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backdated to senpai's birthday

[marmoron]

[ There are a lot of words Keith could be using to describe how everything had seemingly found resolution at the end. Anticlimactic comes to mind, as does frustrating and ridiculous. All in all, he shouldn't be complaining because the crisis is over and everyone has reverted back to their original appearance. Sumarlok has definitely seen better days, but this is a far better outcome than the one he'd been braced for, in the end. Doesn't mean that he won't twitch with annoyance every time Malachite gets brought up though.

But today isn't about that or anything else. Today is Shiro's birthday (ish) and now that they've both added one more survived calamity to their belts, it's time to just enjoy one day. The kittens hadn't necessarily gone along with the program, but teeny scratches be damned all ten of them are wearing a little party hat in honor of the occasion. And of course, it's all worth it when he gets to see them all attempting to climb Shiro. The word for this one is much easier to find -- adorable, though nobody is going to find out who Keith is calling adorable here. AHem.

But in any event, when cake has been eaten, an inflatable kiddie pool has been offered up partly in jest, and the babies have all puttered out of energy and have fallen asleep on the couch, it's time to head to the park where Shiro's actual present (and yet another victim of dragon hoarding) is waiting. Emerald Park is quiet at night, pretty even now that the sky isn't blood red and spewing ash. Though Keith wouldn't say he's entirely relaxed, it's close enough. With just a tiny burst of mana, he starts a breeze that makes the nearby tree branches rustle. Laughing a little to himself, he turns to Shiro: ]

Alright. I stashed it in that forest everyone keeps saying is haunted. You're not too scared to go in there, are you?

text; during the powder festivities

[marmoron]

hey babe 🍑🍆

voice | un: PrincessAllura | Dated to probably closer to when she came back? fdsjlk I'm slow

[quintessent]

[It's been far too long, and not just because of the time that Allura spent back at home. Since getting back, she put off talking to her friends - Keith was a good first step but she needed to talk to Shiro. The trouble was, as these things go, the longer she put it off, the harder it was to start.

At least she was reasonably sure he knew that she was alive and okay.

Finally, gathering her courage, she sends a message:]

Hello, Shiro. Have you been... well?

[Great. That's a nice and normal way to talk to a friend after you ran out on them after manipulating them to tell you the truth of your father's death!]

backdated to may monster times

[marmoron]

[ while shiro's minding his own moose business out in the living room, he'll hear keith's sweet, dulcet voice from the bedroom. ]

HOW TO PREP FOR GAY. ANAL. SEX.

[ ... suffice to say, research is going swimmingly when you're a tengu fighting the good fight against a)handlessness, b)questionable speech-to-text functionality and c) heteronormativity in your search results. and to think keith started this earnest endeavor all discreet whispers... ]

text; 1/2

[marmoron]

[ at precisely 1425 hrs when keith is out of his afternoon studio class, shiro will be getting a ping. ]

babe i think i made an ass out of myself in class
the prof wanted us to discuss hardships we were facing in our lives that we can channel into art
he made us sit in a fucking circle and everything and

text;

[marmoron]

[ the centerpiece of studio today is an ornate fruit bowl filled to overflowing like a modern day cornucopia. there are the usual fruits like peaches and figs, along with daintier items like blueberries and gooseberry. of course, there are also the more suggestively shaped fruits like the typical banana alongside some sumarlok native species that his classmate, jocelyn, insists is called a virgin's pearl. seeing keith's raised eyebrow, she'd stated a bit more bluntly: like a clit, keith.

which is to say, keith had genuinely been relieved when the professor walked in, shushed up the class and turned on the television for some ambient noise. why he ever allowed himself to be lulled into the satisfying routine of observing, sketching, observing, shading is a mystery to all considering the start to the day, but drawing has a way of hitting the perfect sweet spot between calming and challenging. it's nice to know that he's getting better at drawing -- at least, his more carttoonish stick figures look a little less childish.

but as the tv goes from reports on government proposals to local news, the mood shifts very abruptly. keith doesn't look up at first when the anchor speaks. ]

In local news, one of Sumarlok's fine police officers had a very eventful morning. Local favorite, Bubbly Sweet Bakeshop owners had a terrible fright when an alligator grabbed their puppy, Charlemagne, and dragged him into the lake behind their property.

[ so far, so good. keith's peach is coming along nicely. ]

As you can see from this extraordinary footage, this police officer who happened to be present, lept right into action and jumped into the lake after the alligator. There was a thirty second period of wrestling whereupon the officer was able to free Charlemagne from the gator's jaws. Incredibly, he managed to do so while keeping what appears to be an eclair clamped between his teeth the entire time.

[ eclair? keith twitches, suddenly having a strange feeling about this whole story. he looks up just in time to see shiro looking a little sheepish, but smiling wide as the reporter holds a microphone by his face. keith physically jumps to his feet, yelping: ]

Shiro!

[ earning himself confused looks from his fellow classmates. without so much as another word, keith ducks out of the class, phone in hand. as he slams the door behind him, he hears the tailend of shiro's response . ]

to lend a hand.

[ if nothing else, the fact that shiro's making horrible puns on national television is every indication that his boy is more than fine, but that bit of reassurance only sinks in when keith pulls up the broadcast on his phone in time to hear the reporter announce: ]

Thankfully, both Officer Shirogane and Charlemagne will be just fine. Officer Shirogane has returned to duty with a very full box of well deserved goodies.

[ heart thudthudthudding, keith pulls up shiro on his message list and types: ]

holy shit?????

[ yes, real specific. ]