris again." "'m surprised he didnt eat anyone." "All that was around was me, Bells and dad." "Ugh." Mo groans. "Is he still aroung?" "You think I'd be cuddling you if he was?" Umbra asks. "No, he hit me then buzzed off like usual." A sharp intake of breath. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine." "Umbra..." Umbra sighs. "Got me through the lung with a spear, it exploded away from me, had a pretty big hole but Morris sewed it up and Bells healed me." Mo's head lifts, cheek pressing against his Nightmare's. "Okay."(edited)

with-bells-uponYesterday at 5:27 PM "...you two should stay here tonight. get some rest before you head back home." Bells gets to their feet, brushing the... large, amount of torn up earth from their now somewhat worse for the wear wedding outfit. "I have spare rooms, baths, clean beds. You're welcome to them, both of you." "Tomorrow will come soon enough."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 5:29 PM "Thank you." Umbra says, nuzzling Mo back into calm when he jumps and hisses. "But we, uh, dont know how to get back home. Dad was kinda our ride, and I dont think he's coming back."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 5:31 PM "...in that case, I'll take you home." they amend softly, "but not until after I've slept. I'm way too exhausted to jump across multiverses, passengers in tow." "so. the offer stands."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 5:34 PM They look at eachother. "Beds would be nice." Umbra nods. "Please and thank you."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 10:17 PM "good, um- probably a double, right?" they consider the two then, a bit hesitant to suggest this but- "you're both a mess. no offense, but you'll get a lot less blood and mud on the sheets if we swing by one of the bathing rooms first."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 10:20 PM "Gods yes." Umbra nods. "Please." He pokes at himself. "Blood always gets so crusty..." "I have strings and goop everywhere." Mo says.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 10:22 PM "..." it was true, they'd need to clean the tubs too. but this was still the better option. "The rooms a flight down are the closest option. Just, need to-" they look around at the torn up sod, and broken stone. "Um. Gimme a sec, okay?"

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 10:24 PM Mo scoops his Nightmare up, nuzzling his head when he squeaks. "I'll carry Umbra." "I can wa- uh, slither!" Umbra protests, pushing at his face. Mo smiles and nuzzles into his hand. "Shh, let me help you."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 10:29 PM They can't help the smile... those two could enjoy being brothers, given the chance. In the meantime? They couldn't leave this place this banged up, structural integrity and all. Reach out with both hands, their fingertips seem to play across several dozen of the unseen threads, tugging at a few, and with a gravelly whisper? Every broken stone, speck of dirt, and drop of water, returns to its place. ...the only thing left damaged is the plants. They can't do plants. "Gardener's gonna kill me-" they admit, heading towards the stairs, leading the way. "I'm gonna have to give him so many weird plants to get him back in a good mood. Cmon."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 10:30 PM Mo looks around before following them. "Wow, you're so cool."

with-bells-uponYesterday at 10:35 PM They, may be showing off a little, even if they did need to do it. "the tower's an extension of my magic these days. has been ever since I had to rebuild it out here. But, um, thanks." Pleased lich. The hall downstairs is pretty straightforward, even if everything is made of a really heavy dark wood. Several bedrooms lay open on either side. "You can take your pick, they all have personal bathrooms, shower, so on..." "But the main bath is at the end of the hall. I suggest starting with the shower first, then heading there, just because... soaking in blood, tar, and string filled water doesn't sound fun."

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 10:36 PM Mo looks around and just walks into the first bedroom. "Thank you." He says back to them. "Yeah." Umbra nods, smiling.

with-bells-uponYesterday at 10:46 PM "You're welcome." They smile. Not a double then, that ptobably should've been expected. It's a simple room, with a very comfortable bed, clean sheets, and a bathroom, with a large bathrobe and towels hung up for guest use. Even a wardrobe and dresser... though, all they hold currently is more sheets, towels, and toiletries. ...the bath at the end of the hall though... there are actually several baths, each large enough to stretch out in fully, and a full three feet deep, with spigots more like small fountains, and a soft rubber in the bottom for traction... and comfiness. ...basically a room filled with cordoned off hottubs. [10:47 PM] "I'll see you in the morning." The lich slips away... time to sleep.

AskbittyerrorYesterday at 10:47 PM They nod, and the door closes. September 30, 2020

with-bells-uponToday at 12:25 PM ...Bells returns, after several hours of much, much needed rest, peering down the hall where the twins 'rooms' are located.

AskbittyerrorToday at 12:40 PM The room is silent but for the soft pinging of a game system.

with-bells-uponToday at 12:42 PM "...?" Huh. Bells heads tiwards the first room, Mo's, as they recall, and knocks lightly.

AskbittyerrorToday at 12:48 PM "Yeah?" Umbra says, softly.

with-bells-uponToday at 12:49 PM Huh. Again. "Its Bells, I wanted to ask if you two are ready to return to the bitty shop? Or, come down to the kitchen for breakfast?"

AskbittyerrorToday at 12:55 PM "Food?" Mo mumbles, still sleepy. A pause. "You've been awake this whole time?" Umbra asks, exasperated. "...you're cuddly."

with-bells-uponToday at 1:00 PM they try not to giggle too audibly. "why do I feel like I've heard that same reasoning given before?" "-but yes, food. and a question of whether you'd like it brought up here, or you're willing to come down to the kitchen? I can make sure everyone but Pyre has cleared out, first..." "I'm not asking him to clear out though. At this point it's his kitchen, and I'm not risking offending our cook."

AskbittyerrorToday at 1:47 PM "We can come down." A soft thump and a grunt from where Mo is shoved out of bed. "And that's fine, we promise to be nice."

with-bells-uponToday at 1:49 PM They find themself smiling again, though they do attempt to suppress it. The pair of them remind Bells of themselves and their own brothers. "Good, he's really... quite the impressive cook, all things considered."

AskbittyerrorToday at 1:58 PM "Think he'll let me watch?" Umbra asks, pulling Mo up and sighing when he immediately latches on. "I'm always looking to learn some new recipes."

with-bells-uponToday at 2:00 PM A half grimace, amused. "I uh, highly doubt you'll manage to catch him. I seriously don't even question how he manages to avoid anyone seeing him cook, but... all things considered, I'm not even sure how he manages it at all, considering-" "...I'm sure he'll be willing to talk recipes though."(edited)

AskbittyerrorToday at 2:24 PM "Good enough!" Umbra opens the door, still wearing his bloodied clothes from yesterday, his Dream clinging to him.

with-bells-uponToday at 2:29 PM "..." "I really need to start stashing spare clothes around." Nonetheless, they gesture the two to follow, and the moment they hit the stairwell, the air is filled with every delicious breakfast-y smell imaginable. Bread rolls, pancakes, eggs, muffins, bacon, sausage, and whats likely oatmeal, all waft temptingly about them, originating from only a single floor down.

AskbittyerrorToday at 2:32 PM Umbra is hoisted halfway down the hall and half-heartedly smacks at his chuckling Dream's face, both of them pausing from the sheer force of their grumbling stomachs once they reach the stairs.

with-bells-uponToday at 2:35 PM "...Pyre is used to cooking for a lot more people." they 'explain,' "when I mentioned you'd probably be extra hungry... well..."

AskbittyerrorToday at 2:50 PM "Umbra can put away so much food its surprising he doesn't explode." Mo smiles. "I swear to fuck if you don't eat your fill too I will kick your ass." Umbra baps his face, grumbling as a tentacle soothing pats Mo's head.

with-bells-uponToday at 2:54 PM A soft snort, surprised themself how easy it is to be comfortable with the both of them this way. "C'mon, let's not keep our cook waiting- he huffs if we let his food get cold." The lich leads them down to the kitchen- opening the door only renews the mouth watering aroma, as they're led to a table stacked with roughly a dozen dishes worth of food, each one piled high. ...curiously, there's no sign of the much spoken of cook. Unless of course, he happens to be the maybe two foot long grillby lamia currently napping on the burner of the stove, looking highly satisfied with himself. But that's impossible, right?(edited)

AskbittyerrorToday at 2:59 PM Both boy's eyes are solely locked on the food.

with-bells-uponToday at 3:23 PM "...showoff." they whisper to the bitty. he makes a shushing motion, never opening his eyes. can't they see? he's clearly asleep! Bells grabs three plates, and hands one to each guardian. "Grab whatever you like. Try not to give yourself a stomachache from eating too much... believe me it's tempting."

AskbittyerrorToday at 3:56 PM Mo puts Umbra down and watches as he slithers over to the bitty. "Thank you for cooking for us." Umbra bows his head. "We greatly appreciate it."

with-bells-uponToday at 4:01 PM Pyre lifts his head, nodding, expression content. "I enjoyed it- since the bitty villages moved on, I don't have much opportunity to test myself. you're welcome... and welcome in my kitchen any time you like." A flick of his tongue, as he lays back down admit the heat, with a gentle chuckle. "Now. I think I'll take my nap." [4:01 PM] "-don't mind me..."

AskbittyerrorToday at 4:04 PM "May your dreams be sweet." Umbra smiles, turning back around and squeaking when a plate laden with savory treats is shoved into his chest. "Eat." Mo commands. "You get a plate, and then I'll eat." Umbra counters. "...fffffine." Mo piles some sweet noms onto his plate.

with-bells-uponToday at 4:06 PM "...you two remind me of me and my brother." Bells smiles, starting to fill their own plate. "I still have to badger him sometimes if I want him to eat much. He's doing better now that his kiddo's born though."

AskbittyerrorToday at 4:12 PM "This dumbass went without food so I'd have more while we were trapped." Umbra scowls, the twins battling it out in a staring contest, waiting for the other to take a bite before taking one of their own. "Without telling me!" Mo rolls his eyes, picks up a roll from Umbra's plate and crams it into his mouth though the Nightmare's offended squeak. "Shush."

with-bells-uponToday at 4:22 PM "..." they don't say why their brother picked up the habit, just turning to their meal, and enjoying the twin's company. They consider what waits ahead, ince they return- "take your time. We'll head back once everyone's done."

AskbittyerrorToday at 4:35 PM The floodgates are open, the boys are cramming food in their faces. Watch your fingers!

with-bells-uponToday at 4:35 PM "...or do that." hey, it works. ...they need to bring Q by sometime. For reasons.

AskbittyerrorToday at 4:36 PM Hungry boys. Very wiggly, happy tentacles. Q would probably eat the entire kitchen.

with-bells-uponToday at 4:42 PM ...after millions of years of starving, they'd be glad to provide him with three kitchens. It. Would likely take a while though.

AskbittyerrorToday at 4:46 PM "Thank you for the food." Umbra wipes his mouth. "It was very good." "And..." He smiles softly. "Thank you for being so kind to us. We really appreciate it."

with-bells-uponToday at 4:53 PM a slight pause, fork halfway to their mouth... a smile, as they continue. "you're welcome." just this, no more. no mention of them now considering the pair as ones to protect, care for. be family. hopefully, actions would bear that out better than words ever could,

AskbittyerrorToday at 4:57 PM Umbra's smile is sweet, shy. He looks away. "And uh, sorry for crashing your wedding."

with-bells-uponToday at 5:02 PM "Umbra? I would've just gone right ahead and invited you if i hadn't known there would be so many people." They deny easily, "and uh, well if it actually had much chance to know you," they add, this time to Mo, "other than the, multiverse ending stuff... um, just. Same." There. Excellently said. [5:03 PM] "...circumstances notwithstanding, chaos and all, I'm... glad I had the chance to spend some time with both of you."

AskbittyerrorToday at 5:14 PM Very happy noot. Much wiggle-waggles. "Same." He smiles, tucked into his wings, flushing a bit. "I, uh, hope we can do more in the future? Just without all the me getting stabbed and Morris going feral? Hopefully?"(edited)

with-bells-uponToday at 5:22 PM "very very hopefully." they agree, gaze drawn slightly to the wagging. a brief, soft look, "my husband does that waggly stuff too when he's happy. a bunch of our kids too." "...they're really good kids." "uh. even if Raine did try straight up challenging your father, snarls and all... like, that was any kind of good idea."

AskbittyerrorToday at 5:23 PM "I bet they are." Umbra smiles. "And yeah, that'd been a terrible idea."

with-bells-uponToday at 5:25 PM "...well, no, she actually did. he just looked amused until... uh, Huitzi kind of, tried to keep him from going after anyone. physically." [5:25 PM] "..." "That's, going to be a mess later." [5:27 PM] "...but seriously, my child needs to learn not to do that. It would help if literally every adult in her family wasn't the same way."

AskbittyerrorToday at 5:31 PM Umbra winces. Big time. "Yikes..."

with-bells-uponToday at 5:35 PM "...her soul bond literally cussed out a god before she could manage more than a few words. It, was interesting." They shake their head. "Castle coming down around us, and our daughter decides he needs to know her opinion of him." [5:36 PM] "...but, yeah. Him and Huitzi... I can only imagine that's gonna be rough."

AskbittyerrorToday at 5:41 PM "...I'll try to keep them apart till Dad cools down." Umbra nods. "Your kid sounds neat." Mo smiles. "I like her."

with-bells-uponToday at 5:44 PM "Me too." A decided, decided softness. "Mea and Raine were our first. Mea, just a little older... Raine, precocious thing she was, starting using her aura while I still carried her. She and Mea would have 'conversations,' and after she was born, that toddler did her best to carry her literally everywhere." Ah. Their plate's empty. When did that happen. [5:45 PM] ...Oh well.

AskbittyerrorToday at 5:47 PM "Aw, that's adorable." Umbra smiles, Mo nodding.

with-bells-uponToday at 5:50 PM "-it is, but i could talk about my kids for hours." they chuckle, picking up their empty plates, and any others that no longer bore their loads. "Whenever you're ready, I can take you back..." "...but you can stay longer if you like, too."

AskbittyerrorToday at 5:51 PM The two look hesitant. "Can we... stay for a while?" Umbra asks. "Please?"

with-bells-uponToday at 6:00 PM "Mmhm, you can." They agree, "wouldnt have offered, otherwise." "-though I may need to find you some clean clothes..."

AskbittyerrorToday at 6:01 PM "It's not necessary but," He smiles softly. "Thank you."

#wedding rp #part 8

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