[OOC] Folkmore IC Inbox

[pyrighteous]

[ Instead of a welcome message, there's just muffled noises as Hunter tries and fails to get his comm to do what he wants it to do. ]

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[pyrighteous]

[ Another lil burble. ]

He - uh - he wants to know how old you are. Flapjack why do you need to know that.

[ruevealing]

[flapjack that is r u d e]

I do not know the exact age, as that is not something the fae keep track of, but I must be over three or four thousand, I suppose.

[pyrighteous]

[ Beep beep goes the bird. ]

He says it's okay if you adopt him, but if you were younger than 200, he would be adopting you.

[ruevealing]

Certainly not! I am not looking for a parent, but thank you for the offer either way, Flapjack.

[pyrighteous]

[ Flapjack blows a raspberry. ]

Sorry, uh. He's very rude.

[ruevealing]

Flapjack, my darling, do not think I won't ground you.

[a loving threat]

[pyrighteous]

[ More raspberries. ]

He says that's hard when he can fly.

[ruevealing]

Puns!! He brings puns into my house now too! I can hardly believe it.

[pyrighteous]

[ That gets a laugh out of Hunter. ]

Sorry Mom, he's always been like this.

[ruevealing]

[Rue is just gonna come peck a kiss to Hunter's cheek and then try and land another on the top of Flapjack's tiny head.]

And I'm so happy to be stuck with you both. Are you hungry? I could make us a quick lunch and you could tell me all about school.

[pyrighteous]

[ Flapjack permits this with a burble. ]

That'd be really nice. Yeah.

[ruevealing]

Would you like to help me in the kitchen? Or shall I spoil my darling son with lunch in front of the television?

[pyrighteous]

Do you WANT to spoil me?

[ruevealing]

Always.

[pyrighteous]

Well - I mean, it's nice hearing you say it.

[ He hesitates, then leans over to give them a peck on the cheek. That might be his first time. ]

[ruevealing]

[Well!! Now he's opened the floodgates!

Sandwiches can wait because mom is going to drag that son into their lap and shower him in tickling owlbear kisses.]

[pyrighteous]

[ Oh no, now he's in for it!!

He laughs a little and lets them do all of that. ]

H-hey!

[ruevealing]

It is too late, my darling. You've unleashed my true form.

[pyrighteous]

Is your true form still going to make me lunch?

[ruevealing]

The sass on you!

[But he's asked so Rue will let Hunter go free so they can rise back up to their feet, paws smoothing down their skirts.]

Flapjack, what would you like?