[closed] // you wanted a hero tonight

[riastrad_ridire]

Who: Lancer and Rin
Where: Lancer's house
When: Mid-prom 'cause y'all got ditched.
Summary: Dinner, dancing, and Lancer being ordered to be romantic.
Warnings: Possible future non-explicit mana dolphins goin' on offscreen.
Log:

[Prom? Meh, who needed it? There was really only one person that mattered at the moment, and what she wanted, she got.]

[If he wanted to further avoid inciting her wrath, at least.]

[But whatever. He'd just go along with what she wanted and maybe come away with only a little magic shot at him. Lancer carried his Master all the way from the prom back to his house, finally setting her down with a cheerful smile.]

So, where should we start?

Comments

[gandere]

Well, we should start with the dinner. No, wait! That's not right! [ Why did he place her in charge of the 'Most Perfect And Romantic Night Ever' again? ] We should do the dancing first, but then we might be too sweaty to eat!

[riastrad_ridire]

Hm, sounds like a pretty tough call. Good thing I have such a capable Master to make decisions like that.

[gandere]

[ OH MY GOD LANCER YOU DICK??? ]

Lancer!! Hold on, I need a moment to think!

[riastrad_ridire]

[His face when.]

this log is pretty much "can i finish iconing this reaction face before i get a tag back"

[gandere]

Alright! If we dance first, then we can cool down during dinner. After spending some time doing that, we can d-d-do that other thing!

Wait.

Wait!!

What if we get sick to our stomachs after though!?

answer: no

[riastrad_ridire]

I really don't think that'll happen.

you're right

[gandere]

What if we get sick during!?

You're not allowed to throw up on me! I'll kill you! I'll certainly kill you! If there was ever a question to me killing you, it will be answered if you even think of puking on me!!

as usual.

[riastrad_ridire]

Rin.

Servants can't get sick.

[gandere]

[ ... ]

I knew that.

I was just testing you.

[riastrad_ridire]

Guess I passed, then.

[gandere]

[ For now. ]

Let's just get to dinner. That sounds like a good way to start.

[ Plus, she's thirsty after all of that screaming. ]

[riastrad_ridire]

Fine, tell me what you want and I'll see if I can make it.

[gandere]

Tea. Cake.

I suppose some sort of chicken dish wouldn't be that bad.

[riastrad_ridire]

Fine, I think I can do that.

[Get back in the kitchen, murderhound.]

[gandere]

[ At least Rin is willing to help this time, offering anytime she thinks he might need an extra hand. ]

[riastrad_ridire]

[BY YOUR POWERS COMBINED, I AM...]

[some edible chicken, tea, and a cake.]

[gandere]

[ Holy shit, they did it. Tea always makes for a happy Rin, so she's sipping at her own cup while watching him from across the table.

Silent.

Because she's so awkward about the activities that come after dinner. ]

[riastrad_ridire]

[Lancer couldn't have been less awkward if he tried.]

[Look at this guy.]

[Look how much he just does not care.]

[gandere]

Lancer.

You're unusually silent.

[riastrad_ridire]

Am I? What should we be talking about?

[gandere]

Something.



[ Desperately: ]

Anything.

[riastrad_ridire]

That's specific.

[gandere]

Then talk about a hundred items you miss from home!!





And the names of women you slept with don't count!

[riastrad_ridire]

[okay yeah sorry rin]

[he's just...laughing at you now.]

[gandere]

[ Hey Lancer, did you know chicken can fly really fast across the table if in the hands of a tsundere?? ]