schmisse | ❄️ prismatica

Of course I want coffee!

[ Weiss has completely forgotten the offer for coffee yesterday. It's a new day now though, and she can't start her day without at least one cup. So get to it, Cloud!!

She finally gets out of bed to grab her clothes from Cloud's closet. He'd been the on to put her clothes in there yesterday, but she needs a moment to herself to kick the embarrassment away. In fact, she may go out later to buy a new pair of shoes.

If Cloud is going to embarrass her like this, she may as well get something good out of it. ]

Oh...! [ His back straightens and the hairs on the back of his neck stand up from that little snap of hers. Seems like after all that 'warming up' he did for her, it's back to icy business. He'll ask what he did (and figure it out later) another time. Instead, he's basically fighting the urge to go 'yes ma'am' as he gets out of bed too. Stretching and arching his back, he does a couple of squats at the foot of the bed while she goes to his closet to get back her clothes.

Good thing Weiss probably has plenty more Chroma for that 'new pair of shoes' investment. 🐺

He's clothed with pyjama pants and a shirt already, so he's in the clear to step out anyways. Remembering how he dropped a cup last night before she came over, when he's alone in the kitchen getting everything ready, he flexes his grip. There's a lot more strength back in these hands again. Back to normal and then some... Sheesh. It's not like she's the only one who was embarrassed by the amount they made. As the coffee perks and the pot is going, he sits at the kitchen table by himself. Panty must be still sleeping or elsewhere right now. He doesn't even see Chuck around.

Phew. But then the realization hits him. ]

Milk and sugar? How many teaspoons?

[ Yes he's texting her from the kitchen to his bedroom. ]

[ Weiss actually does pick up her device after getting dressed. She doesn't text back, though, intending to respond once she's out.

She has the shirt she wore the night before in her arms, half-folded. She's not really sure where the laundry basket is, so she'd ask him, too. ]

Hey, where do you put the dirty laundry?

[ Oh, and right— and once Cloud tells her what to do with the shirt, she addresses the treatment to her coffee. ]

Lots of cream, one tablespoon of sugar.

Uh...?

[ As he's pulling out the milk (sorry, no heavier cream. ...at least it's not skimmed or 1%?), he peers back over his shoulder to Weiss as she comes out with his shirt. ]

Oh. I've got a basket in the corner of my room. [ A beat. ] Just leave it on the couch. I'll go put it back later.

[ The pot just finishes as he pours her mug of coffee. It's got a wolf on the side. He pours it to about three-quarters full, leaving room for more than enough milk. While he grabs the sugar and a tablespoon, ]

You hungry? I'm no cook, but...breakfast's not hard.

[ Sugar in. Stir stir stir. ]

Oh, alright.

[ She'll just do as he says, then. He knows his way in his apartment better than she does, after all. And with the shirt taken care of, she takes a seat at the dining table and waits for the coffee to be given to her. ]

Breakfast would be lovely. [ ... Although it would be awkward to be served, really. The hands on her lap grip her knees a little tighter as she gathers some courage, and then: ] I can help.

[ Cloud places the coffee down in front of her as she agrees to some breakfast, nodding before turning back around and kneeling down into the clean yet untidy mess of pots and pans beneath the counter.

Now where did he put those frying pans... smfh this is why Tifa and Marlene never let the boys in the kitchen. When Weiss pipes back up to offer her help, he stops rummaging for a second to look over his shoulder. As easy as it was to have the kneejerk response of "oh, you don't have to if you don't want to. i can do it," his answer may surprise her as he nonchalantly goes back to pulling out a couple of frying pans. ]

There's eggs and a fresh package of bacon in the fridge, if you wanna pull those out for me?

[ Reeeeaches further into the back of the cabinet he's kneeling by. Almost got 'em! ]

There's pancake mix...ah- in the cupboard by the fridge- [ Got his pans. Victory. ] -if you want.

[ Weiss did say she can help, so when Cloud starts giving instructions, she's quick on the move. She's at least cooked pancakes before, and even eggs and bacon, so whatever Cloud is thinking of eating, she really can help with! Thankfully it's not overly complicated like souffle or whatever... The apartment might burn. ]

I like small ones. [ The pancakes, she means.

She meets a challenge, though. She doesn't have shoes on right now, so she's really only 5'0" tall. Even on her tiptoes, she can't reach the cupboard. ]

Um. A little help?

[ When he gets up, dual-wielding a pair of frying pans, he stops to watch Weiss from behind. Even on her tippy toes, she couldn't quite reach. He can't help cracking a small smile before setting them down on the counter. Stepping in behind her, he reaches past her shoulder to open the cupboard and grab the box of dry mix pancake batter. It's nothing fancy- just add water. But they'll turn out surprisingly fluffy! Must be good mix. ]

Here.

[ He gives it to her before stepping back to go grab a bowl. Tifa was the one who usually cooked for the family back home, so Cloud heading his kitchen (let alone sharing it with someone) was new for him. ...but it's kind of fun. If he had a wolf tail, it'd be wagging right now as he worked. Honestly he's winging it and relying on common sense while he places the bowl and measuring cup on the counter too. ]

How d'you like your eggs? [ He can do more than just scrambled. Promise. ]

Thanks.

[ It's a good thing Weiss isn't all that conscious about her height. She knows she's short, which is why she wears three-inch heels, but she's not that bothered by it that she gets mad at short jokes or whatever. If she were more sensitive to the topic, she would have chewed Cloud out for even asking her to get the pancake mix. Right now? This is nothing. ]

Sunny, with the yolk a little runny.

[ Don't judge her! :( Anyway, she takes out a pack of pancake mix from the box and looks around. The cupboard where Cloud got the pans from isn't that high, so she looks for a bowl there. ]

[ It's okay Weiss- neither is Cloud. He may be taller than her, but a good majority of the men here (Prismal or Moonblessed) had at least a couple or more inches over him too. Besides, for the taller blond, there's better things to tease or crack a dry joke over. ]

Mm? You looking for something? [ A beat. ] I got a bowl on the counter already.

[ Now he's just gotta figure out how to do a proper Sunny with slightly runny so that he doesn't ruin it... But first, he's gonna get the bacon started first. He's not sure if he can pull off frying bacon and then using some leftover bacon grease for the eggs yet. So he's just gonna make them separate from each other for now. When the pan starts to approach getting hot beneath his palm, he takes the newly opened pack of bacon and starts placing them in piece by piece with a quiet sizzle at first. ]

By the way, [ He remembers from last night. She's musically inclined. It's small talk. He doesn't care. They're making breakfast. ] do you play piano?

Oh!

[ How embarrassing! Weiss totally missed the bowl on the counter, ah. She ends up giving a sheepish smile, showing her teeth like the dork that she is. Jeez. ]

I must still be sleepy.

[ Not that she would still be sleepy at this time; Weiss is an early riser. Must be the post-orgasm haze. Dammit, Cloud.

But with the stuff for pancakes ready, she pours the mix into the bowl, and then some water. It might be a little more water than usual, but it should still end up having almost the consistency of normal pancake mix. ]

Me? Yeah, I do. I had to learn as a kid.

[ Part of studying how to play the piano was because she wanted to. Most of the reasons were because Jacques Schnee wanted to parade his daughters for the glory. ]

[ When he catches the sheepish grin Weiss gives, his lips only slightly curl into a smirk before dismissing it altogether. ]

A good stretch and splash of water works in a pinch.

[ ...he did give her a stretch and got her wet earlier. ...does that technically count? 💦 ]

Really? [ So like Tifa when she was a kid too. ] I wouldn't mind listening if you played again sometime.

[ A couple of seconds of silence follow, the only thing filling the kitchen between them being her mixing the pancake batter and the crackle of bacon. Cloud subtly clears his throat, shyly turning his back to Weiss to flip the bacon. ]

If you wanted, I mean.

I'll be fine after the coffee.

[ She can't drink yet though, since she offered to help Cloud make breakfast. It's fine, and it's not like the coffee is going to get cold quickly. This is fine!
]

And I don't mind. I don't own a piano, though. [ Midorima has one, and that's what she uses when she wants to practice. She'll get one of her own someday... ] Why did you ask, anyway?

Where would we be without it.

[ Once most of everything's set up and finished, he'll let her go sit down and enjoy her coffee. Cloud's more doing this for her as part of his thanks for how much help she gave him last night. As she asks why he wanted to know about her piano playing skills, he flattens the bacon as best as possible and lets it sizzle. He'll have to drain the fat into the garbage when it's all said and done. For now? it'll do wonders for the eggs too. Letting it all sit for now (the kitchen's not gonna catch fire if he leaves it alone for a minute), he reluctantly looks back to Weiss. ]

It's...kinda embarrassing, but... [ Well. No better time than the present! What have you been up to here, Cloud? ] It feels like all I've been doing is training, fighting, and doing whatever the Moon Knights ask of us.

Guess I have a lot more time here than I did back home.

[ He's bored. And he...wants to know more about what she likes. ]

It's not embarrassing. [ But maybe it's because Weiss knows what it's like to loosen up after realising the same thing Cloud's saying now. ] Back in Remnant, the only thing we could do was fight. We didn't have time for having fun.

[ Well, they had fun every now and then, but the hours were certainly numbered. They barely had time for themselves. ]

That's why I joined the theatre. It's something I've never done before. It takes up a lot of time, but it's been a lot of fun, too. I don't think I'd be able to do something like this... at least, not yet. Not in a really long time.

[ She thinks she's done mixing now. No more lumps! ]

You can come visit me at the theatre, if you want. Maybe when there's no practice. I'll borrow a piano and play a few pieces.

[ As Weiss talks about what it was like in Remnant, he remembers he's gotta spray down the pan he plans on using for the little pancakes. Reaching up for the can, he gives a little hum as if to say "I see". He's listening! She's had a rough go of things, it seems like. And not just because of the memory he's seen of what Cinder did to her. ]

Sounds like this place was a blessing in disguise. [ H'okay! Pan sprayed. He'll let it slowly heat up as he walks over to Weiss to check out her mixing bowl. ] You're certainly a good fit with the troupe. Oh- that looks good.

[ In his opinion, anyway! That and there's no more lumps indeed. ]

Maybe I'll take you up on that, Weiss. [ Whenever he gets better at playing the piano himself...no. He's not ready yet. But maybe? Down the road? He'll try playing for her too. ] Thanks for the help. I can take care of the rest if you want.

[ He won't make big floppy pancakes. Promise. ]

Just a little.

[ This place being a blessing, she means. Okay, maybe a lot, but it's still an embarrassing place to be in... ]

Being in the theatre is nice. Here, anyway.

[ She doesn't have to worry about fighting or getting in trouble. The stress in the troupe is different though, but.. in a way? If Huntsmen and Huntresses didn't exist, this is probably where she would be. Besides running the Schnee Dust Company. ]

Are you sure? [ To Cloud doing the rest... she doesn't mind helping at all. She doesn't really want to be served, despite wanting to be spoiled. There's a fine line between the two. Sometimes, it's hard to tell which is which, but right now, she doesn't want to make him work while she relaxes. It's not fair. ] Can I help with anything else?

Hmm... [ She's really insistent on helping, huh. He hums a little, crossing his arms as if he had to give it some serious thought. Cloud didn't look at it as him serving her, especially after she helped him get things prepped at the start. The bacon pops a little in the pan, the grease starting to pool as it cooks. He should probably flip that soon. And maybe turn down the heat so it doesn't just start popping and exploding grease everywhere? ] If you insist...

[ He's not worried at all, if the slight tug of his lips into a faint smile is telling enough. ]

You wanna make the pancakes? [ That means taking a free burner and cooking beside him! ]

Okay.

[ The batter can make about ten or so, but Weiss would probably only eat three or four. They'd be cookie sized, about 6-inches in diameter at best! If she's able to control it, anyway... ]

How many do you think you'll be eating? Big or small?

[ She won't make too much! But if Cloud's going to want bigger ones, then she would probably use up all the batter. ]

[ If Weiss creates big slabs of them, he won't object. Either way, the fate of their pancakes are in her hands! At least she can use the same measuring cup for pouring? ]

I'll try small ones too. Knowing me, I'll feel like letting off steam later with the moon out, so...

[ His voice trails as he speaks, flipping the bacon and turning down the heat as it finishes crisping up. There's a contemplative look on his face as he looks back to Weiss again, pensively as he reflects on what he was saying. It's true. While Weiss not only restored his Chroma, but also tamed his urges last night, that didn't mean the Sanguis moon wouldn't wane completely- such as with his desire to fight or train to let out his aggression.

But after the fight he just had with Raven, and the Chroma scare he put Weiss through... No. He's better than this damned moon. He changes his mind. ]

Actually, I'll just have a few.

...

[ It's a little too early to give Cloud a judging look. The situation regarding Cloud's Chroma really did worry her, but she doesn't want to get mad at him again. Not when she's already apologised for yelling at him.

But he'd be able to see Weiss looking upset while puts the pan on the burner to preheat it. She doesn't even say anything about it, focusing on something else. ]

Cordis is soon... I should go buy some groceries before going home.

[ 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.) ]

Does it get really bad?

Sometimes... I used to hide away and force myself to train alone to stop the urge to fight. But that only made things worse.

[ With the bacon done and resting, Cloud takes his pan and goes to the garbage, pouring out the excessive grease they don't need. ]

[ 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?

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