Star showing up to celebrate another big Mewman food festival. Only to be confused why Jackie and Janna have so much medical equipment. Unaware of most obesity issues.
Star: "Heyyyy giiiiiirls!~ I'm so happy you accepted to go on another Mewni royal banquet with-! Me...?".
Star excitedly stormed into Janna's home, huffing and puffing, happily waddling her way into the visibly wider doorframe as she did not remember it being so wide...
Star's excitement was slowly replaced with visible confusion as she admired how the massive gals Jackie and Janna were sitting two different destroyed couches, with both of them connected to their own cardiac monitors, bags filled with some sort of a anesthesia that kept them all calm and silly to avoid any heart attack, and of course, their own oxygen tanks with a small plastic breather set on their noses.
Janna: "Aaahh... Heeeeey Shtar...~"
Jackie: "Shtar... Sho glad chu... Wheeeeze... Got'sh hereh...~".
They spoke on a slow, kind of muffled and slurred way, probably thanks to the anesthesia they were administrated... The stench of the place was truly not so nice, something to expect from two massive lard balls who were laying on what was left from a pair of couches.
Star: "Umm... Girls?... What happened here? What's with the... Little screens and the funny things up your noses?...".
Being a magical princess had its perks, and although Star wasn't healthy herself, magic did the trick to keep her grease stuffed heart pumping and vibing.
But of course that her confusion was understandable, she was having a first hand view of the secondary effects of the banquets... Maybe Mewni and Earth's food were both as unhealthy in such excesses...
Jackie: "Aaahh... This'sh?... Jus'sht shum equipmunt toh... Hnngh...~ Keeph ush kicking ahnd readyh for... Hrrff... Moreh of thoshe buffet'sh...~".
Janna: "Yeaaaah... With how... Gahh... Greashyh and gooooodh Mewni'sh food ish... We can'tsh keep uph without... Hah... Our heartsh feelin' readyh toh pop...~".
Star: "I see... Weeeeell, that doesn't mean you're going to dismiss the buffet, right?... We're gonna have extra buttery baked corn and HUUUGE drum sticks for the main course!~".
Star spoke with the same excitement coming back as a little string of drool fell from her mouth. Despite the terrible state of her dear friends, Star didn't seem to think it was something bad... After all, it seemed like all she had learned about the Earth dimension was that food was good, the bigger the better, and that health doesn't seem to be a main concern...
Jackie: "Hrrrkk...~ Heck... Wheeze... Yeah~".
Janna: "My chesht'sh alreadyh... Hrrrgh... Burning from hearing that'sh...~ Can't wait for... Shtuffing myshelf...~".
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He can’t hide forever, she knows where he lives! It was supposed to be a surprise, but as an incentive to get him to sit down with her and sign for payments towards various bills, there’s a fender guitar she rescued from recycling, only a little scratched, with a new set of strings she had installed herself, waiting for him on the couch.
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Vergil couldn’t believe this was happening. They had defeated Mundus. Humanity was free. They had done it. They should be celebrating together, not bickering like children!
Angry, Vergil turned on Dante. “This is what I’ve been working toward for years! Why are you doing this?! You know that the humans would be better off if we were guiding them!”
He began pacing, unable to stand still. The situation was surreal - almost painfully so. He could barely believe that Dante, of all people, was trying to stop him. The feeling of betrayal was so intense it was nearly physical. This couldn’t be happening. Not now. He had to stop this, before he lost control completely.
“Dante... All I have ever wanted was a family, and now you and I have it. We finally found each other. Why would you let something like this tear us apart after all these years, after everything we’ve been through?! I trusted you, Dante!”
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sticks clawed leggy up on table
The butler squinted then gently tapped it, “no legs on the table, I just changed the table cloth.”
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' look, not to be a bitch but i ate the last sundae. '
questions ?? you send em !! | accepting
>> 🔥 THE PEN THAT WAS IN HIS MOUTH clatters atop his desk upon the other’s admission – head looking quick to where he stood. with the sundae in his hand with a spoon in the other. his gaze flicks between the three ‘fore it settles on HIS FACE with narrowed eyes. ❝ y’ate three’ve th’ last ones ?? are y’serious right now ?? ❞
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The club wasn’t really Nero’s style - it had been Dante’s idea, though, and Nero knew that Dante was all about having a good time. They both needed to relax a bit, and if this was how Dante wanted to do it, then Nero was content to follow along, for now.
It was all fine... Until Dante called him a lightweight.
“I’ll show you lightweight,” Nero snapped, reaching for an untouched bottle of whiskey on the table. He really was a lightweight, and this wasn’t the place to get utterly smashed, but his ego demanded that he do something in response to Dante’s insult.
He opened the bottle and drank several healthy mouthfuls, eyes watering at the burning in his throat. With a smirk, he set the bottle back down on the table and looked to Dante. He was already feeling warm - this was not a good sign.
“Your turn,” Nero sneered, leaning back in his chair and kicking his feet up on the table. “Unless you want to lose to a lightweight.”
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SLAMS OPEN THE DOOR, cuddles softly while in tears
OH GOD NOT YOU TOO NOW | @keephe
Wait. No. No don’t cry! This is literally THE VERY LAST THING HE NEEDS RIGHT NOW. Nero pins his ears back and presses his single front paw on Dante’s cheek, using it to nudge at him. He even goes right ahead and starts meowing loudly and repeatedly at him. Please stop crying, Dante.
...Because you’re really embarrassing Nero right now.
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PICKS UP THE KITTY N STARTS CRYING.
Vergil blinks up at Dante slowly and paws at his face with a long drawn out meow. No more crying!
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` hey look, so i tore up my jacket by accident so imdigginginyourclosetbye. `
“Wait what- get back here!”
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buried in blankets & fingers dancing over the guitar gifted. with eyelashes set on cheeks, the nephilim starts to string out a song for the gifter. It's nothing but a few cords but it's on it's way.
For her? Comfy in an oversized sweater on a slow weekend, she’s not far, leaning in against her palm, with a dreamy gaze in his general direction for his composition. At a moment’s silence, her gaze lifts to him. “S’beautiful, Dante, truly. Do you…want to record it, keep a library for a future album?”
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` hey big guy, can you teach me how to do the whoosie thingy `
“Believe me if I had any clue what you’re on kid, I’d teach ya’ anythin’. But a vauge-ass description like that? What d’you think I am, psychic?”
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keephe replied to your post: keephe replied to your post: ...
wHAT do you mean when, i always knew, you’re getting your bill paid & you’re going to shower
Good luck
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🔥abt me JDKELDOFLSLC
SALT MEME. (FINAL. I SWEAR.) dante’s ass & dick too fat..
get it off my dash.
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drapes on
A hand grips one of the arms draped over his chest, head turning slightly to press into Dante's shoulder. "Brother."
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licks cheek w bat tongue
✿ “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA–”
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Whips out Blue Rose and hits him over the head with it, None of that you animal.
“You’re just mad that im right.”
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