#mee~cro~wave~

[a-sadnoodle]

I'm trying to learn how to press and dry flowers :^)

[pinksparkl]

Please I need context for mee-cro-wa-veh I'm begging

-asher/vampire-bite

Hello @vampire-bite~~ 💖

Mee-cro-wa-veh is essentially Freelancer going around their kitchen and explaining to Gavjn what each appliance does and how to use it.

It's so cute and leans into Gavin's curiosity and playfulness but he's actively sabotaging me in the doc and won't help me with his lines 😣

I posted a long snippet of this an embarrassingly long time ago (here) but I'll give you a lil updated piece~~ 💕✨️

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"Y'know Gavin, if you're gonna live here, you need to know how to use the stuff in the kitchen. That way you can help me when I'm cooking something," Freelancer reasoned, looking up at at the Incubus currently sat atop their island counter. His response was a very put-upon sigh as he moved to drape himself over the counter in an overly-dramatic fashion, narrowly avoiding the near-empty fruit bowl near his head, the glass dish teetering slightly as he nudged it with a horn before quickly cloaking them to avoid further disturbance. They smirked at his momentary lack of grace.

He even sighed attractively, how he managed that was beyond the Freelancer in front of him.

"But I can just make food with magic, remember?" He gestured lazily with an elegant hand to conjure up the most delicious looking chocolate gâteau, complete with a mirror-finish glaze and a cherry on top.

"Points for style, but It tastes better when it's made by hand, remember?" They pointedly countered, although Gavin couldn't exactly agree, half-listening to them as he threw the cherry and caught it between in teeth, waving his hand again to allow the cake to disappear before it could cause another mess. The food tasted the same either way to him, but the energy his deviant gave off while enjoying a home-cooked meal was unparalleled, something about enjoying the fruits of one's labour.

He considered it a moment before opening his mouth to reveal the cherry stem, somehow tied into a figure eight knot. Freelancer fought not to react to how impressive that was, knowing it would only encourage more of this kind of behaviour. "Fine, but only on the condition that you don't tell the rest of our little band of misfits,” the Incubus explained as he wiggled his fingers. “Especially Damien. It's funnier if he thinks I don't know how any of it works." His face lit up with an innocent, yet mischievous smirk.

They too loved watching the Fire Elemental get heated about what he thought was basic knowledge, so held out their hand, pinky outstretched to seal the deal, "Okay, what do you wanna do first?”

Without missing a beat, he replied, “you.” A wide grin settling on his face, one that would put even the Cheshire Cat to shame.