#and also he found the book and thought of artair

[townofcadence]

Artair is walking when there's a sizzling zap of magic in the air, crackling and sparking just above him-- before a present falls out of the sky and into his hands. The box is admittedly poorly wrapped but it seems like there was an honest attempt, wrapped in thick brown paper and sort of kind of tied with a bow. Inside is a thick grimoir with a shimmering iridescent eye symbol on the front, and a round plush golden plover chick. Just a few seconds after the box is opened it seems to come to life, hopping around like it was alive. There is also a note inside. It reads: Artair. I really enjoyed the present you got me. I love to eat and the food was good, I'm happy I have a microwave so I didn't have to eat it cold. I got you a present too, sorry it looks terrible. The book has some spells in it already and has a charm on it that gives it as many pages as you need, so you can add your own, too. The eye on it kind of reminded me of the neck thing you wear sometimes. There's also a plush bird, it's kind of alive but not as high maintenance, I thought you could benefit from having something low pressure to take care of. Maybe it can help you take care of yourself more so you don't look dead all the time. It's also nice and cuddly, just in case you ever need some comfort but don't have anyone to turn to. I hope this box didn't explode when I tried to send it, I'm testing something out. Merry Christ Mas, and then the bottom of the note is signed with a very familiar doodle of a fish.

@deepbluececil // Gifts!!

He--- Already ate it all??

Artair stares dumbfounded at the note. Maybe he should have expected this from a 20 foot long man, but he really thought with the portions he'd made it would've --- lasted longer. But not only did he give Cecil the equivalent of a single day's meal, but he Cecil gave him these in exchange? These sick ass gifts in exchange for what was basically a trip to an all you can eat buffet for a day?

What the fuck.

Artair stares at the book, and a the chick, which seems eager to climb into his lap. He lifts it and while its feet are stiff, the rest of it is soft as down, a perfect little mossy puffball in his hands. The book feel right somehow, though he can't explain why. He just--- really likes it. Likes what it could do, the practicality, likes the way it looks, and the way the cover shimmers. Both hum with an awful lot of magic.

Did Cecil find these? Procure them for him? Cecil loved his money, just as much as he loved his food. Did he really?

...Holy fuck, he's going to have to make it up to him the rest of the year. Somehow. Maybe tell Cecil that was like five years worth of gifts. Because--- what.

....He's still going to be looking at these later. And he'll definitely put the book to good use. But stars fucking above, Cecil Fisher was a damn overachiever.