[As much as Caviar loves to complain about how weird hair is in general, there is no denying that his is, in fact, very soft.
But enough about what a great bed he makes, he's far too proud of himself to keep quiet on this one.]
It's how ya get the bird seed to stick. [Duh.] Figured if I can't eat him, then he can wake up to a bunch of critters snackin' on him. Just...not in a lethal way, for my mate.
[With Sparkling safely snuggled up, Caviar's going to end this night with a nice stroll back to The Grapevine. He feels like they deserve it.]
[You know, that...is utterly riduculous, and because of that it's something Sparkling has little trouble believing Caviar actually did. More importantly, it's harmless...more of a prank than an actual punishment. Sparkling almost wishes he could see the outcome, but he trusts Caviar when he says that it was worth doing.
He doubts Kaito will appreciate it all that much, but perhaps it has taught him a valuable lesson about what he puts on the internet...]
There's no need to apologize, Caviar. I know you were just looking out for me when I couldn't look out for myself.
[He stretches his wings out a little, laying flat across the top of his hair.]
When we get back to the Grapevine, I'd like to make you a new drink I've been working on. Vodka, with grapefruit and lime juice, and a salted rim. It's called the "Salty Dog".
[With Sparkling taking over the majority of his head now, he might feel the way Caviar's ears perk and twitch at this news. He slows down, even though he's proud of his silly little prank, a part of him still feels as though he doesn't deserve any sort of reward thanks to his earlier behavior.]
That...are ya sure about that? It's an awfully kind gesture for someone who almost...y'know...
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Date: 2022-11-16 06:09 am (UTC)But enough about what a great bed he makes, he's far too proud of himself to keep quiet on this one.]
It's how ya get the bird seed to stick. [Duh.] Figured if I can't eat him, then he can wake up to a bunch of critters snackin' on him. Just...not in a lethal way, for my mate.
[With Sparkling safely snuggled up, Caviar's going to end this night with a nice stroll back to The Grapevine. He feels like they deserve it.]
And...I'm sorry if I made you worry...
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Date: 2022-11-16 06:20 am (UTC)He doubts Kaito will appreciate it all that much, but perhaps it has taught him a valuable lesson about what he puts on the internet...]
There's no need to apologize, Caviar. I know you were just looking out for me when I couldn't look out for myself.
[He stretches his wings out a little, laying flat across the top of his hair.]
When we get back to the Grapevine, I'd like to make you a new drink I've been working on. Vodka, with grapefruit and lime juice, and a salted rim. It's called the "Salty Dog".
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Date: 2022-11-16 06:33 am (UTC)That...are ya sure about that? It's an awfully kind gesture for someone who almost...y'know...
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Date: 2022-11-16 06:38 am (UTC)[He explains, his voice quiet as Caviar makes his way.]
Mixing drinks is one of my favorite things to do, while yours is drinking them. Am I wrong?