#003 // accidental video // video // in person
For the last fucking time, I'm not a princess!!
[Idiotic, insulting things have been happening since morning. First, he woke up in some huge bed in some huge room where everything was covered in frillies and ribbons, then found out that all of his clothes (including hairties) and anyone sane around were gone, and now he was more or less forced ( Read more... )
[Idiotic, insulting things have been happening since morning. First, he woke up in some huge bed in some huge room where everything was covered in frillies and ribbons, then found out that all of his clothes (including hairties) and anyone sane around were gone, and now he was more or less forced ( Read more... )
[Though Lenalee had thought that Kanda was a girl the first time they met, actually seeing him in a dress all these years later is breaking her brain a bit. Seeing as she has suddenly found herself wearing a suit of armor, she wonders if the Author somehow mixed up their roles for this new story. Not that she particularly wants to be a princess; being in Kanda's place looks daunting. Though the armor is heavy and uncomfortable to move in, it seems preferable to being pampered by a host of strangers. Still, the idea is less unpleasant when compared to seeing Kanda like that.]
I can... look for your sweater, if you want.
[It's about all she can manage to say. Kanda is a princess. This... this does not compute. But he seems to be having an expectedly rough time of it, so if having the sweater is that important to him she is more than willing to look around for it.]
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[Her expression describes how he felt about it first thing in the morning pretty well. By now he's come to realize there's nothing he can do but deal with it, yet it still makes him twitchy.]
[Ah, good old Lenalee.]
Yes. Thanks.
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Don't worry about it. I'll bring it to you if I have any luck.
[She has no idea where to even begin, or if the sweater exists in this world at all. But it's not as if she has anything better to do than look.]
I'll come by later even if I can't find it.
[He looks like he could use some non-servant company. Such a grumpy princess.]
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[He just nods, but as he's already said thanks once, he doesn't repeat it, and just looks a little relieved. And almost a little excited at that later preposition, though of course it's not really visible.]
Do that. I'll go insane with just these guys around me.
[He twitches a bit and waves his hand in the air, gesturing the idiot servants and idiot fluffy wildlife and idiot peasants worshipping him. You might as well read it as LENALEE HELP ME.]
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[Like a... well, princess. Raising a hand to poorly conceal her laughter when he waves a hand at the adoring wildlife. She does feel sorry for you, Kanda, but it's still funny.]
I'll try to hurry, then.
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[His tone is strained enough to tell that he only didn't go with FUCK NO because it's Lenalee on the other end and she used to swat him for swearing when they were smaller. Old habits die hard.]
Good.
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Kanda, I'm on my way over now! Can you make sure they let me in?
[She isn't entirely sure how castle security works, and as she has discovered the hard way, using her boots while in armor is highly problematic.]
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...yes, of course.
[In fact, he is quite sure that the security will guide her to the throne room with flower carpets and music, since she does after all look like Prince Charming who had just encountered something that spits fire and likely looks like a lizard. All hail the hero return, or something.]
[But he does quickly give some orders to the idiots around, instructing them to finally do the opposite than they have been told before and let this person in.]
[Lenalee, don't be too surprised to have your arrival decorated with flowers, wildlife and manservants standing on both sides of the hallway like a tunnel of honour as you approach the lair of the homicidal monster of a Princess.]
[...now, Kanda in this getup is something you can be surprised about. ( ... )
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[At long last, Lenalee makes it to Kanda's chambers. And... can't help staring at his dress again. She is perfectly aware of how ridiculous she looks herself, but... still. Well, he should be all the happier for what she stumbled across, then.]
Look what I found.
[She holds up Kanda's beloved sweater-- a teensy bit singed on one end, but otherwise in surprisingly good condition. Why a dragon would be guarding this particular item of clothing, Lenalee has no idea. But she is fairly far past the point of asking
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[The servants and wildlife are all too excited, though finally they do give Lenalee enough space to enter Kanda's hall. They all remained squeezed in the doorway though, watching her approach him with sparkly eyes. Adding hushed whispers to that, it can be deducted quite easily that they must be plotting a royal wedding and crowning the new ruler of the kingdom who has come in shining armour, and brought the legendary, magic... uh... sweater.]
[Meanwhile Kanda's sitting with his chin rested on his hand, looking like he hates everything and everyone (what is the truth, pretty much), and actually blinks and even gets up slightly at the sight.]
...you got it back.
[He's almost sparkling a little too, though for different reasons, as he stares at Lenalee for a moment, then reaches for the decent piece of apparel he has longer for so long.]
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I told you I would try. You'll never guess where I found it.
[The burn mark might be a clue, but Lenalee still doubts that he will be able to believe such an insane story. Regardless of just how insane everything here has gotten. Lenalee glances back at the crowd still shamelessly watching them.]
[... Well, maybe he will believe it.]
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[...nah just kidding.]
[Kanda looks a little more grumpy but doesn't complain; he knows Lenalee well enough to know she doesn't mean to offend him with that laughter. Of course, he finds nothing funny about any of it.]
[He takes the sweater and pulls it on with a small pout before eyeing the burn mark and the soot with a slightly suspicious expression.]
Some fucker set my closet on fire.
[Well, that's his guess, anyway.]
[He turns to GLARE at the attendants, however instead of disappearing like they usually do, they only seem to watch them more intently.]
[OH GOD THEIR BELOVED PRINCESS WILL BE GETTING MARRIED]
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A dragon was guarding it.
[Have a very blank expression. No, she is not joking. Lenalee glances at the attendants again, wondering just how long they plan on hovering.]
Are they expecting something...?
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[Kanda blinks a little, although doesn't look too shocked. Really, with everything that's happening, the existence of dragons and them guarding sweaters of all things wasn't that big a stretch at all.]
Oh. Why?
[He scowls again and follows Lenalee's glance. Hell if he knows what those idiots are expecting.]
Probably. Who cares.
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