Jeff, God of Biscuits, Thursday Morning

[rebelseekspizza]

Kathy was in town to teach her workshop, and while Dante had promised to tag along, fuck, he could basically dream all of her feminism lectures by now. Not going anywhere near the actual class.

Which left him with some time to kill in Fandom.

And that meant...

"Anything you got with strawberries on it," Dante told the lady behind the counter, grinning, "Give me at least two. Maybe three."

He slid his hand into the pockets of his extremely red leather coat to grab his wallet. "I got cash and everything."

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[that_oldsaying]

Alluka had spied him through the windows of the shop and, well, it was never a bad time for pastries.

Never!

She slipped inside as he was placing his order, hoping to surprise him.

"I'll have what he's having," she chirped. "But in chocolate!"

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante half-turned immediately at the sound of her voice. "'Luka!" he called. "Holy shit! Come over here!"

He was already holding his arms out for a hug.

[that_oldsaying]

Smart man!

Because, yes, Alluka was flinging herself at him for a hug. Today, she was wearing yellow with pink striped tights.

She'd felt like colour today.

"Dante!" she said, beaming. "What are you doing here?!"

Not that she minded, given the hug he was getting.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Kathy's teaching a class!" Dante said, hugging her tightly. "Figured I'd tag along."

[that_oldsaying]

She laughed.

"I knew she was teaching," Alluka said, giggling. "When I talked to her last she mentioned going for dinner after her class! I thought I'd go see her after class!"

[rebelseekspizza]

"You should, she's gonna be happy to see you," Dante said, grinning. He pulled back. "How've you been?"

[that_oldsaying]

"I've been good," she said, beaming up at him. "Busy with the new semester! And, and I'm glad you're here, since I was thinking of calling you!"

[rebelseekspizza]

"What're you doing this semester?" Dante asked, grinning.

[that_oldsaying]

"I've got a scavenger hunt class," she said, delighted. "And arts and crafts!"

Sure, they were simple classes but Alluka adored things like that.

"And, and there's always the Wednesday things! Yesterday I had to drink a milkshake to help my team!"

The horrors. The pain. The tragedy.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Oh, no, not a milkshake," Dante said, laughing, as he took his pastries from the counter. "Fuck, tell me it wasn't banana, though."

[that_oldsaying]

"No," she said, beaming as her pastries were being set out. "It was chocolate! The guy was supposed to give us whatever he felt like?"

Alluka felt she'd gotten off really well!

[rebelseekspizza]

"Chocolate's still not as great as strawberry," Dante informed her, and then bit down on a piece of strawberry cheesecake.

[that_oldsaying]

Alluka just gave him a look to convey just how incredibly wrong he was about that as she paid for her pastries.

"Are we stilling inside?" she asked.

Chocolate was far superior.

[rebelseekspizza]

"What?" Dante said, through a mouthful of strawberry.

[that_oldsaying]

"Sitting," she said loftily, like she hadn't typoed tripped over her words. "Inside. Honestly, Dante! They won't run away!"

Hopefully?

[rebelseekspizza]

"Yeah, sure."

Only then did he swallow back that bite. Etiquette and Dante had never gone well together.

"You can tell me all about how the island's been and shit."

[that_oldsaying]

"Only if you want to hear about it," she said, amused as she gathered her pastries and headed for a table by the windows.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Duh," Dante said, "I haven't seen you in like, an age, and you're hangin' around here, so..."

He followed her.