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Post by Liou on Nov 1, 2020 17:32:54 GMT -5
The demon chef begins to climb into the oven with a worried look at Cure Snaw. Their head peeks out of the half-closed door of the flaming oven. "I hope someone eats that cake... it's not like anything can burn the likes of me, but I'm not too reassured with this one around." Seems like Cure Snaw has successfully convinced one of the exes to leave the house for good! The mirror-scribbling pauses with a hoarse sort of squeak. "I don't know! I was her favourite bathroom sprite. I took care of everything. One day she said I was overbearing and that I should leave. I thought she'd force her way in and apologise if I sulked and waited here, but she never came. Do you think I should storm through the house instead?" The steam seems to wilt around the Gelquie -kitty and two hand prints seem to be wandering aimlessly on the door to the shower cabin, dim lightning flickering through them.
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Post by Gelquie on Nov 1, 2020 18:13:38 GMT -5
The cat stays silent as the being(?) rants, and then seems to make their way to the doorway. They pause, and then slowly, they speak.
"I mean, maybe... It sounds like maybe she needed some space, some time to act on her own and take on her agency. But it also sounds like she didn't offer you closure, and it sounds like you need it. A chance to wrap things up for you, at least. So, uh... y'know, actually, yeah. Storm through that house! Maybe see if you can find her, and then... well, talk. Or if nothing else, it'll give you a change of scenery; a change to shake things up, maybe! Take on that world!"
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Post by Lizica on Nov 1, 2020 19:23:48 GMT -5
It seems super irrational, especially since the demon chef has admitted that his original dinner plans involved dragging away the witch's soul, but Lizica still somehow feels guilty for being the bearer of news for a bad supernatural break-up.
"Er, yeah...sorry, she did send me in," she admits. "I'm sure it would've been better if she'd been more direct herself, but with a house full of exes, she might've gotten overwhelmed? But it was so considerate of you to step in and try to feed everyone in the meantime, though! I bet you could do that professionally or something, maybe, without the whole...soul-stealing policy? --Aah, your decoration's gorgeous," she adds, when the chef hands Lizica the ominously spectacular slice of cake that makes her extremely nervous even just to be holding, what should she do with this.
"Oh!" And amazing oven mitts? "Thank you very much, these are nice. I know they'll definitely come in handy." Lizica mentally tallies all the past Halloween houses where these mitts would have been useful, and also glances at Cure Snaw, who is now scaring a literal fireproof demon into climbing into the oven, like, dang. What a wild house.
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Post by downrightdude on Nov 2, 2020 0:31:57 GMT -5
The demon chef begins to climb into the oven with a worried look at Cure Snaw. Their head peeks out of the half-closed door of the flaming oven. "I hope someone eats that cake... it's not like anything can burn the likes of me, but I'm not too reassured with this one around." Seems like Cure Snaw has successfully convinced one of the exes to leave the house for good! Cure Snaw is pleased the mission was a success. After setting the rest of the kitchen on fire with the power of healing, Snaw sprouts wings and flies away. "Mission complete! Now I can off and fight the evils of the world," says Snaw. "First stop: the school for monster children!"
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Post by Liou on Nov 2, 2020 18:07:56 GMT -5
Excited crackling can be heard from the storm in the shower cabin. "Wow! Really? You think I could do that? I didn't expect you to be such a supportive kitty! Yeah! Sprite rights!" The shower cabin opens, thick dark grey steam pours out, sizzling with sparks. A bottle falls with a clatter and rolls to the paws of Gelquie-kitty. You get Lightning in a Bottle for thanks! You can now see a humanoid figure with insectoid features coalescing in the steam. The figure is stretching happily, but pauses, holding their hands in a gesture of concern. You are also given an Anti Static Brush, for your fur. You might need it. It has a crystal-studded, filigreed, moon-shaped design. Then the door slams open and the storm begins to spread across the house in an orderly fashion, making chandeliers creak and the vacuum cleaner howl, and the rain thankfully puts out the fire in the kitchen, except for the demon's oven. The demon chef breathes a sigh of relief as soon as the fire enthusiast flies off. They are very interested by Lizica's suggestion. "You know what, there's an idea. I need to go back through here and rest for a bit - as soon as somebody eats that cake and cleans up that flour circle! - but who knows, you might find a hot new food stand next year." Through the window, you can see storm clouds beginning to seep out. They spell "GWENIFER SMELLS". The demon chef nods approvingly. "This might catch her attention, at least. Thanks for checking in!"
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