Script Log: Roy & Frey
When: Roy's Birthday
Roy: *hitting the fountain water with his rod, making splashes for no reason other than that he's bored*
Frey- ::He's been looking everywhere for his elusive body double, with a bag of cookies tied off with a ribbon. It's not especially pretty, but he's never done this before.:: Roy!
Roy: *stops his splashing and turns to look at him, though his expression hasn't changed* ...Aw great, look who's here.
Frey- ::Frowns, but only internally, and offers the bag to Roy.:: ... Happy Birthday, Roy. ... I wanted to say... we could not have done it without you. Thank you.
Roy: Huh? *suddenly getting suspicious, not taking the bag just yet... instead he only pokes it with his rod* Done what? Wh-what is that? Did Faylen put ya up to this joke?!
Frey- It's not a joke... ::Sighs.:: No, she just told me it was your birthday. ... I baked you cookies. ... They tasted fine when I tried one.
Roy: Graaah, ya think I'm real stupid, don't ya?! *points accusingly, not quite ready to believe the Prince would do something so nice!* I ain't tryin' nothing 'till I see ya try it first!
Frey- ... ::Sighs again, and undoes the bow on the ribbon keeping the bag closed.:: I do like you, you know. ::He muttered, then took a cookie out and ate a bite. No grimacing, but his earlier pride at having baked them was completely deflated.::
Roy: *oh, those cookies sure look tasty now...* --H-Hey, gimme those! *snatches the bag out of his hands* Ya really baked cookies for me, huh? *sniffs them, then takes one in his hand* ...I hope this ain't some plan of yours to make me feel bad or nothin'!
Frey- I wanted you to know you were, and still are, appreciated. ::Smiles very slightly and finishes his own cookie, then doesn't know what to do so he stands there.::
Roy: Ha! *stuffing his own mouth with cookies, kind of speaking and chewing at the same time* Sure ya ain't just sayin' that 'cause someday I might take an arrow shot for ya?
Frey- Honestly, Roy. Take it as it's meant. You're too suspicious sometimes. ::His hands are on his own hips, and he looks a bit on the huffy side.:: No one is going to shoot you here.
Roy: *scowls* Well, 'scuse me for tryin' to make conversation, your highness! Maybe I should just shut up like a loyal subject, huh?!
Frey- ... why do you act that way? You know how male 'royalty' is treated, Roy. I would not do that to someone else.
Roy: 'Cause you're just so perfect, right? Tch...! *will not admit defeat* Though, tell ya what, Princey, I didn't know ya could bake like this. I guess ya ain't THAT spoonfed after all...
Frey- ... of course I am not perfect. I am far from it. ::He smiles slightly, though.:: It was... my third batch. Mamie was kind enough to let me use her kitchen...
Roy: Th-third... ...*sly grin, with one hand on hip* And this suddenly makes us best pals, huh?
Frey- ::Frowns.:: No... but I would like it if you'd at least consider being my friend.
Roy: Ha! *not gonna answer that, still smiling* Well~ The cookies are great, bravo on THAT. Next birthday, I want more chocolate on 'em!
Frey- More? All right. ::Smiles slightly. He'll probably just use more next time he makes some, and foist them off on Roy.:: well uhm... I hope you have had a good birthday.
Roy: It WAS good... *about to take another shot at Frey, but decides it's enough for now* ......hey. Thanks a bunch. *holds the rest of the bag up and smiles deviously, probably the closest thing to gratitude he'll give the Prince for now*
Frey- I'm glad. ::Smiles genuinely, then shakes his head.:: I made them for you, keep them.
Roy: ...Like I was gonna share these anyway! Get yer own cookies! *triumphantly turns his back to him* Heheh, I bet yer real jealous now...
Frey- ::Stifles a laugh, so Roy doesn't get annoyed.:: ... I am, they turned out well.
Roy: Too bad ya just HAD to give 'em away... bwahahaha, that'll teach ya! *marches away happily*
Frey- Mhm. ::Watches him go with a slightly bemused expression... at least it went decently well, then wanders off to find something to do.::
Roy: *hitting the fountain water with his rod, making splashes for no reason other than that he's bored*
Frey- ::He's been looking everywhere for his elusive body double, with a bag of cookies tied off with a ribbon. It's not especially pretty, but he's never done this before.:: Roy!
Roy: *stops his splashing and turns to look at him, though his expression hasn't changed* ...Aw great, look who's here.
Frey- ::Frowns, but only internally, and offers the bag to Roy.:: ... Happy Birthday, Roy. ... I wanted to say... we could not have done it without you. Thank you.
Roy: Huh? *suddenly getting suspicious, not taking the bag just yet... instead he only pokes it with his rod* Done what? Wh-what is that? Did Faylen put ya up to this joke?!
Frey- It's not a joke... ::Sighs.:: No, she just told me it was your birthday. ... I baked you cookies. ... They tasted fine when I tried one.
Roy: Graaah, ya think I'm real stupid, don't ya?! *points accusingly, not quite ready to believe the Prince would do something so nice!* I ain't tryin' nothing 'till I see ya try it first!
Frey- ... ::Sighs again, and undoes the bow on the ribbon keeping the bag closed.:: I do like you, you know. ::He muttered, then took a cookie out and ate a bite. No grimacing, but his earlier pride at having baked them was completely deflated.::
Roy: *oh, those cookies sure look tasty now...* --H-Hey, gimme those! *snatches the bag out of his hands* Ya really baked cookies for me, huh? *sniffs them, then takes one in his hand* ...I hope this ain't some plan of yours to make me feel bad or nothin'!
Frey- I wanted you to know you were, and still are, appreciated. ::Smiles very slightly and finishes his own cookie, then doesn't know what to do so he stands there.::
Roy: Ha! *stuffing his own mouth with cookies, kind of speaking and chewing at the same time* Sure ya ain't just sayin' that 'cause someday I might take an arrow shot for ya?
Frey- Honestly, Roy. Take it as it's meant. You're too suspicious sometimes. ::His hands are on his own hips, and he looks a bit on the huffy side.:: No one is going to shoot you here.
Roy: *scowls* Well, 'scuse me for tryin' to make conversation, your highness! Maybe I should just shut up like a loyal subject, huh?!
Frey- ... why do you act that way? You know how male 'royalty' is treated, Roy. I would not do that to someone else.
Roy: 'Cause you're just so perfect, right? Tch...! *will not admit defeat* Though, tell ya what, Princey, I didn't know ya could bake like this. I guess ya ain't THAT spoonfed after all...
Frey- ... of course I am not perfect. I am far from it. ::He smiles slightly, though.:: It was... my third batch. Mamie was kind enough to let me use her kitchen...
Roy: Th-third... ...*sly grin, with one hand on hip* And this suddenly makes us best pals, huh?
Frey- ::Frowns.:: No... but I would like it if you'd at least consider being my friend.
Roy: Ha! *not gonna answer that, still smiling* Well~ The cookies are great, bravo on THAT. Next birthday, I want more chocolate on 'em!
Frey- More? All right. ::Smiles slightly. He'll probably just use more next time he makes some, and foist them off on Roy.:: well uhm... I hope you have had a good birthday.
Roy: It WAS good... *about to take another shot at Frey, but decides it's enough for now* ......hey. Thanks a bunch. *holds the rest of the bag up and smiles deviously, probably the closest thing to gratitude he'll give the Prince for now*
Frey- I'm glad. ::Smiles genuinely, then shakes his head.:: I made them for you, keep them.
Roy: ...Like I was gonna share these anyway! Get yer own cookies! *triumphantly turns his back to him* Heheh, I bet yer real jealous now...
Frey- ::Stifles a laugh, so Roy doesn't get annoyed.:: ... I am, they turned out well.
Roy: Too bad ya just HAD to give 'em away... bwahahaha, that'll teach ya! *marches away happily*
Frey- Mhm. ::Watches him go with a slightly bemused expression... at least it went decently well, then wanders off to find something to do.::