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- ... Oh, that's... Okay -

[ fair.

Putting the smaller one to her side, she's gently and carefully loosening the tape on the long box, trying to open it without damaging the paper ]

[ cute

waiting patiently! once she's gotten it open she can see the box is a lidded white one, left untaped so she can just pull the top off,

to see,

the entire inside is some sort of fuzzy blanket cloth but right at the middle are 3 furby heads with the same texture and color as the blanket - that is to say, white - with their main eyes closed. however, there are many eyes on their heads, and also all over the blanket - all of them rubber eyeballs stitched in.

it's a furby monster blanket. ]

[ this face.

That's it. That's all. The noise she makes is - one could call it a squeal, the best approximation is probably an "uwaa," clutching the blanket close to her chest ]

[ she might notice - when she picks up the blanket, there's a faint click, and the furby heads' eyes all open OvO ]

[ ABSOLUTELY DELIGHTED SCREAMING, muffled into the blanket due to the time of night

He can more or less make out it out kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa schooooooo kyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute ]

[ incredible.

she can feel that it's a fairly thick blanket of a few layers, perhaps for the purposes of not actually feeling rubber eyeballs or hard furby parts when sleeping under it, and the underside is a black velvet, as though an underbelly to the beast. she can also, if she puts pressure under the heads, hear the click / see the eyes close when there's pressure underneath the heads and when there isn't a certain amount of pressure the eyes open.

everything was worth it. fortunately caelestis took like, one look at that and thought that was way too gross to even touch so he did not have to redo the entire thing from scratch. ]

Do you like it?

Edited 2020-01-04 06:36 (UTC)

It's amazing...!

[ kya kya kya more squealing into the blanket, excited little wiggles from her seat in bed, trying

To some degree, to contain herself? Barely ]

Thank you...!

[ petting her head ]

Merry Christmas, Dia-san.

[ rolls her head into his hand, can't feel lingering fear of your husband when caught up in the euphoria of furbies ]

This was the Christmas present...?

[ cute... ]

Well, there's the other one, too. I think it's your turn now, right?

Oh, that's . . .

[ a little more sober, suddenly ]

Um... if you don't like it, then you don't have to keep it, okay...? And just because it's a present from me... you don't have to wear it just because I gave it to you, okay...?

[ what kind of thing would he not want to we

is this a fucking ring aradia ]

Okay.

[ headpat ]

[ well, ]

So it's - ... you don't have to. But I thought . . . if you could have something like that... it's good to have words, but that girl's feelings, um... because of what happened to her, because you can remember that... it used to be really hard for you to feel secure, right...? So -

So, if you don't like it then you can give it back to me, and I bought it so it might not fit you... um, even if it does, you don't have to wear it, but - . . . If you want to, then it's something you can keep, isn't it...? Instead of just using your memory, something physical to remind you is good, I thought...

. . .

So it is a ring, then.

[ . . . ]

. . . Is that okay . . . ?

[ softly, hesitant ]

. . . I didn't get you one, though.

... That's okay. Whether you got one for me or not, and whether you like your gift or not, I think...

... Um, it isn't like having one would have made me unhappy, but being with you is enough for me, so presents and things like that are like bonuses, aren't they...?

Right.

Mmm, it's alright, then. Can I see it?

[ still a bit nervous, it'd seem bu the tentative quality to the way she reaches into her bag, she pulls out a tiny unwrapped box and hands it over; inside is a simple wedding band, gold in color. ]

[ taking the box, holding it for a moment - as though it were heavier than it seemed, that he'd need to hold it with some effort - and after a moment, he opens it.

. . .

. . .

. . . ]

Mmm. It's lovely.

I'm -

[ exhaled - she sounds oddly winded, breathless ]

I'm sorry . . .

Now, what did I say about apologizing?

[ ducks her head a bit ]

I know that, but I - ... even though Doodle said it might make you upset, I still - . . .

... I panicked when I realized I hadn't thought of anything other than the food, and he... that man, while I was there - . . . So I thought that it would help if you had physical proof too, but I - I should have listened, shouldn't I...? So -

So... I want to apologize.

............... Before you apologize, what about when you were there - with that man?

We - . . .

[ goes a bit stiff, fingers curled into the blanket ]

... He didn't do anything to hurt me. We were just talking, but he had said - ... it was hard to believe in our marriage if the only proof was that we'd agreed to it, since we don't have rings, and - um, I didn't really think so... I'm okay like this, but I thought about what happened to that girl, and the way that she makes you feel sometimes, so I thought . . . Proof like this...

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