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just wanna hide my face in your neck and take a nap
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I could never. Never ever be sick of you Lussy! You are one of my favorite people!
*sots cross legged on the floor* Attention. Now. Please and thanks.
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*bounces on her toes before diving into it and nestling her way into the pile of softness and his scent* yessssss this is it~
*sots cross legged on the floor* Attention. Now. Please and thanks.
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*turns slowly wide eyed and smiling* YEAH?!
*sots cross legged on the floor* Attention. Now. Please and thanks.
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*giggles and leans into her touch* Yay!!!!
*sots cross legged on the floor* Attention. Now. Please and thanks.
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*sots cross legged on the floor* Attention. Now. Please and thanks.
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She squeals a moment before kissing back, leg kicking up behind her as she holds his cheeks.
"Batty! I missed you too! It's okay~ A lot was happening to me too."
She smiles wide at him and coos softly.
I want my bug. I want my tree. I want my cloud. I want my loves....
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Roryyy I'm having a tea party, you should come!
Yessssssssss
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Rora for the soul <3
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The Walls Hold Secrets
Aurora woke early, with the urge to make muffins for everyone, as a breakfast treat. Yet still half asleep and not quite fully aware of her surroundings, she stumbles into a wall and mumbles a sleepy apology. "Sorry. Didn't mean to run into you."
To her utter surprise, the wall talks back, "Not to worry sweet ghoulette. Happens more times than you think."
Aurora steps back and blinks blankly, Mountains words slowly coming back to her, ringing through her mind. 'The Abbey is alive.' It was something he had said tipsy and she hadn't taken it to heart at the time. "You can talk..." she whispers in awe.
A rumble, soft and close to a chuckle surrounds her. "Indeed I can."
It takes Aurora a moment to collect herself as she looks around. The sun isn't even up yet, let alone the rest of the ghouls. Which leaves her in the sole company of the Abbey. She lets out a slow breath, processing. "I- Uh- Sorry, that was rude. Um... How are you?"
Another rumble. "No one's asked me that in years." Aurora slowly starts towards the kitchen as the Abbey's voice follows around her. "But thank you for your concern, sweet ghoulette."
"Aurora," she corrects.
"Oh, I know."
That catches her by surprise. "You know?"
"I know everyone who comes and goes in the Abbey, dear."
"Oh-" she whispers as she pulls out the ingredients for muffins. She shifts the conversation back to her earlier question. "You never answered my question. How are you? Is there anything that you'd like repaired or changed?"
"That's kind of you dear. The storage rooms have a few cracks and dents in the walls. The common room needs a new color desperately. The baby poop color is not working. The foyer's chandelier needs to be fixed. The kitchen has some cracks in the ceiling-"
"Okay, okay, hold on," Aurora giggles, moving to grab a notebook. "Let me write this down." She flips open a notebook and retrieves pen, quickly jotting down what the Abbey had told her. "So the storage room has cracks and dents in the walls, the common room needs a new color- what kind of color?"
"A deep jewel tone... burgandy would be nice."
Aurora jots that down and continues going through her list. "The foyer chandiler and kitchen ceiling. Anything else?"
"Oh, Swiss's bed needs to be repaired, and the wall it's up against is scratched. It should get a fresh coat of paint," the Abbey continues.
Aurora froze, her head snapping up, "Huh?"
The rumble she's quickly getting used to happens again. "I'm alive, Aurora. I know who comes and goes as well as all that happens in the Abbey."
The words sink this time. The Abbey knows about everyones... escapades. Suddenly Mountain's fantasy of doing in the woods sounds a lot more appealing. Her face colors slightly just thinking about it.
The rumble happens again. "Yes, sweet ghoulette. I know what goes on behind closed doors."
Her curiosity spikes and she raises a questioning eyebrow as she mixes the ingredients for muffins. That's all it takes to prompt the Abbey to continue. Tales of Rain, Dewdrop and Mountain. Of how Rain is royalty. Of how Phantom finds comfort in a shirt left by Aether.
Slowly, one by one, the other ghoulettes trickled into the kitchen, silently listening in. It doesn't take long for Dewdrop to join them claiming his 'gossip senses were tingling'. The ghoulettes exchange a look and laugh but no one can counter his words. They were gossiping after all.
Later that day the ghouls come together and fix the things that the Abbey mentioned, not without making a mess of course. Dewdrop and Swiss covered in paint from head to toe. Phantom with spackling paste smeared on his cheek. Mountain with dust and cobwebs in his hair from fixing the chandler. All throughout it, the Abbey talks to the ghouls and soon the morning gossiping sessions become a tradition.
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Has anyone said anything about Aurora discovering the shower head or shall I continue?
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*savors every single one of them and kisses back when she can, smitten to all Hell at the other*
I want my bug. I want my tree. I want my cloud. I want my loves....
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Siblings first hunt
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Have some Swiss and Lus and Rora singing
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I love youuuuuuu *bouncing around happily squealing with joy*
I want my bug. I want my tree. I want my cloud. I want my loves....
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The new summons reporting for gardening duty
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