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The Cute And Fluffy Halloween Meme

The Cute And Fluffy Halloween Meme

[The Rules]

1. Post as your characters, and write down the name, canon, preferences, etc.

2. Choose a prompt, or any combinations of prompts. You can just make up your own prompt, too.

3. Tag away, and be excellent to each other!

[Prompt List]

1. Halloween Shopping - Let's go buy witch hats, costumes, and food!

2. Halloween Cooking - Try making all those yummy halloween delights! Can you make that pumpkin cake actually look like a pumpkin?

3. Trick or Treating - Don't worry, all the candy is perfectly safe. Even the enchanted ones are quite safe, and will just do cute and safe things like make people float for a couple of minutes, or make them have a crush on any nearby person for about 30 seconds. They may also turn people orange or make them giggle for about 2 minutes.

4. The Haunted House - Filled with cute ghosts and other things that go bump in your night. Oh, my, is that your character's dearly departed mother, taking this occasion to come and visit her child?

5. The Costume Party - Fun for the whole family. Even if they magically turn into their costumes, nothing really dangerous happens - If you want your character to be a cute fluffy vampire or werewolf for a few hours, feel free to do so!

6. Wildcard/Make up your own prompts!

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[Well, they'll inevitably have to explain themselves. When the time comes, he'll leave the smacking to her. ~~That's like a perk right.~~]

Why's that so funny? Is it because I'm not an old, wrinkly guy? Do I need a big beard or something?

[Some good mental images there. Have fun with those, Rita.]

[Rita's certainly not going to hide it like some weirdo. The others will just have to deal (and it's definitely a perk to be...persuasive like that).

And oh, the mental images. Rita's grins widens as she taps her chin.]

Yeah, you should've added one of those. With a big shiny ribbon, too.

You think? Since I guess you're the expert, if we do this next year, I should just let you pick my costume.

[Yuri returns the grin, giving his a mischievous twist.]

As long as I get to choose yours.

[Sounds like a totally fair deal. Yep, yep.]

Mm-!

[Wow she'll totally pretend that wasn't a weird noise (and that she doesn't make a weird face to go with it).

After all, if she actually considers it...he wouldn't pick something too bad, so maybe it'd be worth it. Maybe?!

Tentatively, she gives her agreement.]

I...guess... As long as it's not something like your outfits!

[Huh. He sort of figured she was going to reject the idea right off the bat — but then she went and agreed, plus had the absolute nerve to make fun of his fashion sense. Ridiculous.

Yuri actually chuckles.]

Really? What's wrong with those?

[The noise of the city begins to grow louder as they walk, signaling their approach to the bustling hub of Fortune's Market.]

Isn't it obvious?

[She says it even though it's...obvious that it isn't obvious. She clears her throat first before she starts talking, while they weave their way around the growing crowds.]

I mean, I guess your regular clothes aren't bad. [Rita can't really pin down why she herself wouldn't wear them, but she...likes them on him.

...Oh, is she blushing again? She clears her throat again, just because.]

I-it's the other stuff...like that thing you wear at the bath. I felt sweaty just looking at you.

[The one obvious part is that they do have quite different styles; it'd be more than a little weird to see her dressed up like him. Hearing that his regular clothes "aren't bad" is good enough. Onward to teasing.]

Sweat is gonna be the least of your problems. Just imagine all the weird and embarrassing things I could have you wear.

[That he won't, because it would be easy enough for her to get him back. But Rita can reason that out herself.]

[His outfit works for him, but it would look weird on her. It does make Rita think that dressing Yuri up in something she would wear would be pretty funny, though.

But before she can amuse herself too much with that thought, she takes the bait and sputters back at him.]

H-hey! I'm not wearing anything like--you wouldn't dare!

[Glancing around at the passersby, Yuri spots a woman wearing a rather skimpy, frilly outfit. He can't tell what she's supposed to be, exactly; his best guess is a sexy goldfish. This makes for good fodder, though.]

Like what? That?

[With some effort, he keeps his voice deadpan.]

Be hard to pull off.

[Except not so much in the literal sense. But, of course, Yuri is not so lewd that the thought occurs to him.]

[Some part of Rita can appreciate...some of the outfit. Of course, the whole idea is that she'd never wear the thing as-is.]

What's that supposed to mean?

[She fixes him with a glare. But he's not Raven, so the literal sense doesn't occur to her, either.]

I could handle that if I wanted to.

[Yuri raises both eyebrows, and he can't help but smile a little.]

Really. Well, I'll just have to keep that in mind.

[They've made their way to Fortune's Market's turf, now, and the first feature is a big, black box set on a raised platform. It has several holes cut into it, with little numbered curtains obscuring each opening. The sign above reads: Pick a number… if you dare!

Yuri gives Rita a glance.]

Ooooh. Do you dare?

You--you don't have to!

[Her voice reaches an impressive pitch, but she'll plot her revenge...later.

For now--face still pink--she narrows her eyes at him.]

Aren't you supposed to be the daring guy?

[Not that it'll necessarily stop her.]

Besides, it's a just a box. There's no way Fortune's Market would put anything dangerous in there.

[So she has no problem reaching for one of the numbers: 21.]

Yeah. I'm sure you're right.

[So he says in a funny, sort of ominous way. Lack of danger notwithstanding, he's OK with her picking first and being the guinea pig.

Once Rita's hand is inside the box, nothing happens for a second. Then what feels like a cold, slimy tendril begins to coil lightly around her palm.]

[She snorts and feels around with her hand for a moment, expecting some kind of prize.

...But that's definitely not the kind she wants, and she immediately tries to yank her hand back with a shriek.]

Gyaaah! W-what is it?!

[Her hand slides out easily, but there's a bit of clear, sticky residue clinging to it. When she screams, Yuri gives a small jolt of surprise, and instinctively takes a few protective steps toward her. He exhales quietly when he sees that her hand is OK. ~~Not that he was worried or anything!!~~]

Hey, I couldn't see it. What did it feel like?

Like I'm gonna blast whoever put this thing together!

[Her heart is pounding way too fast over a stupid box! She grips his hand with her not-gross one and turns back to him for a slightly better response. ~~Totally believable, yes.~~]

Ugh... It felt like a monster straight out of a swamp or something.

[She puncuates it by holding up her hand, scowling at the goo on it.]

So do you dare?

[He nods.]

There's no way they'd have two nasty things in a row.

[Such is the logic he relies upon as he reaches inside number 20. A few seconds later, he pulls out a sparkler. He holds it out to show her, and as he does, the thing lights itself — like magic. It issues some orange-colored sparks and gives off a pleasant warmth. Yuri stares at the display, not looking all too impressed.]

Yay.

You're willing to bet on that?

[Well. Good thing they didn't make an actual bet out of it. Rita scowls, because it's both unimpressive and also better than what she got.]

I thought these guys were supposed to be some big shots! Idiots.

[With an expression of disgust, she goes to wipe her hand off on the curtain again.]

Maybe they ran out of the good stuff already.

[Nobody appears to be supervising the box, so there's a chance it got ransacked. It's certainly not getting much attention from the crowd, which supports the theory. It almost feels like a total loss, but once the sparkler dies and Yuri takes a few steps to toss it out, he's pelted in the back by a handful of candy.

He turns his head in surprise to see a short fellow in a jester costume bounding away.]

Guy's fast…

[Yuri shakes his head, then glances down at the candy spilled around his feet. Most of it consists of small wrapped pieces of chocolate, caramel, and taffy. He stoops to pick one up.]

Would you eat this?

What a bunch of amateurs...

[Rita's impression of the guilds just dropped a few more points. Except for Brave Vesperia, of course, though she'll never admit that.

Having missed what happened, Rita just turns to see a bunch of candy on the ground and gives Yuri a skeptical look.]

Is there anything wrong with it?

[If not, then...she probably would.

[Yuri isn't 100% sure, but he's not paranoid enough to think that someone would go around tossing out poisoned candy to random people on the street. He unwraps one of the caramels and pops it in his mouth, then chews a few times before answering.]

Mm. S'good.

[He starts picking up a few more, then swallows.]

Grab whichever ones you want.

[Rita wouldn't put it past some people, but she'd have to agree that it's probably highly unlikely, so she scoops up a couple of chocolates.]

Anything's better than slime...

[Grumble, grumble. She'll feel better after eating a piece and adjusting her cat ears again.]

Anyway, I say we leave this bunch behind. There has to be something better than this.

...Wasn't the kid going on about some light show that was a 'must-see'?

[She's a little skeptical, because Karol gets excited for way too many things, but it's probably better than a tentacle behind a curtain.]

[Yuri nabs a couple more pieces before straightening up and patting some dirt from his robes.]

Oh, yeah. He definitely sounded excited about it. Pretty sure the Captain said they shine the lights over the water.

[He takes a look around; the crowds are thinning, and there's a trickle of people that seem to be heading toward the river.]

I bet it's starting soon. We should find a good place to watch.

[Yuri glances back toward the stream of people, then his face brightens.]

Actually, I've got an idea. Let's go.

[He grabs her hand to lightly pull her along, keeping a brisk pace and heading deeper into the city rather than following the crowd.]

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"whoever put this thing together" /ducks

ahaha, good thing she'll never know... B3

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