The Park, Sunday Morning

[future_sandworm]

Leto had a portal booked for this evening, and until then he was going to enjoy the day as much as he could, probably doing as little as possible. Right now he was leaning back on a bench, eyes closed, head tilted backwards a little. The dry air of Arrakis was more comfortable to him, but autumn in Fandom brought back nostalgic memories that were close enough in time for him to enjoy them, and very much his own.

He opened his eyes and watched the flamingos by the pond, smiling, wondering if Hania was ever going to insist playing croquet with them again.

[Expecting one, but can be open before that, and it's a very open park]

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[myownface]

"I don't think she minded too much? It isn't like she actually had to eat the pickle," Sparkle mused, smiling Leto's way. "I might never live it down, anyway..."

[future_sandworm]

"Oh, I could tell Hania. She'd be really excited and never forget to ask you about it."

Leto managed to look completely serious.

[myownface]

"I mean, that'd be a story I'm sure she'd love to hear," Sparkle laughed. "I mean, she'd probably be the one telling most of it by the end anyway."

[future_sandworm]

"Oh, probably," Leto said. "And be disappointed that you're not able to turn into a weasel at will."

He squeezed his arm around Sparkle tighter. "So, any other news than the temporary animal transformation?"

[myownface]

"I mean, being able to turn into a weasel at will would be pretty sweet," Sparkle laughed. "Beyond that, though?" He shrugged, grinning. "Nah, mostly just looking out for people."

Everybody else got guests and ghosts. He got fur.

[future_sandworm]

"That can be good news around here."

Leto turned his head and briefly buried his face in Sparkle's hair.

"I've missed you. I wish I could say I have a surprise, but I don't this time."

[myownface]

"No news is good news," Sparkle agreed, leaning back against him and smiling happily. "Does turning back from a weasel count as a surprise? I didn't exactly have time to plan anything."

And he was pretty certain he couldn't offer his pile of garbage food to anybody and have it be taken the same way it would have been while he was an animal, so he wasn't even mentioning that one.