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[dicey]

Hey, this is Vriska! I'm ignoring my PCD right now. Leave me a message and if I like you enough, I'll get back to you!

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[offline]

[falkeditupagain]

[Oh god, Vriska. Yes. Yes he would.]

I talk to you how many times a day? I'd notice right away.

[offline]

[dicey]

Just checking.

[offline]

[falkeditupagain]

You don't have to worry about that.

[offline]

[dicey]

Teeeeeeeechnically it doesn't count as a real worry, because if I left I wouldn't know whether you realized it or not. But...

[she shrugs the shoulder that he's not leaning on]

Whatever! I won't worry about it.

[offline]

[falkeditupagain]

Okay, Okay.

Lets just be happy. [And he's quiet a moment, unable to contain another smile.] You know what this needs?

[offline]

[dicey]

What does this need?

[offline]

[falkeditupagain]

Hot chocolate.

[offline]

[dicey]

[... laughs]

I think you're right!

But...

[she rests her cheek against the top of his head]

Stay here for a minute, okay? Just a minute.

[falkeditupagain]

Huh? Yeah, sure. [And here he will stay, like a good little Hanna.]

[dicey]

[closes her eyes and relaxes, forgetting any and all problems and worries for the moment; you are her favorite place to be, Hanna]

Cool. Thanks.

[falkeditupagain]

No problem.

[He'll just be squeezing her shoulder.]

Anything for you.

[dicey]

[she'll just sit like that for a few minutes, before finally stirring]

-- Okay! Ready.

[falkeditupagain]

Awesome. [And he'll just be getting up now and offering her hand so he can frolic with her through the house to the kitchen.]

[dicey]

[A-FROLICKING THEY GO]

[this is probably one of those times where, if a housemate sees them, they wonder what exactly is wrong with them]

[falkeditupagain]

[Axel might have a clue, but Roxas will most definitely be thinking their crazy.]

[dicey]

[they are crazy, so that's okay]

So where do we have ingredients for this stuff?

[falkeditupagain]

In my secret stash. [Because Hanna periodically goes looking for more Cocoa and there is a place where it often pops up after a while.]

[dicey]

Ooooooooh. Do I have to close my eyes while you get it out?

[falkeditupagain]

Nope. I trust you.

Just, don't use it all. I usually only have some every other week. [Or when a day gets super shitty.

And he'll just be climbing on the counter to reach the top shelf, don't judge him, Vriska. And, pulling out a tin of "Chicken stock" and taking two packets of cocoa out of them to replace it again.] Here we go.

[dicey]

I will only use it with you! How about that?

[she doesn't really get hot chocolate cravings, anyway]

Aaaaaaaand I'll keep your secret safe. Good idea, putting it in a can of shitty chicken stuff that no one would actually want to eat!

[falkeditupagain]

It was already up in the pantry when I got here, so I just decided it shouldn't be wasted. Plus, it is the best hiding spot.

[Now to boil some water...]

Hmm...This thing still kind of works but Axel usually lights it for me. [Staring at the stove. Maybe it will light itself.]

[dicey]

[... yeah she usually gets Axel to light it for her too; fire-users are useful like that]

Uh.

-- Maybe we should see what it tastes like cold!

[falkeditupagain]

I have before, its gross. [Back home during the winter when you can't pay your electric bill? Yup. Tried it already.]

I wonder if there are some matches around here somewhere...

[dicey]

Just don't blow us up. Okay?

[falkeditupagain]

I don't think you can blow some one up with a shitty old stove and a match. [He's like, sixty percent sure.

And there aren't any matches.] Well. I guess no cocoa.

We can share with Axel later or something.