She may not want to come if she knows "Mommy-stealer" will be accompanying us. Plus, she may look sweet, but she can pitch quite the fit when she's upset. Do you really want to carry us all the way there with a hedgehog wailing by your ear?
I have no doubt about that... That isn't a compliment, by the way! Learn to behave!
[ as if riddle doesn't love his chronic mischief maker as he is. ]
Yes. She calls you stinky sea monster and mommy-stealer when we talk about you. I think it's more to get a rise out of *me* since our conversations involving you tend to revolve around me asking her to be kinder to you...
Absolutely not! My girl is a well-mannered and sweet little hoglet, if you teach her anything inappropriate or encourage mischief, I'll ground the both of you!
I would like it if the two of you could get along though. She can be shy and sensitive, but that is no excuse for her behavior. With that in mind, perhaps making her come on this trip to spend a bit of time with you would be a good idea after all? I know she would enjoy surfing and squishing things... Parkour might be difficult given her stubby legs, but I am no expert on the matter. If there is a parkour technique for the small and rotund, then we shall try it!
Maybe I can't keep up with you on land or on foot, but I'm confident I can catch you in other ways. A trap, for example... I know exactly how to lure you in.
She'd be a right proper stunner with such cute accessories. We could take pictures and use them for her pageant portfolio. I'm certain she would happily come along and let you teach her under under that condition.
You know, you're quite sweet, Floyd. I'll be sure to let Peaches know you care so much for her wellbeing.
[ smart boy. riddle would flay and fry him if his baby girl got hurt. ]
Oh? Would you care to test that theory? Be warned, if I catch you, there will be a harsh penalty waiting for you. To doubt my skills is the same as doubting the Queen of Hearts herself, you know.
Don't I know the half of it. However, she will do anything to further her pageant career, and I have a feeling once she starts *really* having fun, she will lower her guard and eventually come to like you. That's what ended up happening with me, anyway.
Aren't you an arrogant one? Go ahead. Wrap me up and squeeze me, take me as deep as you'd like. Keep me all to yourself, spoil me rotten, and shower me with your adoration. Make it so I want for nothing outside of just you and me.
It is at that moment you will realize which one of us is *really* trapped.
[ how sweet. how foreboding. just the way they like it. ]
Only "kinda"? It's simply how I feel. You wouldn't be the first to tell me I'm a touch mad.
Is it truly baiting me if I knowingly and long to follow you down into the depths? I have come to expect it at this point. Or are you saying you would be fine leaving me up here, all by my lonesome?
As long as you remain yourself, you can be a touch anything you want. I wouldn't be this drawn to you if you were anything less than a touch mad yourself though.
I rather like the sound of that. As I said, so long as you continue to spoil and adore me, you can squeeze me to your heart's content. Sound fair?
You would be surprised by how many people would disagree with you. While I'm not interested in becoming popular like Vil, there *is* a reason my company consists of my dorm mates, Yuu, and the maze creatures.
Believe it or not, I'm actually free right now. I have no plans for the evening, so dinner would be lovely. Will this be a casual affair, or will I need to freshen up?
I would be a fool to turn down your cooking. Oh, but is it really alright for us to be there? Is the kitchen not closed? Plus, the VIP room requires a deposit, does it not? As tempting as I find your offer, my current funds may not suffice...
yes what do u think azuls going to notice im always doing what i want anyway this way the food doesnt go to waste
ur not paying a cent im gonna head there now and start prepping u just come in and say ur with me if anyone gives you trouble theyll be the main course
I suppose you would know better than me, given how long you've been working at the Lounge.
Alright. I shan't protest any further, and in the spirit of being a good guest, will take you up on your generosity. I just need a moment to change out of my dorm uniform. It wouldn't do to risk staining it.
I'll be there in exactly 17 minutes and 49 seconds.
I said 17 minutes and 49 seconds (now 12 minutes and 8 seconds), so that is when I will be there. That being said, your confidence has me so curious, I may even arrive sooner...
[ "or else what," he wants to ask, but riddle elects to hold his tongue for the time being since he's being treated to a world-class dinner already. what does floyd have in store for him? he'll find out when he arrives during the specified time-- which he does, walking into the VIP room with the same curiosity as the little girl who tumbled down the rabbit hole. how can he not stop to stare now and then when this is first time in the Lounge's most exclusive room? it looks better suited to conducted deep-sea mafia business deals than anything.
someone alerts floyd to the presence of his very important guest, so whenever the merman makes his appearance, it'll be to riddle admiring the remote to the mounted television (he has no idea what half these buttons even do!), seated right in the middle of the luxurious leather sofa. ]
[ he has to be patient--- all of those minutes and seconds just waiting for riddle to get into the lounge, which has a skeleton crew running things before his date arrives. everything is set up as well: he has a portable stove, a cart full of the freshest ingredients, and is wearing his usual octavinelle best. maybe his shoes are a little more polished than normal, but that's really it when it comes to wanting to show off. he figures the clothes will stay on up until dinner is over, and then he can have dessert. it won't be to share when they'll both have different sweet things to enjoy.
the door to the room swings open and floyd enters pushing and pulling his equipment into the room. ]
Heya Goldfishie~
[ he pulls both of them into the middle of the room, in front of the small table that would usually separate the wall with the television and the large couch before he leaves them so he can take a seat. ]
You been waitin' long? [ a beat, before he sees the remote. ] Oh. You playin' around? Be careful, I hear there's a button that might make someone start to vibrate. Heard Azul had some kinda real mean punishment for juniors that don't listen to his orders~
[ he looks up, hands stilling as he pauses his marveling to watch the merman make his way into the room. curiosity is written all over the little rose's face as he looks at all the necessary equipment for what is undoubtedly tableside service. ]
I haven't been waiting long at all. As always, I'm right on time.
[ before he leans forward to set the remote down, he listens to floyd's cautioning before, with raised eyebrows, he looks the device over again, looking for any hints that might lead to which button is the accursed vibrating-punishment-catastrophe one. ]
Make someone vibrate? That sounds dreadful, especially if you are meant to be serving guests privately here. It could easily lead into a negative performance loop, as the first time you vibrated, it would distract you and open you up to more mistakes. Does it actually work in teaching juniors a lesson?
[ riddle thinks the vibrating in question comes from a pager or something, like the sort used in restaurants... little does he know. ]
I would be interested in learning about the efficacy of these methods. If they work, I may use them in Heartslabyul myself.
[ floyd pauses, the vestiges of seriousness and concentration being wicked away when riddle inquires about the unique form of punishment that has been getting trialed by azul. he's such an innocent little goldfishie! he swims in his bowl whose water hasn't been touched by someone from the outside despite being in a school full of very, very hungry predators. one of them might be preparing him a delicious meal in mere moments! and there floyd is, tilting his head with a growing grin. among other things, as he thinks about... ]
That depends on whether you're willin' to stuff a little thing inside someone's asshole.
[ just not going to pretend it's anything but that. it's why he's cackling now, leaning against riddle and less so into the couch. ]
It nudges right up against their real sensitive spot. Ya know, the one I always hit when I get in ya all the way inside?
[ he sticks out the tip of his tongue. yeah. riddle should know what he's talking about by now. ]
Anyway~ maybe I could demonstrate what it's like for ya. Think there are a couple of loose ones around, want me to go look?
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do u really have to convince her
just put a snack into her carrier and we can just go
u can ride on my back
im not that desperate
i can get u to do it if i really want it
eheheh
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I have no doubt about that... That isn't a compliment, by the way! Learn to behave!
[ as if riddle doesn't love his chronic mischief maker as he is. ]
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those her actual words????
then maybe i should keep misbehaving
i could probably teach her a thing or two dont u think
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Absolutely not! My girl is a well-mannered and sweet little hoglet, if you teach her anything inappropriate or encourage mischief, I'll ground the both of you!
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ive heard worse!
but it doesnt mean much because u know
only care what a few select people think and all
could teach her how to surf
thatd be fun
or parkour
or curl into a ball and squish things flat
cant ground what you cant catch!!!!!
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Maybe I can't keep up with you on land or on foot, but I'm confident I can catch you in other ways. A trap, for example... I know exactly how to lure you in.
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and a helmet for her head
just in case
i dont want u to worry about her getting hurt
[ because he would also get hurt. probably. somehow. ]
trap me?
come on goldfishie
i know better to get caught by u
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You know, you're quite sweet, Floyd. I'll be sure to let Peaches know you care so much for her wellbeing.
[ smart boy. riddle would flay and fry him if his baby girl got hurt. ]
Oh? Would you care to test that theory? Be warned, if I catch you, there will be a harsh penalty waiting for you. To doubt my skills is the same as doubting the Queen of Hearts herself, you know.
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i feel like she might try to bite my hand
or my face
ive seen her jump she can really get up there u know
[ he would be a fried snack... not the fun kind, either ]
ill test ur theory
u forget who ur messing with
ill wrap you up nice and tight
and drag u down with me into the inky depths
hehehehehe
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Aren't you an arrogant one? Go ahead. Wrap me up and squeeze me, take me as deep as you'd like. Keep me all to yourself, spoil me rotten, and shower me with your adoration. Make it so I want for nothing outside of just you and me.
It is at that moment you will realize which one of us is *really* trapped.
[ how sweet. how foreboding. just the way they like it. ]
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kinda like it
kinda sounds crazy u know???
but i think ur already in trouble
cause ur asking for all of that from me
and u know who i am
ill just make u want to follow
bait u down with me ehehe
the little hedgie will need a bubble so she can breathe btw
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Is it truly baiting me if I knowingly and long to follow you down into the depths? I have come to expect it at this point. Or are you saying you would be fine leaving me up here, all by my lonesome?
(Duly noted about the bubble.)
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as long as it means i can be a touch whatever
right? right????
mmmmmm well in that case
i guess were doomed together
arent we
:)
thats fun tho
lets get stuck like that
except
i get to give you all the squeezings i wantttt
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I rather like the sound of that. As I said, so long as you continue to spoil and adore me, you can squeeze me to your heart's content. Sound fair?
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imagine not spoiling u and squeezing u
anyone who doesnt want to do that is actually crazy
not the fun kind u know
we should get dinner btw
when are u free
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Believe it or not, I'm actually free right now. I have no plans for the evening, so dinner would be lovely. Will this be a casual affair, or will I need to freshen up?
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u dont need to freshen up
im kinda in the mood to cook
u can come to the lounge if u want
will be quiet
the vip room is open and stuff too
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what
do u think azuls going to notice
im always doing what i want anyway
this way the food doesnt go to waste
ur not paying a cent
im gonna head there now and start prepping
u just come in and say ur with me
if anyone gives you trouble
theyll be the main course
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Alright. I shan't protest any further, and in the spirit of being a good guest, will take you up on your generosity. I just need a moment to change out of my dorm uniform. It wouldn't do to risk staining it.
I'll be there in exactly 17 minutes and 49 seconds.
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not gonna start cookin until u get here
itll be great u will LOVE it
or else
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[ "or else what," he wants to ask, but riddle elects to hold his tongue for the time being since he's being treated to a world-class dinner already. what does floyd have in store for him? he'll find out when he arrives during the specified time-- which he does, walking into the VIP room with the same curiosity as the little girl who tumbled down the rabbit hole. how can he not stop to stare now and then when this is first time in the Lounge's most exclusive room? it looks better suited to conducted deep-sea mafia business deals than anything.
someone alerts floyd to the presence of his very important guest, so whenever the merman makes his appearance, it'll be to riddle admiring the remote to the mounted television (he has no idea what half these buttons even do!), seated right in the middle of the luxurious leather sofa. ]
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the door to the room swings open and floyd enters pushing and pulling his equipment into the room. ]
Heya Goldfishie~
[ he pulls both of them into the middle of the room, in front of the small table that would usually separate the wall with the television and the large couch before he leaves them so he can take a seat. ]
You been waitin' long? [ a beat, before he sees the remote. ] Oh. You playin' around? Be careful, I hear there's a button that might make someone start to vibrate. Heard Azul had some kinda real mean punishment for juniors that don't listen to his orders~
[ yes. that kind of vibrator. ]
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[ he looks up, hands stilling as he pauses his marveling to watch the merman make his way into the room. curiosity is written all over the little rose's face as he looks at all the necessary equipment for what is undoubtedly tableside service. ]
I haven't been waiting long at all. As always, I'm right on time.
[ before he leans forward to set the remote down, he listens to floyd's cautioning before, with raised eyebrows, he looks the device over again, looking for any hints that might lead to which button is the accursed vibrating-punishment-catastrophe one. ]
Make someone vibrate? That sounds dreadful, especially if you are meant to be serving guests privately here. It could easily lead into a negative performance loop, as the first time you vibrated, it would distract you and open you up to more mistakes. Does it actually work in teaching juniors a lesson?
[ riddle thinks the vibrating in question comes from a pager or something, like the sort used in restaurants... little does he know. ]
I would be interested in learning about the efficacy of these methods. If they work, I may use them in Heartslabyul myself.
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That depends on whether you're willin' to stuff a little thing inside someone's asshole.
[ just not going to pretend it's anything but that. it's why he's cackling now, leaning against riddle and less so into the couch. ]
It nudges right up against their real sensitive spot. Ya know, the one I always hit when I get in ya all the way inside?
[ he sticks out the tip of his tongue. yeah. riddle should know what he's talking about by now. ]
Anyway~ maybe I could demonstrate what it's like for ya. Think there are a couple of loose ones around, want me to go look?
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