[closed] all i want for christmas
Who: Yachiru and... Kenpachi!
When: Christmas Day
Where: A bakery/sweet shop near the marketplace.
Format: Paragraph.
What: A reunion!
Warnings: All the feelings. We have them.
There was no particular reason for Yachiru to go out visiting her favorite bake shops and candy stores today. It wasn't as if she didn't already have enough a mountain of sweets at home, gifts from all the friends and family all over Anatole. But the fact was, she felt a little restless. And while the was quite possibly owing to those large amounts of sugar she had already consumed today, there was also... something else. A feeling she knew, a feeling she had been hoping for every single day since the last time she felt it over a year ago. A feeling that was at once vague and extremely specific. It was something she had felt moment of her life from the day she was named until that day a little over a year ago when she had searched the ruins to no avail. It was hard to be sure of such a feeling, for Yachiru at least, because it was part of her natural state. The absence of it was the strangeness of her life for the last thirteen months. It was hard to be certain, but if nothing else, everything just felt more right today. But not quite right yet. And it was that feeling of not-quite-rightness that drove her today to get up on her feet, to pack her cat and rabbit into her wagon and go out wandering in the city.
She clacked along the cobbled streets for some time, Lilla and Pachi placidly napping despite the slightly bumpy ride - they'd gotten used to things like this long ago - and made the rounds of all her favorite stalls at the marketplace and stores in the commercial district. It was hunger that brought her into the bakery where she now sat, happily eating the sparkly, sprinkled cookies the proprietor had given her out of the tin of yesterday's baking - a common practice for most candy and bake shop owners in the area, since they learned that it was much more peaceable if they fed her - and sort of... waiting. She had the overwhelming feeling that something great was about to happen, but she didn't want to jump to conclusions. The mist had tricked her before. But in front of the seat across from her at the little cafe table she had set out one of her sparkly cookies, a place setting for someone yet to arrive.
When: Christmas Day
Where: A bakery/sweet shop near the marketplace.
Format: Paragraph.
What: A reunion!
Warnings: All the feelings. We have them.
There was no particular reason for Yachiru to go out visiting her favorite bake shops and candy stores today. It wasn't as if she didn't already have enough a mountain of sweets at home, gifts from all the friends and family all over Anatole. But the fact was, she felt a little restless. And while the was quite possibly owing to those large amounts of sugar she had already consumed today, there was also... something else. A feeling she knew, a feeling she had been hoping for every single day since the last time she felt it over a year ago. A feeling that was at once vague and extremely specific. It was something she had felt moment of her life from the day she was named until that day a little over a year ago when she had searched the ruins to no avail. It was hard to be sure of such a feeling, for Yachiru at least, because it was part of her natural state. The absence of it was the strangeness of her life for the last thirteen months. It was hard to be certain, but if nothing else, everything just felt more right today. But not quite right yet. And it was that feeling of not-quite-rightness that drove her today to get up on her feet, to pack her cat and rabbit into her wagon and go out wandering in the city.
She clacked along the cobbled streets for some time, Lilla and Pachi placidly napping despite the slightly bumpy ride - they'd gotten used to things like this long ago - and made the rounds of all her favorite stalls at the marketplace and stores in the commercial district. It was hunger that brought her into the bakery where she now sat, happily eating the sparkly, sprinkled cookies the proprietor had given her out of the tin of yesterday's baking - a common practice for most candy and bake shop owners in the area, since they learned that it was much more peaceable if they fed her - and sort of... waiting. She had the overwhelming feeling that something great was about to happen, but she didn't want to jump to conclusions. The mist had tricked her before. But in front of the seat across from her at the little cafe table she had set out one of her sparkly cookies, a place setting for someone yet to arrive.