OH MY GOD IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN

[divinewhite]

THAT'S RIGHT BITCHES, IT'S MEME TIME AGAIN ON THE PICKLES NETWORK. ALL AWKWARD, ALL THE TIME.

Doing two tonight. First one ganked from the Dollsy chat, second one from Hustino because I lol'd so damn hard at it I couldn't not do it.

First, the drabble request meme!

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I HOPE IT'S FLUFFY ENOUGH; I FAIL AT THESE THINGS. ALSO, LOL TOO LONG.

[divinewhite]

It was the same thing every night once everyone had- supposedly -retired upstairs for the evening. Over the scribble of her pencil and paper to the joined chorus of snores from the rooms down the hall occupied by her Papa and her Polly, the sound always came dancing up the stairs and under the door to swirl elegantly in the cramped magician's room.

Usually, the sweet melody would lull her away from her homework and into a peaceful sleep, but tonight was different. The songs weren't the ones she'd known by heart ever since first hearing the shy pianist play them, but a clumsy construction of something new. It was still better than anything she could do, but it kept her awake, listening to every note as it was curled and shifted until put in it's proper place.

After a while, however, the music trailed off, getting slower and slower until it stopped completely.

Rising and peering through a crack in the door, she heard nothing from downstairs. Worry starting to flood her mind, the magician crept quickly down the stairs, about to call out when her eyes caught sight of the blonde bowed over the piano, cheek resting crookedly on the closed lid and sunglasses sitting off to one side.

For a moment, it was all she could do to watch. She'd never seen him look so... peaceful. There was always some sort of weight on his shoulders, it seemed, so it was almost physically painful to have to move closer, put a hand on one of those weighted shoulders, and gently shake consciousness back into him.

Reluctantly, he allowed himself to be woken and led away from the piano bench to the slightly worn couch also occupying the downstairs area, heeding the soft cues of her hand still resting hot against the coldness of his own clothing and skin telling him to move, to sit, to lay against the squishing cushions of the sofa and rest. It wasn't until he felt the added weight of a blanket being tucked over him that he opened his eyes in earnest, watching the hovering face of the girl still tending to him.

"I...," he started, swallowing to clear the dryness his doze had inflicted on his throat and trying to put the right words in place through the lingering haze of sleepiness. She silenced him with a little smile, catching his eyes with her own and holding them.

"Goodnight, Machi." It was a whisper, and if he hadn't seen her lips moving, he might have suspected her dreamt the whole thing. The dryness returned, more scorching than ever, and he nearly choked over a hesitant answer.

"...Goodnight, Trucy."

Re: I HOPE IT'S FLUFFY ENOUGH; I FAIL AT THESE THINGS. ALSO, LOL TOO LONG.

[o0famous_amos0o]

AAAAAH SO CUTE~ <333 *flails at, loves on*