Third floor common room [Saturday morning]

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Cade was being followed around by a karking animal today. A talking karking animal called a hy-eeda or something.

"STOP EATING THE COCOA PUFFS."

...that apparently shared Cade's taste in breakfast cereal.

"Kark me," Cade groused, flopping onto a sofa.

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"..." Tony stared at him in concern, pouring more coffee grounds than strictly necessary into the filter. "How much did you sleep last night?"

[myownface]

"Before or after I woke up to a weasel trying to steal my socks?"

"He was up well past midnight," the weasel helpfully informed the snake. "He was out breaking-"

The bag got another good shaking.

"So, you making enough coffee to share?"

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Marilwen shook her had sadly, circling around Tony's neck again as though to find a comfortable spot. Strangely, Tony didn't even make a face this time.

It felt weirdly normal.

"He doesss that too," she said.

"Just when I'm working," Tony protested, grabbing a second mug for Sparkle.

[myownface]

"Right! All the best work happens after like one in the morning," Sparkle agreed before Reyna could speak up again. "You don't just throw away perfectly good productive hours of the day for shit like sleep!"

Productive. Breaking into old warehouses and spray-painting genitalia on the walls. Same thing.

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Well, maybe not that for Tony. Not unless he was drunk. Or hanging out with Ben.

"Exactly!"

[myownface]

"Man, I love it when we can speak on the same level like this," Sparkle decided, grinning happily. "Any idea why these things can talk, yet?"

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"Marilwen says they're daemons?" Tony replied. "It's very... metaphysical as far as I can tell."

[myownface]

"That's great," Sparkle intoned. "I'm an athiest. Madame Weaselface-"

"Reyna."

"-is welcome to take off now, since I don't believe in her and all."

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"I'm a futurist." What did that even mean, Tony? "Maybe they'll go away soon enough."

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"Not soon enough," Sparkle intoned. "They're still here. Being sock-thieves."

The horror.

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"Sock thieves?" Tony was judging you now, Sparkle.

[myownface]

Don't judge Sparkle! Did you have any idea how many socks Sparkle owned that didn't have holes in them?

"That's where she was this morning," Sparkle explained. "I woke up, and there was her furry little ass, sticking out of my sock drawer."

"I was making a bed," the ermine grumbled.

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"That's actually kind of adorable," Tony admitted, biting his lip to keep from grinning.

[myownface]

"Hey! Whose side are you on, here?"

"You're outnumbered, Sparkle," the backpack informed him. "You might as well just let me out. We're nowhere near the sock drawer anyhow."

"And how do I know you won't just make a break for it now?"

"... You are so slow sometimes."

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"Cade said it hurt to be away from his... hyena." Yeah, this weekend.

[myownface]

Oh, this weekend.

"Hurt? Like, what? Like his hyena ran off like with a piece of him or something like that? They'll do that, you know, if you let them get close enough. Just because they're scavengers doesn't mean they won't."

"Sparkle."

"Plus, girl hyenas have dicks."

"Sparkle."

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"..."

Even Marilwen was giving you a look now, Sparkle. And she was the nice one.

"No, like it physically hurt to leave the room without her."

[myownface]

Oh, Tony. You know Sparkle had to give this one a try, now. With the way he was giving the backpack a look, and then dropping it right there in the middle of the floor before marching out into the hallway...

...

He came marching right back in a moment later, grimacing as he returned to the backpack and picked it up from the floor.

"I hate this place."

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"Lesson learned?"

[myownface]

"Oh yes," Sparkle wheezed, opening his bag and scowling at the stoat that peeked out from it. "Lesson about as learned as it's going to get, anyhow."

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"Which means you won't do it again until later?"

[myownface]

"Bingo!"

Really now. It wasn't that Sparkle didn't learn. It was that he liked pushing his luck. A lot.

"You're a dick," Reyna informed him, because, hi, it hadn't felt so great for her, either.

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Tony just shook his head, pouring a cup of coffee for Sparkle and handing it over for him to take. "At least you got something small?"

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"Yeah," Sparkle agreed, and then shook his head a little as he accepted the coffee, clutching to it like a lifeline, "but a horse wouldn't steal my socks. They have their own."

"Clever," Reyna teased, biting at Sparkle's finger. For that, she got shoved back into the bag.

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"Well, she's a lot like you at least," Tony said dryly.