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Turtle & Canary; Friday [05/05].

Managing to snag that nap yesterday and going out with the guys had really done a lot to swing Prompto's mood (and his exhaustion!) in a more manageable way. It was a rare thing, these days, when he could celebrate the occasion of both him and his daughter managing to sleep through an entire night without interruption. So he was in a better mood than he had been for the last couple of weeks as he headed into the store for his shift, shaking his head and still impressed that, save for the missing Squishy Machine, the place looked like it hadn't been touched by werecreatures at all.

And the new cheese section looked great! And the cheese panda seemed really proud of his work on the battle field, and sort of touched that Prompto had asked him about it, really.

Apu was definitely giving him a little bit of a stink-eye still, though, and Prompto could only imagine it had something to do with Apu thinking his priorities were off because he'd, you know, chosen to just stay in and protect his home and family over the store, but whatever. Let him be mad about it. He was just going to appreciate and help with setting up some displays up front to celebrate Nail Day and maybe take the opportunity to pick out a few colors for himself, because honestly? Painting his nails felt like something he should have started doing ages ago....and, if he got started now, then he could could get good enough to pass that on to Noctra.

Like, excuse him a moment, he needed to be all squishy for a moment at the idea of future nail painting seshes with his daughter and generally being a little wibbly remembering just how tiny and precious her nails actually were right now, ohemgee.

Today's Squishy Flavors
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Liz definitely did appreciate that Noctra had managed to sleep through the night, it had also meant that she had had a rather pleasant morning with Noctra getting her dressed and fed.

Then she sent several photos of Noctra hi, someone quite enjoyed her sleep last night. How is everything there?

Prompto was idly shifting through some nail polish colors when his phone buzzed with Liz's text, and he read it with a snorting grin.

Hi! Glorious sleep all around last night!! 😴😴😴 I didn't think it was possible! Let's see how long it lasts us, tho 😅

things are good here, store looks like it was barely even touched. no squishies tho.

also, what do you think? am i more of a 'Midnight Sparkle' or a 'Glitter & Gold'? Ooooh, maybe a 'Quicksilver!'

Well, obviously, that last one was just a BIT on the nose there, buddy, geez.

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It would definitely be nice if it lasted, we’ll see how she goes tonight 🥰🥰🥰

no squishes - that must be rather strange to not have in the store but at least it’s only the squishes - will they take long to fix?

Oh those are all really nice colours. she added I think you suit all of them though, maybe you could get all of them? 🥰🥰🥰

Prompto took a moment, holding out his hand in front of him, to imagine how he would best distribute the three colors (alternating nails? try to do all three in layers? Something else?) and then nodded, before his attention shifted to his phone again.

i think you may be right. why pick when you could do all three??? it's nail day today , u know, figured i might as well celebrate!

and i asked apu if he knew, about the squishy machine, but he's ignoring me again. whatever 🙄🙄🙄

oh wow, I had no idea that was a thing. I haven’t painted my nails in so long Liz glanced at her bare nails for a moment maybe I should try painting them again?

he’s still ignoring you? Do you think he’ll ever just properly talk to you again?

apparently not until i start making more sacrifices for the store, so, yeah, no, looks like we're in for the long haul, because sorry buddy, i definitely got bigger priorities!!!

And with that and some more eyerolling out of the way, Prompto grinned at his phone with his next part:

I could paint 'em for you! I'll be practicing all day, i'll pretty much be an expert by the time i'm done here

toenails, too, maybe. turn it into a whole mani-pedi pampering situation. get some candles, some nice lotions

He was definitely leaning on the counter now, that grin gone a little dreamy as he started mapping out this potential evening.

your own personal prompto spa 😉

And him even rested enough that he probably wouldn't even fall asleep halfway through it!

oh wow, I’m sorry you have to deal with that. It can’t be easy having to put up with. I wish there was more I could do!

And then she grinned at the rest of it.

you know I think I might just take you up on that🥰🥰🥰🥰 That does sound really amazing and would definitely be a wonderful way to spend the evening, if you wouldn’t mind 🥰🥰🥰

Edited 2023-05-05 13:05 (UTC)

Prompto had to smile softly at the last part, even if the first part kind of made him wonder, that Liz seemed to kind of have more concern for things like his petty little squabbles with Apu and less on the things that really mattered, like his trouble sleeping lately or even just prioritizing during an invasion...

...but he was a lot more open to complaining about the petty squabbles. A lot less so, with the insomnia. So...

of course I wouldn't mind ❤

any requests? Or would you like to be surprised?

I think I would love to be surprised, thank you!!! 🥰🥰🥰 I’m looking forward to it!!!

I love you and miss you ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Someone still hadn't come to pick up his (very respectably sized) gun and so Stark decided he ought to to do that today. Who knew what might be lurking upcoming weekends (or weekdays) that might require a few pulse blasts?

"Hello, Prompto," he said when he walked in, eye immediately drawn to all those pretty polishes.

Prompto did tend to favor a lot of sparkly glittery ones, so a lot of those were pretty front and center. And even in his own hands.

"Oh, hey, Stark!" said Prompto, looking up when he heard someone coming in. It was nice to have someone come in! It seemed pretty quiet around here most Fridays, and it meant someone else to interact with beyond Apu's disparaging looks! "How's it going, man? How've you been?"

Stark did enjoy sparkly things and hadn't had his nails painted since he'd woken up as a woman this winter. Maybe he could consult his stylist about it!

"I turned into a very large and angry raccoon last week when I was here with Summer," Stark said with a sigh. "But other than that I've been well. How are you?"

Besides being in extreme sleep debt?

Hey, he'd caught up on his sleep! A little! Enough that he actually felt human again, himself, so that was nice.

"Oh, man," Prompto said, grinning a little, the sort of grin that felt kind of bad for being a grin in the first place, "you were involved in the whole Epic Destruction of the T&C, huh? I've only heard stories; I was staying well out of it."

And give him all the dirty looks about it you wanted, Apu, he had much more important things to defend and protect, dammit!

"Really glad it's over," he said. "Sorry you had to go through all that, though. But I've been good!"

Well, besides the sleep debt, yeah. And the nightmares. And the trauma tied to, you know, being transformed into something violent and destructive and terrible against your will........

.....he was really, really avoiding even acknowledging how much of a good thing it was that he had a good excuse to bunker down and just wait that one out, yeaaah.

"Really good! You know, Noctra and work's been keeping me busy, but better busy than not, right?"

Because not busy meant the thoughts could sneak up on you.

"I was meant to be helping combat the destruction. Things did not go as planned," Stark said dryly.

He hadn't planned on Summer knocking him out repeatedly, for instance! Or being followed by his raccoon cultists.

"I'm glad you've been good busy. It helps, sometimes, staying busy." Less time for thinking! "I'm looking forward to summer classes starting next week. Something to keep me occupied. How is Noctra?"

"Ohmygod," Prompto said, slightly gushing, with a slight bit of warning to it as he shook his head as if to warn Stark that he was really going to be in for it if he really got him going on that topic, "amazing. She even slept all through the night last night, and that's after having a nap earlier that day, too!"

Would his response be as glowing and charmed right now if the opposite had been true?

....yeah, probably. Just with a lot more yawns.

And then Prompto was reaching for his phone.

"Wanna see some pictures?"

Don't do it, Stark! It was a trap! An adorable, precious, how-many-pictures-can-you-even-take-of-one-single-child trap!!

"I would like to see some pictures," Stark confirmed. He fell right into the trap!

He also picked up a lovely metallic blue bottle of polish to admire and fidget with.

Don't say the narrative didn't warn you, Stark! But he was going to get the same deal that Annie did at the bar last night, Prompto just pulling up one of the many folders of Noctra pictures and handing his phone over to Stark to just scroll through them, because, good lord, were there a lot, and it would just be easier for everyone involved.

"Those first ones were from just yesterday," he said. "We were working on push-ups."

Or Noctra was just doing what babies her age did and trying to figure out how limbs worked and could potentially hold her up, but Prompto thought it kinda looked like doing push-ups, so he just ran with it. Gladio would be proud!

"But there's definitely a lot in there. And now that the weather's getting nice and she's a little older now, I'm really looking forward to getting her out and seeing more of the world, you know?"

Stark set the bottle of nail polish down on the counter and took the phone to admire the baby properly.

"Perhaps she can go to the gym. It's very popular on Tuesdays," Stark suggested, grinning. "Once she's a little bigger."

How cute would she be posed by the weights, Prompto? SO CUTE.

"I hope she enjoys getting to go out more. There's plenty to see, here."

And babies would probably love the teal deer and the flamingos because of the bright colors!

"I'm honestly surprised Gladio hasn't been telling me she needs to get out there and start gettin' them gains, already," Prompto noted with a faint chuckle. "I'm almost afraid to ask him to babysit, we'll come home to find her surrounded by dumbbells, protein powder, and Cup Noodle^TM.

"And it'll be good," he added, with a nod, although something went a bit reluctant in his voice, "getting her out to see more than just the apartment and the Photo Hut, but, you know...weeks like last week? Definitely make a guy pretty nervous about it."

Again, not exactly loving the thought that he had to be packing to be taking her anywhere around the island, but it helped, reminding himself that at least Fandom would be safer than someplace like Eos had been...

"Gladio does love to share his noodles," Stark said with a faint smile.

"I think anyone here would help you protect her if needed," he added. "I know I would if I could. Which reminds me, is my gun behind the counter?"

Prompto's mind was so firmly on Baby at the moment, and the thought that he'd much rather just not end up in a situation where his baby would even need that kind of protection that Stark's question sort of threw him for a moment.

"Your...gun?" he asked, blinking for a moment before the switch went on in his head. "Oh! Right! I was...kind of wondering about that, actually."

Prompto leaned back a little to fish underneath some of the stuff under the counter until he finally pulled out the gun with a little tag tied to it that said 'Hold for Stark.'

"Was that a special order, or something?" he wondered, as he set it down on the counter. "Pretty sweet piece. It's one of those, like....bolt blasters, right? That uses energy instead of bullets? Man, I gotta get myself one of those. I love how compact it is! Especially compared to some of the stuff I used to lug around, but, then again, there's also a lot to be said about a gun with a some really nice weight to it, you know?"

"It got left behind last week," Stark explained. "After I was attacked and turned into the large and angry raccoon."

He nodded, pleased to have someone commenting on the gun that wasn't saying it was tiny and toy-like.

"I ordered it from the gun shop. Not recently. It's a pulse pistol, from home. It's easy to carry. Easy to conceal."

"Yeah," Prompto gave a little bit of a rueful snort at that, a shake of his head. "Definitely had to keep stuff like that in mind once I stopped being able to just..."

He gave his wrist a little flick in the air before it turned into a finger gun and he shot an imaginary bullet into the air with a pew, and then a sigh, after he tilted that finger gun back and imagined twirling an actual one and moved his hand to holster it.

"Magically-concealed weapons, man," he shook his head. "Great in concept, but it sucks when you suddenly can't access that anymore."

"You had magic weapons?" Stark asked curiously. "Like Jane's? Or just magic that let you conceal them? I've always just had to carry mine the usual way. When I've had any to begin with."

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