[ Having not as much food was part of his way of telling himself to stop. Fortunately, thanks to all of yesterday and the evening, Cloud was likely capable of restraining himself. It'd be hard, fighting the most aggressive of the moons, but he can't do it. He falls silent as Weiss steps up by his side, listening to her talk about Cordis. But he can see it in her eyes. Her feelings are written all over her face. ]
There's only a couple days left.
[ Of Sanguis, he means. He steps back, lifting the frying pan with bacon off the burner. He'll need to work quick and set up a plate with paper towel to catch some of the grease. ]
If it gets bad, I'm gonna fight it. [ He'll stay home. Once he has the plate set up, he picks out the bacon with tongs and sets them to rest. ]
[ Cloud's reached his quota of trouble, she thinks. Almost crystallising, encountering Raven... man, Weiss would be done for the month, if that happened to her.
These are things she doesn't say out loud. Again, she's yelled at him already, and to keep talking about what happened yesterday. . . Weiss may be salty and she may hold grudges, but Cloud apologised. Everything is fine now. (Even though she will continue to worry.) ]
[ Once Weiss thinks the pan is hot enough, she pours a little pancake mix so she can start cooking. At least pancakes don't take a while to cook. They'll be able to eat soon. ]
What do you think would happen if one day, you woke up and your moonblessing changed? What if you were suddenly an Iris?
[ Seeing Weiss start pouring in a little bit of pancake mix to create what would eventually be itty stacks, Cloud goes to snag some paper towel. He's no expert, or thinks to wash the pan or anything. Why should he? Just wipe it down and keep some of the bacon grease for the eggs. Sounds like it's cheating. He wipes it down, leaving some in the pan before turning the heat down so the eggs didn't burn upon immediately hitting it. ]
See, I've heard of that happening... [ Yosuke changed for some time, taking on Sanguis traits if he recalls... He hasn't undergone anything different beyond serpentine eyes when he was angry or over excited. ] If it's anything like Marie or Sun make it out to be, I'd be a lot more hug-prone.
[ ...and horny/touchy feely. Definitely a lot more of that. He blushes thinking about it, but keeps a straight face all the same as he starts cracking Weiss' eggs first. ]
[ She's not sure what he's trying to say with that, but it's amusing. Enough that it makes her laugh, and as per usual, she covers her mouth so she doesn't come off as boisterous. Her giggles are always so controlled, though. There's nothing she does that's boisterous or loud or... huge, in general. ]
So are you going to start hugging everyone, or does that mean you want people to hug you? [ A beat. A few bubbles appear on the pancake, so she flips it. (Still a little undercooked. It's not golden.) ] Either way, it's funny to think about.
[ He gently huffs when she starts giggling. Yeah. She heard him right. He said 'hug-prone'. Iris is the "cuddly moon" according to him, after all. Even if that's...putting it lightly. As the pair of eggs hit the pan, Cloud eyes them for a second before answering, reaching for the little salt & pepper shakers beside the stovetop. ]
Probably both. [ Cracks light seasoning over the eggs. ] When Sun went through his first cycle, he carried a sign for 'free hugs' with his tail and had another sign slapped on his back.
There's a lot I never thought I'd do before I got here.
[ But he doesn't sound like he's complaining. The whites are beginning to form, so he briefly ditches the eggs to go get the tiniest splash of water. She said...sunny, right? So no lid to cover it up. But at least this'll help the eggs cook without burning the bottoms. They should be done when the little bit of water evaporates, right?...he only knows this one because Marlene did it and he watched. ]
I gripe about Sanguis, but... I kind of like being a wolf.
[ Weiss has made one pancake by now, and she places it on a plate before she starts to make another small one. They're about four inches in diameter, so cookie sized! ]
Do you have fruits we can eat with the pancakes?
[ It's a question in passing because she does get back to what they were talking about previously. ]
Blueberries are in the fridge. Bananas and apples are in the corner.
[ On the counter. With all the junk that Panty brings into the house, he really had to ramp up the healthy stuff... ]
It's kinda hard to explain... I just, feel a connection with them. There's all these legends around them in my world too.
[ Wolf earrings, the wolf on his shoulder pauldron...and her doubts she'd know the meaning behind Fenrir or Sköll. ...would she? Maybe? There's also the wolf he once saw in his dreams and in his head. But that wasn't a bright spot in his life. ]
[ He'll start with a couple of vague tales to start with. ]
In ancient myths, there was said to be two wolves. One destined to devour the sun, and the other the moon at the end of the world. They're called Sköll and Hati. But the most popular one is Fenrir.
Long and inconsistent. [ But he's not going to just leave it at that. That wouldn't be fair. The water's evaporated almost completely beneath the eggs so he grabs a spatula so they don't stick and burn. Just about done. ] He's supposed to be the son of a pseudo-god and a giant.
[ Ah, disclaimer. ]
Doesn't make sense, I know. [ Thus, mythos! Especially when god talk comes into play. ] Anyway, the gods predicted the wolf would grow up to be a danger to the planet, so they kept him chained and isolated from the world.
[ Eggs are done! Bacon's also done! Pancakes now. Home stretch! He takes the frying pan to the sink and runs it under water. Sizzle sizzle. Cloud doesn't revere the gods either. Hell. They probably don't truly exist. ...not in the same vein as the beings they summoned anyways. ]
That's just it. Fenrir kept breaking chains as it got bigger. They told him it was tests of strength. Until he got bound by rope that he couldn't break and...
[ He realizes he's about to mention a guy getting his hand bitten off for sticking his hand in the wolf's mouth. In an act of good faith. Not the best breakfast conversation. ]
Huh. [ He doesn't laugh, but there is a subtle smile that graces his lips. ] Never tried explaining all this mythos to someone before.
[ Cloud gives her an apologetic look. ]
It's one of those "sit down and have a read" kind of tales. I'm just super footnoting it.
[ The weird look she shoots Cloud isn't directed at him personally. She's just a little weirded out by what he says. ]
I'm not the kind of person who just accepts what's told to me.
[ With how strong her personality is, that's definitely true. There were days when she would be a yes man to her father, but those days are over. She knows better now. ]
But this time? I guess I'll just nod and shrug.
[ She doesn't do either of that though, instead presses down the turner on the pancake before she tries to get it off the pan and serve it. ]
[ But if she's gonna nod and shrug? Good enough for him. When she says she's finished with the pancakes, he gives them a once over. He's no expert or anything, but... ]
Looks good. [ A beat. ] I've got yours here.
[ Eggs sunny with the yolk a little runny, right? Cloud was mostly eyeballing it. She'll find that while it's got that sunny look, the yolk's not entirely runny. Kind of half solid, half creamy. Oh well. He'll get better at it. For now, as everything gets turned off and the food rests for them to take whatever they please, he looks to Weiss, shyly smiling.
It's been...an interesting couple of days. Can't say he expected to end it off with making breakfast with a moonlacing partner. But...it's not a bad thing either. Far from it. ]
[ He nods with another short 'thanks' when she brings the plates to the table and sits down with her. ]
Guess that makes two of us.
[ He only got started when he got here. Living on his own for a while, even before Panty came here, helped with that.
Cloud takes a bite into his own pile of pancake. It's good! Then his fork sinks into another one, a lighter brown than the others. He notices how some of it seems to stick to the utensil. ...hmmm... 🤔 ]
Om...
[ Yup that one was...undercooked. It kinda just...melts in his mouth? And feels semi-sticky? But he doesn't make a face either. ]
[ Cloud doesn't have to say anything. The first bite Weiss takes out of her set of pancakes immediately makes her wince. ]
Oh god... this still tastes like goop. [ That one's not as loud, at least. Cloud doesn't need to hear her complain. ] I thought they were okay. Sorry, you don't have to eat those— [ The pancakes on his place, she means. She even gets up from her seat to try and take Cloud's plate away. ]
[ Cloud notices the way she flinches when she bites her own. Had she not said anything or made a face, he would have been just a little more stubborn about keeping his plate. ]
Hey hold on- [ ...that is to say, he's still gonna try to keep his plate. But will give it up with some persistence. ] Maybe this one's still good.
[ Quick. Before she can take it. He slices off a side of a pancake and pops it in his mouth. One would think with his Sanguis nose and senses, he'd know better but. Well. ]
...
[ ... .... ..... He swallows. Because he doesn't want to open his mouth to show her what's effectively a wad of batter. Only half-winces. ]
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There's only a couple days left.
[ Of Sanguis, he means. He steps back, lifting the frying pan with bacon off the burner. He'll need to work quick and set up a plate with paper towel to catch some of the grease. ]
If it gets bad, I'm gonna fight it. [ He'll stay home. Once he has the plate set up, he picks out the bacon with tongs and sets them to rest. ]
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These are things she doesn't say out loud. Again, she's yelled at him already, and to keep talking about what happened yesterday. . . Weiss may be salty and she may hold grudges, but Cloud apologised. Everything is fine now. (Even though she will continue to worry.) ]
Does it get really bad?
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[ With the bacon done and resting, Cloud takes his pan and goes to the garbage, pouring out the excessive grease they don't need. ]
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What do you think would happen if one day, you woke up and your moonblessing changed? What if you were suddenly an Iris?
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See, I've heard of that happening... [ Yosuke changed for some time, taking on Sanguis traits if he recalls... He hasn't undergone anything different beyond serpentine eyes when he was angry or over excited. ] If it's anything like Marie or Sun make it out to be, I'd be a lot more hug-prone.
[ ...and horny/touchy feely. Definitely a lot more of that. He blushes thinking about it, but keeps a straight face all the same as he starts cracking Weiss' eggs first. ]
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[ She's not sure what he's trying to say with that, but it's amusing. Enough that it makes her laugh, and as per usual, she covers her mouth so she doesn't come off as boisterous. Her giggles are always so controlled, though. There's nothing she does that's boisterous or loud or... huge, in general. ]
So are you going to start hugging everyone, or does that mean you want people to hug you? [ A beat. A few bubbles appear on the pancake, so she flips it. (Still a little undercooked. It's not golden.) ] Either way, it's funny to think about.
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Probably both. [ Cracks light seasoning over the eggs. ] When Sun went through his first cycle, he carried a sign for 'free hugs' with his tail and had another sign slapped on his back.
[ dot dot dot. trying not to laugh. ]
I ain't doing that if I turn.
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[ FDSAKGH sorry sun you're getting roasted and you're not even here!! ]
And I guess not. You don't look like the kind of person who would do that.
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[ But he doesn't sound like he's complaining. The whites are beginning to form, so he briefly ditches the eggs to go get the tiniest splash of water. She said...sunny, right? So no lid to cover it up. But at least this'll help the eggs cook without burning the bottoms. They should be done when the little bit of water evaporates, right?...he only knows this one because Marlene did it and he watched. ]
I gripe about Sanguis, but... I kind of like being a wolf.
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Do you have fruits we can eat with the pancakes?
[ It's a question in passing because she does get back to what they were talking about previously. ]
Why do you like being a wolf?
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[ Cloud peers at the fridge contemplatively. ]
Blueberries are in the fridge. Bananas and apples are in the corner.
[ On the counter. With all the junk that Panty brings into the house, he really had to ramp up the healthy stuff... ]
It's kinda hard to explain... I just, feel a connection with them. There's all these legends around them in my world too.
[ Wolf earrings, the wolf on his shoulder pauldron...and her doubts she'd know the meaning behind Fenrir or Sköll. ...would she? Maybe? There's also the wolf he once saw in his dreams and in his head. But that wasn't a bright spot in his life. ]
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A connection, huh? I can't argue with that.
[ If that's what Cloud feels, then who is she to invalidate it? ]
What kind of legends are there in your world?
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[ He'll start with a couple of vague tales to start with. ]
In ancient myths, there was said to be two wolves. One destined to devour the sun, and the other the moon at the end of the world. They're called Sköll and Hati. But the most popular one is Fenrir.
He's what I named my motorcycle after back home.
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What's the story of Fenrir like?
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Long and inconsistent. [ But he's not going to just leave it at that. That wouldn't be fair. The water's evaporated almost completely beneath the eggs so he grabs a spatula so they don't stick and burn. Just about done. ] He's supposed to be the son of a pseudo-god and a giant.
[ Ah, disclaimer. ]
Doesn't make sense, I know. [ Thus, mythos! Especially when god talk comes into play. ] Anyway, the gods predicted the wolf would grow up to be a danger to the planet, so they kept him chained and isolated from the world.
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[ Gods... whatever. She may have a different opinion on them. They're not to be revered, as far as she's concerned.
A few more pancakes get made. Just one more left! ]
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That's just it. Fenrir kept breaking chains as it got bigger. They told him it was tests of strength. Until he got bound by rope that he couldn't break and...
[ He realizes he's about to mention a guy getting his hand bitten off for sticking his hand in the wolf's mouth. In an act of good faith. Not the best breakfast conversation. ]
Huh. [ He doesn't laugh, but there is a subtle smile that graces his lips. ] Never tried explaining all this mythos to someone before.
[ Cloud gives her an apologetic look. ]
It's one of those "sit down and have a read" kind of tales. I'm just super footnoting it.
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I'm not the kind of person who just accepts what's told to me.
[ With how strong her personality is, that's definitely true. There were days when she would be a yes man to her father, but those days are over. She knows better now. ]
But this time? I guess I'll just nod and shrug.
[ She doesn't do either of that though, instead presses down the turner on the pancake before she tries to get it off the pan and serve it. ]
All done. I think these are enough.
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[ But if she's gonna nod and shrug? Good enough for him. When she says she's finished with the pancakes, he gives them a once over. He's no expert or anything, but... ]
Looks good. [ A beat. ] I've got yours here.
[ Eggs sunny with the yolk a little runny, right? Cloud was mostly eyeballing it. She'll find that while it's got that sunny look, the yolk's not entirely runny. Kind of half solid, half creamy. Oh well. He'll get better at it. For now, as everything gets turned off and the food rests for them to take whatever they please, he looks to Weiss, shyly smiling.
It's been...an interesting couple of days. Can't say he expected to end it off with making breakfast with a moonlacing partner. But...it's not a bad thing either. Far from it. ]
Thanks for your help.
[ ... he means for Breakfast. dkafjhs ]
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She brings the plates to the table and sits down where her coffee is. Finally! She can enjoy her drink. ]
I'm not that great in the kitchen, but I've learned a few things now that I've lived here for some time. Anyway, let's eat.
[ Lowkey hoping the pancakes are good!!!! And some are, actually... except there's maybe one or two that's undercooked. Oops? ]
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Guess that makes two of us.
[ He only got started when he got here. Living on his own for a while, even before Panty came here, helped with that.
Cloud takes a bite into his own pile of pancake. It's good! Then his fork sinks into another one, a lighter brown than the others. He notices how some of it seems to stick to the utensil. ...hmmm... 🤔 ]
Om...
[ Yup that one was...undercooked. It kinda just...melts in his mouth? And feels semi-sticky? But he doesn't make a face either. ]
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Oh god... this still tastes like goop. [ That one's not as loud, at least. Cloud doesn't need to hear her complain. ] I thought they were okay. Sorry, you don't have to eat those— [ The pancakes on his place, she means. She even gets up from her seat to try and take Cloud's plate away. ]
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Hey hold on- [ ...that is to say, he's still gonna try to keep his plate. But will give it up with some persistence. ] Maybe this one's still good.
[ Quick. Before she can take it. He slices off a side of a pancake and pops it in his mouth. One would think with his Sanguis nose and senses, he'd know better but. Well. ]
...
[ ... .... ..... He swallows. Because he doesn't want to open his mouth to show her what's effectively a wad of batter. Only half-winces. ]
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This is so embarrassing...