open to anyone <3

[cookscleanskicksass]

[fast asleep head down on the table, cuddling a struggling Navi]

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[cookscleanskicksass]

I know. And I'll be okay.

[clinging]

[blueondeck]

Good thing for you we aren't planning on that yet.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[relaxes a little] Yes. Yesss.

I guess I'll end up with my own workshop again, eventually, though it'd be strange cooking for one. Or maybe I should be a dragon slayer.

[blueondeck]

You'd have to find some dragons first, wouldn't you?

[light petting]

[cookscleanskicksass]

[near purring, that feels nice]

I could build a dragon detector!

[blueondeck]

[places that arm back around you]

We might've already killed things bigger and more dangerous than just dragons.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[leans in]

Like Marvelous' laundry!

...and Basco.

[blueondeck]

[nods to that, looking down at you]

Basco wasn't easy.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[suddenly ferocious]

I didn't like it when he kicked you. And broke Gai's *arm*.

[blueondeck]

[Thinking more on it now]

Someone like him is dangerous and not because of the power he had. He didn't care about hurting us, we didn't exist to him. We were his stepping stones to get to Marvelous.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[shivers]

We weren't people, no, just things. And Marvelous was his prize.

[blueondeck]

He's gone now.We wont have to think about him again.

[cookscleanskicksass]

He was scary.

[blueondeck]

He took a lot away from Marvelous.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[quiet, squeezes your free hand]

That upset all of us but I think you most of all, Joe.

[blueondeck]

[Suddenly entering the territory of feelings for Marvelous makes him tense a little, but holds onto your hand after a few moments]

I didn't like Basco, that's all.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[I will not push, and I know I could be wrong... but I think you are adorable]

Of course, Joe.

[blueondeck]

. . . Why did you say it like that?

[cookscleanskicksass]

[uh oh busted]

Um, like what?

[blueondeck]

The thing about Marvelous. Your tone changed.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[preparing to run, though you're nowhere near as inclined to smack me as certain Luka-shaped people]

I -- I care about him? We all do, really.

[blueondeck]

That's not the way you put it.

[I'm also holding you in place. you can't run.]

[cookscleanskicksass]

[gdi, squirming helplessly]

I, oh, *you* know.

[blueondeck]

No I don't.

[cookscleanskicksass]

[wilts]

Don't you... like him?