… I suppose I’d better go and restock the fridge because it’s been totally empty for a while now whoops.
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nocturne-prefect-emerl sent: Hey, Metaru~ I've been passing out cups of homemade peppermint hot chocolate all day, and I was wondering if you'd like some...*he grins* ...with or without the cup~? |
Uhh.
I feel like you’re suggesting something, but I don’t know what.
*Emerl just smiled and shook his head, turning Metal around to face him*
That’s fine. The focus isn’t really the presents anyway, it’s giving and being with the ones you love. Besides…*he gives the other robot a quick kiss* …you’re the only present I need~
*Okay, that kiss shut him up pretty quick when he was about to say something. One could say he practically melted.*
Mmf. If you say so.
(Source: tossedasideandforgotten)
nocturne-prefect-emerl replied to your post: *Suddenly there is a gizoid in a santa hat and…
*the orange robot chuckles and gently nuzzles the robotic hedgehog* Silly, it’s for Christmas. It’s a holiday where you spend time with friends and family and exchange gifts.
Oh. *Well, it was… cozy enough, he supposed? Robots didn’t really need scarves or anything, but it was a gift. Ears flip down just a little-* I don’t really.. have anything for you, though.
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nocturne-prefect-emerl sent: *Suddenly there is a gizoid in a santa hat and blue scarf behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist* Hey Metaru~! Merry Christmas~ I got you a little something... *he reaches into hammerspace and pulls out a long red scarf, wrapping it around your neck* |
Wha- *Oh. He lets the scarf be wrapped around his neck. momentarily blinking in confusion, before proceeding to completely ruin the mood.*
Er, thank you, but… what is this for, anyway?
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Anonymous sent: Dear person I hate, |
Dear person I hate,
I’m not joking around- come by here again and I’ll not let you off a second time.
Stay out unless you want your internal organs rearranged.
I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
(Source: wishtoconfess)
Oh, yeah, I’m a regular here. That girl at the register there, Marrissa, she’s familiar with me. She gives me a five percent discount every time I drop by, but don’t let her manager know, hehehe.
Ah. I see. *He resumed looking around until their food and drinks came. Oh! Well, it certainly smelled good. Usually Metal didn’t bother with food unless Emerl wanted him to eat something, so he turned his head and looked at it rather curiously.*
*Emerl couldn’t help but chuckle at that.*
Heh, alright….*he turns to the brown vixen behind the counter* Two of your gouda and bacon breakfast sandwiches, both with a pumpkin cinnamon latte, please. *the girl writes the order down, then goes to prepare it. Emerl leads Metal to a table to sit down and wait for their food*
*He frowned a little at that chuckling, but… Emerl didn’t mean anything bad by it, right? So he just followed the Gizoid over to the table and sat next to him, looking around the place with just his eyes- not really moving.*
Do you come here often, or something?
*The gizoid pushed open the cafe door, the ‘ting-a-ling’ of the little bell informing the owners of their arrival. The cafe was warm, inviting, and rather quiet in the mornings, with only a few elderly folk sitting at the tables and enjoying their morning meal. A brown vixen, looking to be about 17 years old or so, stood at the register with a smile on her face. Emerl walked up to the counter with Metal.*
You go ahead and order first, Metal.
*Metal took a look up at the menu above the counter, tilting his head a little. After a long, long few moments, the robot’s red eyes awkwardly slid over to look to the side, and he shrugged his shoulders again.*
Uh, I’ll just… get that.. thing you mentioned earlier.
