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Whatever he's got hiding under that wiggling blanket had better be dope af.]
Yeeeah, looks like our whole afternoon is pretty booked up. First we gotta lounge around the living room, then at two we're gonna go sprawl out by the lake an' lounge a little more. Not sure we could fit ya in today, Barold.
[The unspoken 'unless...' lingers in the air between them. Show! Them! The! Goods!]
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Barry huffs softly, a noise somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, like he’s not sure what emotion to communicate to the twins’ complete disinterest in him as he stands there. He shifts the blanket around in his arms, keeping a secure grip. It seems to be struggling with him.]
Well, uh— I thought, y’know, since I screwed up with y’alls birthday and all, I’d try and find somethin’ t’make it up to ya. A-And that got me thinkin’— ah fuck!
[The blanket wriggles furiously in his arms, the sound of fabric tearing coming from underneath it, and Barry winces away from— something? A paw?
Two paws, turns out, as a spitting mad little kitten crawls out of the blanket and up Barry’s shirt, proceeding to batter his face with its little paws, claws all out and teeth too tiny to do any damage bared in absolute outrage.]
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That seems to be about accurate as a kitten emerges, and Taako struggles not to burst into laughter.]
Woooow, Barry. That's a hard time there with one kitten. And here I thought you were pretty good with animals and, uh, 'barred us from bringing more things onto this property'.
[Yes he does air quotes with that. But his eyes are watching the little baby, because unfortunately, Taako fucking loves cats and this is an exploitation of a clear weakness, Barry. But he's not out of the woods yet, naturally, even if he can probably see the intense way Taako is keeping track of the tiny fuzzy creature.]
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Barry! Are you trying to bribe us with a cat?!
[It's certainly his most creative present so far, but the kelpie must be just that desperate for the twin's forgiveness and to right this awful slight against them. And sure, a cat is a good start, but Lup still expects a nice pair of earrings or something equally shiny on the side.]
Not sure the hens would appreciate you fraternizin' with the enemy.
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(Not really, his prey-instincts make him exaggerate the pain, but come on now, show some sympathy for his struggle with death.)]
It's--! I f-found'em by the-- ow! G-Get it off me!!
[Even though he's struggling, clearly about to be devoured, he's not making an effort to knock the furious little predator off his face. In fact, he's keeping a nice tight grip on the wriggling bundle of blankets still in his arms, letting the kitten pelt him with abuse while it hisses and meows with indignance.
While Barry is being mauled, the bundle splits apart to reveal-- another kitten. It looks nearly identical to their sibling, their eyes wide open as they peek around the room, paws pushing the fabric out of the way so it too can climb this fish-smelling mountain of a man. Its sibling continues the ferocious attack, whereas this newly arrived kitten starts mischievously batting at Barry's ear.
Two hell kittens for two hell twins. H-Happy birthday.]
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Aww, there you go dear, your bud has the fight on this one.
[He purposefully won't put it on his shoulders though, just a gentle little arm cradle.]
Jeez Bar, who'd you rob for these? Unless your new monster power is smelling enough like stinky ass fish you can summon every cat on the continent.
[Taako isn't even looking at Barry right now though. His eyes are Only on this cat, so it's fair to say he's properly smitten.]
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[Two orphaned kittens on the side of the road? Matching twins fighting for survival? Left all alone in the world with nothing but one another, at such a young age, struggling just to live day-to-day?
Yeah, this gift is real gay.
Taako plucks one kitten off and Lup follows almost immediately after, letting Barry get their claws just a touch longer than necessary, before she's drawing the furry bundle to her chest, one hand splayed protectively over it's back. The kitten squawks out in response, a sharp but quiet mew, and Lup tuts them almost immediately, fingers curling affectionately into it's fur.
Ugh, she loves them already. Dumb.]
Forget the new chicken coop, now we need to install a hella sweet catio asap.
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The one in Taako’s embrace peers up at him with interest, its head cocked cutely to the side as it studies the long man holding it and making goo-goo eyes at it.
The one against Lup’s chest starts kneading at her clavicle after its little mewl, claws barely feeling like little pinpricks protruding from its soft pink toe pads.
Both of them melt into the nagas’ hands. They were clearly made to be theirs.]
C-Catio? [Barry shakes himself off, hissing as he wipes at the scratches on his face. At least the twins seem happy with his overdue present.]
Anyway, y-yeah I just found’em on th’street. Caught a couple fish for’em and bundled’em right up, s-so they’re fed fer now. Can’t really tell if they’re boys or girls... n-not that it matters. [A beat. He watches the twins hold their respective kittens.] They like you.
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Taako laughs a little bit at the absolutely adorable face, reaching forward to boop it on the nose before going into a full head pet.]
Y'know, catio, cat patio, like a whole thing. Also, I cannot believe you just went outside and grabbed something from the road for us, but also it really works, so. It's like a statement but unfortunately you did a good job on it.
[He is now trying to check the sex though, using one hand to keep the cat busy and another to cradle it in his arms.]
I thiiiink this one's a boy? I think. Don't ask me how cats work.
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Lup just can't help the way her sharp smile softens against the kitten's rumbling purr while it kneads against her, one hand cradling the cat to her chest safely while her other scratches lightly just under it's chin.]
You're so dumb. Like you'd even know what to look for. Here, lemme see. Mine's a boy, def. He's got that big dick energy.