fandomtownies | The Magpie Emporium, Monday [13/03]

Speaking of the gremlins and their fungus game, Steph was a little later than usual coming in today because... well, she'd been having fun trawling Tumblr for reactions to a certain TV show's season finale from people who weren't familiar with the original source material.

"Wow," she said as she took in the scene and set the breakfast sandwiches and coffee down on the counter. "Looks like they were having fun. Little Bot, did you have anything to do with this?"

Little Bot, carefully circling around a displacer beast and gelatinous cube locked in a fearsome epic plush struggle, beeped a denial.

"Huh."

It was because giraffes were suss as fuck, wasn't it?

"Someone has to be doing this," Because the alternatives were not great. "But we don't actually have a suspect."

Oh, totally. Honestly she'd been having fun all season quietly cackling over people's wildly off base theories.

"I think we can rule the gremlins out, and it isn't Saffron's style," Steph agreed. "And it definitely wasn't like this yesterday when I left. I mean, I kind of like the vibe but I have Concerns, you know?"

You could actually hear that capital C.

The kind of cackling that usually had Vi worrying for her players.

"Yes, if it was Saffron we'd definitely know," she agreed, leaning her chin on Steph's shoulder. "It's a mystery."

But Steph was such a considerate GM! She always gave her players so much to do!

"Oh god, are all the minis okay?" Steph frowned as she leaned back against Vi. "The cubes haven't eaten any of them, have they?"

Yes, yes she did. Some might say that was part of the problem.

"Far as I could tell they're all accounted for."

More like part of the fun.

According to Steph.

"Good, because if they're suddenly inside some of those guys --" she gestured toward a cluster of gelatinous cubes -- "we might have an actual problem on our hands."

Well, Steph would say that.

"I did a head count," Vi said, not that it stopped her from reaching for a cube and giving it an experimental squeeze. Still squishy all the way through.

Obviously. But then she would also freely admit she was a little bit evil as a GM.

"Have I mentioned I love your attention to detail?" Steph asked, wondering if the plushie cubes had acidic stuffing somehow -- look, it made about as much sense as all the dungeon corridors being perfectly square -- as she picked up another cube and poked gingerly at it.

This was actually not remotely innuendo at all, Vi.

Vi had gotten that impression, yes.

"Sometimes," Vi said, grinning at her. "Usually pretty loudly."

That totally was, oops.

Well, at least it wasn't a dealbreaker!

Speaking of loudly, Steph let out a long, dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes playfully for effect. "You're pretty proud of yourself, huh?"

Not that she was actually complaining.

It helped that Steph was usually doing her most evil GMing for other people.

"When it comes to making you happy? Always."

Which Vi had probably been privy to often enough to appreciate not being subject to it very much.

"I am notoriously picky," Steph allowed, looking thoughtful. "So you know what, that's totally fair."

That Mikey was still willing to play with her was a sign of true friendship.

"I thought so," Vi said, grinning besottedly at her.

Then biffed her in the head with a cube plushie.

That he was still willing to play with her after years of her not only repeatedly trying (and frequently succeeding) to kill Elamon, but hitting him with the brunt of her worst emotional trauma, even.

"Dude!" Steph yelped, laughing, and tried to shove her own cube plushie into Vi's face.

Exactly. Mikey was the true hero in all this.

And so Vi's own laughter was muffled by a plushie. "Help!"

Oh, no, the consequences of her actions!

Hey, if he hadn't convinced Steph to start gaming again she wouldn't be here now, so yeah. He kind of really was.

"And so the famous and badass adventurer Vi met the same inglorious fate as many an adventurer before her, vanquished at last by one of the notorious gelatinous cubes," she declared dramatically, wrapping her free arm around Vi because gelatinous cubes were supposed to envelop poor hapless adventurers, after all.

Remind Vi to thank him...if she survived her encounter with the gelatinous cube.

"Nooooo," she cried, as her attempts to escape somehow drew her even closer to Steph.

"Oh, what a way to go," Steph continued in a dramatic old time newsreel announcer voice. "Ensnared by such a weird, relentless creature! The humanity!"

As she ruffled Vi's hair with the cube.

"Tell my cat I love her!" Vi made gasping noises as she sank into the embrace of the cube, which completely coincidentally left her face pressed against Steph's chest.

What completely random confluence of circumstances had led to this position? A mystery for the ages.

"Just your cat?" Steph asked, unable to keep a touch of light-hearted indignation out of her voice.

(Saffron, for the record, was glowering at them from atop the jigsaw puzzle shelves.

It was an absolutely terrible position for Vi to be in, simply the worst.

"I mean, I guess there's my girlfriend," she said. "But I don't want to risk her following me to my doom."

Steph wasn't a fan of it either! You could tell by the way she slid one hand around to cup the back of Vi's head and keep her right where she was.

"What makes you sure she isn't going to come after you because she's worried anyway?" she asked, nuzzling into Vi's hair.

Poor Vi, trapped forever in Steph's cleavage. Weep for her.

"Hadn't thought of that," she said, sounding a bit too pleased at the idea.

Clearly it was just an awful, terrible place for her to be! Steph thought it was the worst, because how else was anyone supposed to interpret her unwillingness to disentangle herself from Vi?

"Yeah, well, you should." Steph kissed the top of her head for emphasis. "Because like hell is she ever just going to just give up on you that way."

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