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The Perk- Sunday afternoon

Sabine had just stopped in at the Perk for a bit to sketch before heading into her warehouse, and found a window seat where she could work and people watch while drinking her coffee.

She was maybe not prepared for the pair of teal reindeer that wandered past the window, but after her conversation last week, she did say aloud, "I knew it was better this way."

[Had to. Open!]

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Two days in a row with a Prompto getting caffeinated? Perhaps if he hopped in here again tomorrow, people might want to start worrying, but, as it was, it just meant that there were two days in a row where Prompto'd been out filling his camera with photos. After Sparkle's warning yesterday, though, he was a little disappointed that the only 'weird' thing that he could find today was that the deer around the islands seem to have...upgraded? Either way, he definitely needed to get pictures of them, they were majestic as hell. And a good photo-taking day called for a nice caffeinated treat, yes.

So after getting himself a cup of something nice and sugary (but with skim milk, don't judge! This was not a good habit to get into), he had to mosey on over to his big sib to say hi.

"Yo, Sabine, what's up?"

"The reindeer here are great," she replied. "How about you?"

She'd maybe been drawing them. They were getting incorporated into something, somehow.

"Is that what they're called?" asked Prompto excitedly, grinning as he waved his camera a little with his non-coffee'd hand. "I've been getting shots of them all day; I love their antlers! I got some pretty good ones, too, if I do say so myself. Better to shoot than the icicle stuff," he'd already forgotten their name yesterday, "a lot more interesting with living subjects, y'know?"

"The tinsel? I got some good ones of that, but I'm more used to capturing motion anyway." True, that motion was usually explosions, but whatever. "I wonder what tomorrow's going to be."

"Oh, man, who knows?" Prompto's grin went a little lopsided with eagerness. "I hope it's good, though. I heard all this stuff goes on like this all the way until Christmas."

...whenever exactly that was. Like, he knew it was coming, obviously, but beyond that?

"That's potentially a lot of things," Sabine said slowly.

Mainly she didn't trust the island not to make it weird after a while.

...yeah, the island was probably definitely going to make it weird after a while.

Prompto, meanwhile, being only two days in and finding both days pretty great, could only lift his brows speculatively. "Think we can handle it?"

"We don't have much of a choice," she said, "but if it happens every year, then it can't be too bad, right? Someone probably would have said something about it by now."

That was a cute thought.

"Yeah, exactly," sweet, naive, oh-so-new-and-shiny-still Prompto agreed with enthusiasm. "Someone would have totally warned us if it was anything, like, terrible."

At least he felt Sparkle should have, since they were talking about it yesterday, so if anything bad did happen...oh, man, not cool, dude. Not cool.

"Whatever we get, though," he added, "it'll sure be better than punching soccer moms."

Because she, at least, would understand where that one was coming from.

"I don't understand that at all," Sabine said immediately, like she'd been waiting to go off on that. "Nothing's that important! Why would I want to punch a soccer mom in a situation I would never get into in the first place?"

And a reaction like that was exactly why he'd said anything at all. Prompto grinned, mostly out of relief to know that at least one person in the world got it.

"You know," he added, "I'm not even sure I really know what a soccer mom is, even."

"Apparently it's a suburban mom who takes her kids to soccer." She'd looked it up. "I can save my punching for better targets, thank you."

"Man," said Prompto after a moment, shaking his head, "I think that class is just teaching us more about Mr. Deadpool and Ms. Carlysle than it is about the Circle of Life."

Well, except for that song. Whiiiiiiich was now stuck in his head again.

"And none of it is anything we probably want to know."

"I try to block a lot of it out," Sabine admitted. "Like if I don't listen too closely, I can pretend the more worrying parts didn't happen."

"That's...not a bad strategy, actually," Prompto nodded with an approving grin. "And, hey, at least we've only got a few weeks left of it, right? And then probably on to something just as bizarre next semester."

"I'd say we could easily avoid it by not signing up but I'm pretty sure the moose signed me up for some of my classes," she sighed.

She had no evidence it was the moose. But why in the world would she not blame the moose?

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