OUR HOUSE

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CHARACTERS: Phil, Dimitri, Darcy, Ruby, the Venom Symbiote, and you!
DATE: June
LOCATION: The farmhouse on 499 Winter's Avenue
SITUATION: Home-making and housewarming
WARNINGS: Usual warnings for all characters involved but otherwise n/a

I'll light the fire, you place the flowers in the vase (Closed to phil/dimitri/ruby/venom)

Moving out of the Oak and Iron has been on Darcy’s mind- well. Virtually since she got to Pumpkin Hollow. But with Phil back and all, they started making plans for it in earnest. A combination of saving up and mysterious brass from some old dude fairy (??? she isn’t asking too many questions) means that they have the means. All they have to do is do it.

The week prior to the housewarming is spent working in and around the construction of a couple of new rooms, subdivided up from the old floor plan. Paint, wallpaper, fresh fabric to reupholster some of the furniture, a lot of cleaning. Plus there’s the logistics of moving all their stuff, which is significantly harder without cars and on an island that’s bigger than one ship. Darcy doesn’t even have that much shit, it just all stacks up somehow.

She spends her time mostly between generally assisting the move, setting up the kitchen, and putting her room together once they’ve finished building it. Darcy can be found doing any of those three things.

Rest your head for just five minutes, everything is done (Open)

It’s not going to be the shindig to end all shindigs, but once the dust has settled and everyone’s recovered from moving everything around, friends and family will get a call inviting them over. All the windows are open for the mild Summer night air, the curtains drift a little in the breeze, and the song of crickets can be heard from anywhere in the house. The lights inside the house are warm and cheery, and seem to beckon you in, the shadows around them seeming… darker, somehow.

There’s lemonade with some Phil-made ice cubes in it, and Darcy hasn’t moved from the kitchen in service of making canapes to feed anyone who shows up. Cold cuts on bread, sandwiches with cucumbers left over from the carnival, small fish cakes. It’s a good way to break the kitchen in. When the food has been made, Darcy sets up out the front on the porch, curled up with some lemonade on one of the chairs, looking out into the night and making some small greeting to anyone who approaches.

Life used to be so hard, now everything is easy cause of you

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[graveling]

Angel notices Ruby has a guest under her cloak. His response? Grab a sandwich, sit on the floor, and break off pieces to pass to the Mimikyu without looking at her. He knows Mimikyu etiquette; he has his own at home.

[littlefairytale]

Ruby bites the inside of her lip in a clear attempt to suppress a giggle that still comes out as a smile, watching in her lower periphery as Mimikyu peeks out cautiously to investigate the offerings. When satisfied with her inspection, she starts squirreling the pieces of sandwich away under her disguise to eat.

Ruby keeps smiling. "Hey Angel."

[graveling]

"Let me know if you want to set up playdates between this little one and my Mimi. I know they're both shy, but maybe another of their own kind might work out."

Angel doesn't look up at Ruby, either. He doesn't feel like he has to. It's okay. He's still being social.

[littlefairytale]

"Oh, sure! That'd be nice I think. Someone likeminded always helped me when I was all shy." And as much as they also seem like animals, the Pokemon seem to be intelligent enough. "So far she'll go just about anywhere so long as it's with me."

[graveling]

"They're incredibly loyal like that. I've got three that hang around me regularly. Mimi, a little candle-ghost and a pixie-bee-thing."

[littlefairytale]

"Aww, they sound cute. I've got this little one, obviously, then there's a sort of— little flower bulb? And Drei," she points to where the bread dog is currently begging for scraps off someone. "One of the others suggested that name My dog at home was called Zwei, apparently that's related somehow in Earth languages."

[graveling]

"There's some around who aren't little and cute. Degas got adopted by a pair who are both bigger than him. They kind of bully him around sometimes."

But gently enough that Angel's not going to interfere. Shh, getting headbutted by a giant apple pie until you go outside for lunch is not a bad thing.

[littlefairytale]

Ruby laughs a little. "Bully him how? Like really big, weird cats who want their food on time?"

She's never owned a cat but Remnant is not immune to cat memes.

[graveling]

"Or they want walks. Or they want his food. Don't ask me why the ghost-tree thing wants meat all the time."

Nutrients from composted meat and bones, perhaps?

"The pie-beast likes to sleep right by Serranai's altar right where it's the most in the way."

[littlefairytale]

"...I was going to ask how one of them can be a pie but my dog is bread, so, question immediately rescinded." She shakes her head, settled with a faint smile. "See Zwei was always just like that but he was just a little dog so you could just pick him up and move him if he got too annoying. When the creatures that live in your house are bigger than you that's obviously a little bit harder."

[graveling]

"It's a turtle-dragon with a shell of apple pie on its back. And it's the size of a coffee table. I don't know what to tell you, Rubes. They don't make any more sense than any of us do."

Says the corpse to the hunter with one silver eye.

[littlefairytale]

There are subtle feet wiggles at the use of the nickname. "Soooo, absolutely no sense at all. Got it. You know we have like, a puddle of goo that talks that's living with us too?"

This household alone, seriously. Phil with his wings, a prince with Changeling flavouring, another walking corpse, a symbiote, said huntress with one silver eye...

[graveling]

"Is it friendly?" Because this may as well happen, right?

[littlefairytale]

"I... think so? Phil and Darcy seem friendly with it. It's tried to eat me less often than the piano so far."

She's only mostly joking about the piano, Yamaha isn't as used to her as the others yet.