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Second floor common room, Saturday morning

Delirium had said there were cartoons on Saturday mornings, and they seemed like an interesting thing, so Lana had commandeered the TV to try watching a few. In case anybody else showed up, she made a pot of coffee and a kettle of hot water for tea. She was drinking the latter, with proper blue cream, and eating something that claimed to be cereal, but seemed more like sugar in a bowl (the milk for that had started white, but it was now a multicoloured mess).

So if anybody were looking for the Sith, they'd find her watching Looney Tunes (and a few other things) in her pajamas and eating Lucky Charms.

Totally Sithly.

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Prompto sort of knew this would definitely be a thing now that Yang was gone, but it was a little shocking realizing just how used he was to spending so much of his ~~handwavey~~ free time with her now that she was gone. And he didn't like it. He didn't like how it made him feel restless and bored. He didn't like how it was a constant reminder of what was now missing in his life. He didn't like any of it, and he was eager to find new things to fill up his time.

He'd gotten up early for a jog to combat last night's milkshake heroics, got back, showered, thought about playing some video games and then decided to go downstairs to see about maybe bugging Nina or seeing if Vette was back from being a bird yet, and then got distracted by the sounds of cartoons coming from the common room and backtracked a little.

"Oh, hey, Lana; whatcha watching?"

"Hello, Prompto." Lana smiled up at him, a bit bemused. "Cartoons, apparently. I'm told they're a thing here on Earth, so I thought I'd give them a try. They're definitely a bit odd, but not bad."

She waved at the TV. "I think this rabbit is Sith. I'm not sure what that means for the rest of it. I made coffee and there's tea, if you want to watch with me."

"Sure, I'll watch," Prompto said with a grin, because, hey, it wasn't like he was doing anything else right now, the thing he usually did on Saturday mornings was gone, and cartoons were great. He considered the coffee and tea for a moment, decided he wasn't really feeling either of them, and bounced over to the fridge long enough to check for any cans of soda instead and, finding one, extracted it, and then bounced over to plop down on the couch to take in a little of what was playing on the TV.

"We've got cartoons back home," he offered, "but not exactly like this. Ours are more likely to have moogles and chocobos than rabbits and ducks. What makes you think the rabbit's Sith, though?"

He didn't really know a whole lot about what that even meant, but he might be able to figure it out from her explanation.

"Well, some of the things he does should not be possible, and he seems to know what's coming before it does, but he's far too vindictive and sly to be Jedi. It's the edge to his humour, I think."

He was a Trickster. That was not Jedi.

"If we have cartoons like this back home, I've never seen them," Lana said. "They certainly didn't have them at the Korriban Academy. Are yours just different animals but the same sorts of things, or are they completely different?"

"Mmmmm," Prompto tilted his head thoughtfully, sipping his soda as he watched a little more to get the gist of it, "yeah, a little. Some of them, sort of zany and silly antics, things like that but not all of them. I was kind of more into the fighting adventure ones, but these were always good for when you just wanted a kind of brain drain, y'know? Not have to worry about anything and just embrace something fun..."

Lana nodded. "I suppose. Should we see if there are any of the other kind on?"

They could probably find Thundarr the Barbarian somewhere.

"If you want," Prompto shrugged a little. "This is totally fine, too, though. I think..." He trailed off a moment with a chuckle, "I might actually start to get invested in exactly where this hare-brained," please, forgive him, "idea might be going! And I wouldn't, like, want to make you change it if you're into it, I'm totally crashin' in on your common room, you're totally the queen of the remote."

Lana groaned at the pun and mimed throwing the remote at him. "I don't mind whatever you want to watch." She flipped a few channels, finally finding Jackie Chan Adventures, and left it there for a few minutes before cocking her head and changing it back to Looney Tunes. "I think this requires a bit less grounding in Earth cultures."

And Prompto had to chuckle a little at the failed venture toward something potentially different. "Yeah, I kind of lucked out on that one," he said. "Earth and Eos are definitely totally different, but there's still a lot in common that it doesn't take much to sort of...put things into context. You know there's actually even a designer on Earth, in this time period, named Vivienne Westwood? We have a designer named Vivienne Westwood, too! And, like, both Vivienne Westwoods are ah-maze-zing. It's just really wild, you know? What are the odds?"

Thanks, Blatant Product Placement Deals!

"That sounds like a very specific overlap," Lana said. "What are their designs like?"

"Right?" said Prompto, laughing. "Like, Cup Noodle existing on this planet was interesting, but Cup Noodle's amazing, so it's not surprising, but specific names? In the same business? And I've definitely looked into it because I might have been a liiiitttle obsessed with her work back home, and there's even a lot of similarity there, too. Lots of drapework, with, like, a sort of....modernity, you know? Really classic stuff but with a sort of rebellious twist. I really dig it...both the Earth one and the Eos one! The Eos one is based out of Altissia, which is, like, super posh. I'd really love to go to her showroom there one day, can you imagine?"

Excuse him a moment for the happy little dreaming sighs.

"That does sound interesting," Lana agreed. "I'll have to look up her designs here. Earth fashion tends to be understated, from what I've seen."

Well. Compared to Sith fashion.

"I mean, there's definitely some that're out there," Prompto mused, and he laughed, "but that might just be my understated Eos fashion sensibilities talking. You gotta look at the runway for stuff like that, some of it's pretty wild, and this conversation is making me really miss having a fashion class. I always think....if this whole Crownsguard thing goes bust," which, you know, no big deal if it did, it would just be his worst nightmare come to life, "maybe I could do photography for fashion, instead. It seems like it'd be fun."

And a lot less killing involved, too.

"You'd probably be good at it," Lana agreed. "But Crownsguard sounds like it will take all your time."

Military careers didn't generally allow for time-consuming hobbies.

Kyubey wandered into the common room like he owned the place and, after a glance in the direction of the kitchen, with a shake of his tail, he hopped up onto the couch, rolled over on his back, and considered the cartoon.

It certainly was a cartoon, wasn't it?

Still, he didn't want to interrupt anyone's enjoyment of it, so he didn't say anything.

"Kyubey!" It was, like, literally impossible to watch that go down and not think it was absolutely adorable, though the temptation to rub that little exposed stomach was strong, but also that would be weird, Prompto, don't. "Hey, how's it going, littliest and fluffiest of siblings? You live on this floor, dude? Or just visiting, like me?"

Really, though, that stomach of his was made for belly rubs...

"Hello, Prompto!" Kyubey said cheerfully, wriggling around so he could look at Prompto. "I live on this floor! In room 203!"

"That's awesome," Prompto told him with a grin. "My friends live on this floor, too, down the hall in 221, so I'm down here a lot. I was maybe gonna go poke them this morning, but got distracted by cartoons." He nodded at the TV and grinned. "How you settling in, buddy? Get along with your roomate okay? Liking your classes?"

There was a pause there as Kyubey considered that question.

"Do you know," he said, with a laugh that was as sheepish as it was cheerful, "I had completely forgotten I had classes? I'm not even sure what they are!"

Because, well. How was he supposed to look at a schedule? Really?

~~And the mun had IRL things going on...~~

"....Really?" Prompto sort of blinked at Kyubey for a moment, wondering if allowing his little sibling to forget about classes was a severe dereliction of his duties. But then he sort of laughed and shrugged it off. "That's no problem there, I guess, but you should probably be going. You want me to talk to the moose so you can know what they are?"

"If it's no trouble to you, that would be great!" Kyubey said, not giving any indication of whether or not he'd forgotten to go to class on purpose or not. "I've been to class before, but never where I was the one being taught."

He rolled over, got to his feet, and shook himself out.

And Prompto's hand twitched a little bit, because it just wanted to reach out and start petting and scratching Kyubey behind the ears, but, like, he was a classmate, you didn't just go petting your classmates like that just because they were adorable and this was so hard.

"What do you mean?" he asked. "If you weren't the one being taught, were you the one teaching?"

Well, Kyubey was going to make it even harder for you, Prompto, because he saw you hesitating and, honestly, this whole being treated as a person and not as a pet thing was rather strange (not unwelcome though) and...

Well, anyway, Kyubey took a few steps on over and without even asking, was going to settle himself in Prompto's lap. There, much better.

"No, my friends were students!" he said, making a noise that was suspiciously like a purr. "They hid me in their bags so I could keep them company!"

No point in admitting he could turn invisible at will right this instant now was there?

Ohmygod, noooooo.

Prompto's soul was clearly vacating the building; he was completely dead of cute now, and honestly, sorry not sorry, but all bets were off once you went and sat on his lap and began making noises that were suspiciously like purrs.

He tried so hard, and he lost that battle spectacularly, enjoy yourr damn pets and ear scritches, Kyubey, you adorable little monster.

And then, he processed what was said, and that did not help matters at all.

"Ohmygod," he said, "that is the greatest thing I've ever heard."

He kind of wanted to sneak Kyubey into all his classes in a backpack now. Even better if he could go back and do that at his old school.

Ahhhh, bliss. Bliss. He'd gotten exactly what he'd wanted.

"I just didn't want to get them in trouble, so we came up with that idea!"

"I take it maybe students like you weren't allowed at your friends' school?" Prompto guessed, not at all ceasing in his idle pets and scritches and especially taking the time to smooth out Kyubey's so, so soft fur along his back. "What was it like? Do you miss them?"

"I'll see them again, so I don't miss them!"

He wouldn't miss them anyway.

"I've never seen another one like me around," Kyubey said, which was almost the truth. He was still making little happy purr noises. "So we didn't want to cause a fuss or have anyone think they should experiment on me or stick me in a lab..."

Oof. Ouch. Right in the traumatic origin story with that one. Prompto frowned a little, looking down at Kyubey thoughtfully as he continued petting him lightly.

"Yeah," he said, "that's no good, man. Nobody should have to go through something like that just because their different. Or for any reason at all..."

No one should have to be created for the sole purpose of stuff like that, either.

"And it worked, too, right? You guys didn't get, like, caught sneaking you around or anyhting, did you?"

Kyubey shook his head, his ears flopping about with the movement.

"Oh, no! We were never caught!" He licked his paw, once, before adding, "And if anyone ever did see me, I was to pretend I was a stuffed animal!"

"OOoh, that's smart," Prompto complimented with a nod, thinking he would have a much harder time pulling htat one off himself. "You pretty good at it, too? I don't think I could stay still for that long."

Considering he could barely stay still ever, that checked.

Well, Kyubey did normally target young teen girls, so... they usually had a much easier time passing off a toy.

Was that fair? No. But that was how it was.

"It's not hard," Kyubey said, since it was actually really easy for him to do. "At least, for me. How long do you think you could stay still for?"

Prompto didn't so much pause as he did actually attempt to stay still in that moment, and then had to break it when he couldn't help laughing.

"Like, two seconds, dude," he said, "tops. I should probably work on that. You're probably a whole lot better at it. Hey, let's actually see it. Do your best stuffed animal impression for me."

"If you want," Kyubey said obligingly.

Then went still. Completely and utterly still.

Lana nodded. "Hello. I have coffee, and water for tea, if you'd like either."

She had no idea if this student took either, but it couldn't hurt to be polite.

He could just be someone's pet! Though he wasn't, so good call.

"I don't drink warm things," Kyubey said cheerfully. "Though thank you for the offer! If you don't mind, could I trouble you for some cool water? Or juice?"

Well, he was sentient, Lana could tell that much, so student, student changed to an animal, or pet, she was still going to offer drinks.

"Not at all." Lana set down her cereal and went to the refrigerator. "It looks as though there's orange juice, apple juice, and cranberry juice, or water. Which would you prefer?"

"Oh! Cranberry juice, please!"

Kyubey scrambled up to his feet, ears perked in anticipation.

"Cranberry juice it is," Lana said, taking it out. She found a wide, bowl-like mug and poured the juice in that before bringing it back. "It must be difficult on a world where everything's geared to opposable thumbs," she offered as she set it down.

"Thank you very much!" he said earnestly. "And yes, it's been quite a challenge here, all on my own!"

He dipped his head to lap up some of that juice. Mmmm, juice.

"Are you managing well enough?" Lana asked politely.

"I always do eventually!"

Which was an answer of sorts.

"And my apologies," he said, raising his head and wrapping his tail around his paws as he looked up at the girl. "I completely forgot my manners! I'm Kyubey! It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello, Kyubey," Lana said, smiling. "I'm Lana. My school-assigned little sibling is your roommate, I think. Eleanor."

"Lana," Kyubey repeated, then glanced over at Prompto. "Prompto's my school-assigned big sibling! I think he's a good one!"

He'd have said that even if Prompto was absolutely rubbish.

Lana smiled at Prompto. "He's definitely enthusiastic, and he's been here at least as long as I have, so I'm sure he'll do well by you."

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