#I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS HJKLHHJK

[lunaetis]

@kohouri asked :

Despite his best efforts, the package would still arrive in the recipient's hands one day late. That and the contents of this gift were the only things Diamond knew about it. He didn't even package it himself. Otherwise, the flat carton box wouldn't have been put into a bigger one, then another box, and then wrapped in a black matte paper and tied across with a golden ribbon. The free spaces between boxes were stuffed with soft protective pouches resembling big marshmallows. In the end, the package grew twice its original size but the contents didn't grow in number… A bag of hand-picked dried mineshrooms from Thalassa… // A 100-only sugar-coated fish eye from Pier Point's favorite Kiliro Fish Restaurant… // A super-sour edition of "Sour Dreams" soft candy brought back from Penacony's Dreamscape… // A mini tuskpir roll with swirling cloud patterns from the very last batch of products from Xianzhou's oldest bakery… // A pack of Trick Snack flavoured with a fruit that recently reemerged thanks to the IPC's efforts in environmental restoration… // A selection of thirteen chocolate-dipped pieces of pickled pineapples, each from a world where 'pineapple' denotes something different… // A handful of home- and ( probably ) by-a-child -made chocolate-chip-overload Moo-Moo yogurt cookies wrapped in a crumpled transparent foil… // Eden made it clear that she was fond of snacks last time, and Diamond concluded that a share of his untouched, well-preserved, and peculiar stash would make for a good testing ground regarding Eden's tastes ( and that would certainly emphasise how much of a goodwill the "Head of Strategic Investment Department" has towards the Express ). Diamond didn't give it much thought though: he opened the bottom-most shelf of his work desk and put inside whatever got in his hands, treating the process like a puzzle where he had to fill in the limited space with available shapes. Then, he slipped his business card in and unceremoniously wrote his personal number on the card's front. The black numbers lined perfectly in Diamond's elegant handwriting, contrasting sharply against the off-white coloring of the card that bore his initials as watermark. Once finished, he closed the box, addressed the package like any other, handed it for delivery--- and forgot about it. Only the tracking system text he got when the gift was delivered reminded him of it. *** [ here's the snacks you ordered, ms raccoon ( i blame tumblr if formatting breaks ) ]

RACCOON DAY !! || always accepting

─「エデン」─  it was a day after raccoon day, and the said SPACE RACCOON had spent the day itself running about enjoying herself and demanding attention from those she was fond of. it was all good fun ! when she returned back to the ASTRAL EXPRESS, however, there was a big box in front of her room. a delivery that came for her while she was out on her little adventure. pom-pom said that it was an express delivery straight from the IPC. her first thought was a certain executive with green-colored stone for a namesake, especially when the box itself was wrapped up so neatly with a golden bow, even !

                she lifted up the box, almost dropping it from how heavy it was and tried to shake it. the content inside did not move, however. whoever packed it must've been thorough to make sure everything lined up neatly. the STELLARON VESSEL took the box into her room after march had made a comment or two regarding how she should be more careful in accepting gifts from anyone working for the IPC. not that the trailblazer listened to her, though.

                eden spent almost ten minutes just trying to unpack the box itself. it was a THREE-LAYERED protection of boxes, lined and cushioned properly with fluffy pouches looking like big, fluffy marshmallows. she kept those, too, thinking how they look fun to be thrown around later. when she finally got to the inner-most box containing the actual goods, the selection of questionable™ snacks showed themselves to her, causing her AUREATE ORBS to widen in awe.

                so many exotic goods in here ! her gloved digits picked them up one by one, the mineshrooms probably would be confiscated if any of the crew knew about them. she was going to keep that for later ! the limited edition tuskpir roll in elegant and unique pattern already made her mouth water. she took a whiff of it, then putting it aside to share with both march and dan heng. holding up the packet of the trick snack, she canted her head to the side. it wasn't any fruits she had seen in her travel before either. that's impressive.

                she made a mistake of immediately popping one of the sour dreams soft candy into her mouth, only for her face to CAVE IN from how extremely sour it was she was screaming internally. good aeons !! that was sour !! one of the chocolate-dipped ' pineapples ' was consumed to counter the sourness. the sweet taste saved her tastebuds at least. oh. so this was what pineapple tasted like ? she remembered seeing one in the simulated universe but couldn't taste it. what a gem. a weird one, of course, but still a gem. the sugar-coated fish eye looked like it'd be good for a PRANK against march, too. she was going to keep that for later.

                she had a piece of MOO-MOO YOGURT COOKIES in her mouth when she picked up the business card and saw the handwriting in bold black ink. there was an instant ( but unconscious ) change in the way her auric hues were when she realized it was not the blond gambler who sent all of these. that actually made sense to her, in a way. while the blond was someone who could acquire many things, the assorted of snacks gifted to her was something so INCREDIBLY RARE that not even aventurine could've acquired. was this his personal collection, she wondered. the TRAILBLAZER remembered mentioning to him how she wanted to taste some unique snacks from many worlds and planets.

                " heh ... he actually broke out his secret stash. " all for her. well, he actually got high points going for him with this. there was a scent of his cologne attached to the card and some of snacks packet. she recognized it from the last time they met. a quiet, amused hum escaped her lips. if she had a tail, it'd be wagging back and forth in delight. she flipped the card about slightly, golden orbs locked to the numbers on the card and she paused for a moment. the peculiar snacks were sprawled all over her bed, and she reached for yet another piece of chocolate-dipped pickled pineapples.

[ to : 💎 ] [ got your package. i'll give you a personal review of each and every single one of them later. the moo-moo yogurt cookie is nice. the chocolate-dipped pineapples too. you have some nice collection here. ] [ thank you, i'll be sure to savor all of them. happy belated raccoon day to you. ]

                she paused for a bit, before another text chimed into his phone.

[ to : 💎 ] [ if you don't hear from me for a while, it's probably because of the mineshroom. ]

                the ASTRAL EXPRESS would then see the stellaron vessel handing out some suspicious snacks later. the business card with his handwriting was kept neatly on the small table next to her bed.