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[childeishly]

[ JUST. GONNA. BLUSH. ]

Let me just get you a jacket. [ and he'll go into his closet and get him a warm and fuzzy coat, draping it over his shoulders. ] Here you go. To make it a bit more bearable. [ leans over to peck his cheek as he goes to activate the mechanism. ]

[leaveofabsence]

[ He uses one hand to hold the collar closed, leaning to brush his cheek against the warm thick material.

Ah. Childe was really too much sometimes. ]

Thank you.

[childeishly]

[ and time to enter snow hell-! ]

[ leads him down to the cabin. inside, there's already a fire roaring in the fireplace and there are three cups of tea sitting on the table. there is also a small assortment of cakes and cookies nearby. childe kicks off his boots and removes his sweater, heading into the kitchenette. ]

[leaveofabsence]

[ Zhongli carefully removes the coat and drapes it on a chair so it doesn't get wrinkled before stepping out of his own shoes and going to have a seat. He blinks curiously at the third cup. ]

Are you expecting one more visitor?

[childeishly]

[ shakes his head. ] No. But I'm going to give you a choice, Xiansheng. [ points to one- two- cups of tea. ] Both of these are just normal cups of tea. If you'd like we can just snuggle up by the fireplace and you can do your crosswords or sudoku while we chit chat. How~ever~ this cup [ point. ] will turn you into a dragon. [ >3 ]

[ LITTLE DOES HE KNOW A SMALL DRAGON. ]

Remember the other day when I said it would be neat to get to see you as a dragon, well, I found a way~

[leaveofabsence]

While I am not opposed...

[ He lifts up the cup, bringing it close so he can smell the contents of it.

And then glancing around the room as if sizing it up for his Exuvia form. He doesn't want to destroy Childe's cabin after all. ]

Might I inquire to how you procured this tea?

[childeishly]

I found someone that is also a dragon. But being in this place has taken her transformative powers away and because that's a big part of who she is, literally!, she figured out how to make such a brew~ It didn't start as a tea. I just put it into that, since I imagine it tastes funny. I wouldn't know though, since, well, I'm not interested in becoming a dragon... though... [ smirks at zhongli. ] I bet I'd make a handsome one~

[leaveofabsence]

I have no doubts you would be handsome no matter what form you took.

[ And he cradles the cup carefully in his hands ]

Ah, but before I drink - please make sure all your important breakables are safely stored. I would hate to damage anything that is precious to you.

[childeishly]

[ looks zhongli up and down. ] ...silly Zhongli, that's you. You're the most precious thing in this cabin.

[leaveofabsence]

Perhaps.

But I am also not breakable.

[childeishly]

I guess we have nothing to worry about then.

But if it makes you feel better, [ he'll start moving furniture to the far sides of the cabin, leaving the center just a bit empty space! ] how's that?

1/2

[leaveofabsence]

[ He nods appreciatively, taking a seat in the exact center of the empty space back straight and legs crossed.

He smiles at Childe before taking a long sip from the teacup. ]

[leaveofabsence]

[ And then---

POOF

--- all that remains is a lumpy pile of Zhongli's clothes. ]

1/ i have no idea

[childeishly]

[ this is going to be good. ]

[childeishly]

[ did he blink and miss it? somehow?? ] Ah, ...

[childeishly]

Xiansheng? [ takes a cautious step closer. ]

[childeishly]

[ aaaand immediate panic spike. ]

...oh dear Celestia I killed him. I fucken killed him.

[childeishly]

I have always wanted to win against you, Zhongli Xiansheng.

[childeishly]

BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO WIN LIKE THIS!

ok done.

[childeishly]

[ goes to the pile of clothes and stoops down, picking up zhongli's jacket ( or attempting to! ) because he's going to fold it. ] You said you're not breakable and I somehow broke you... dummy.

[leaveofabsence]

[ Something squishy squirms within the jacket, thrashing until it falls and lands on the floor with an indignant squawk.

And now Childe is staring down the barrel of a petite, plush sized dragon with narrowed eyes and tail lashing. ]

Childe!

1/2

[childeishly]

[ he stares right back... ]

/3 i lied

[childeishly]

[ what the fuck. ]

[childeishly]

[ . . . ]

LOOK AT YOU, XIANSHENG,
YOU'RE SO CUTE!

[leaveofabsence]

[ Flattens to the ground, covering his head with his tiny paws as he's trying to get a sense of what he looks like.

Ah yes.

Those are horns. ]

Childe...




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