everlasting.

sweets galore.

( ` he swallows, stepping forward into the petite girl’s arms, cheek resting against soft hair, and he hates the words she says but they’re true, too true, and he doesn’t know what to do. he’s too scared to leave his sister to grow however she wants, scared that she’ll grow into their mother and leave them behind, and yet he’s scared that at the same time, trying to protect her from becoming their mother will only spur her onto becoming her ) i know… i know, joycie, but i just want to keep her. what if she grows up without me and leaves me anyways?

( /arms wrap securely around his waist, and she’s scared to let go because it feels like he could crumble into specs of dust at any moment. that is, until she hears what comes out of his mouth. gasping, joyce intentionally bumps her forehead into his chest. ) no, no. ( /her eyebrows furrow as she moves back a bit to stare him directly in the eye. she lifts a finger to his forehead and flicks it. ) stop yourself right now. do you have that little faith in her? you’re one of the most important people in her life, ollie. she loves you too much to even think about leaving you. 

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think about it princess, if we didn’t have the basics, we can’t do the hard stuff. right? [ ` ruffling her hair, he stood in the center of the studio before drumming his fingers against his thigh to start with an imaginary beat ] this is actually something i’ve been working on for a while. ready?

right, right. ( /she states with a pouty face, smoothing down the section of hair that the prince messed with. )  i’ve never been this ready in my life. show me what you’ve got! ( squeaking in excitement, joyce watches jason intently, wondering what he’s come up with. she’s admired him for the longest and is pleased that he’s presenting his work to her. ) 

     Bye bye ~ ( `/ she echoes the sentiment with a laugh, shoving the rest of the slice of her pizza into her mouth, cheeks puffing out again and at her best friend’s mention of drinks and she waves her arms to get the other girl’s attention – not that she had lost it, but just in case Joyce looked away – indicating at herself and pointing at a smoothie shop, saying she would grab drinks and she tugs her wallet out of her bag before she darts off )

( /she blinks, head tilting to the side while attempting to figure out what skye is trying to say with her crazy motions. once joyce gets the picture, she gives a thumbs up, letting the other know that she completely understands and goes back to happily munching on her food while the other runs off to buy drinks. ) i should probably start eating healthier after this meal... ( /she murmurs to herself, chewing in thought. ) 

sister dearest.

Sylvia leaned back on her heels and grinned. “I’ll be sure to remember that!” She exclaimed, almost teetering over when her sister gave her a nudge. Regaining her balance, she nodded her head and began to walk off, raising a hand above her head to wave at the other before rushing off to practice. “Bye Joycie!” 

reunion.

With that issue entirely swept under the rug, Steven decided to focus on more important matters – like his dear sister. “Mm, we’ll see if it’s around. Otherwise I’ll just ask if I can use the ktichens! I’m sure the cooks won’t mind – they seem to have taken a liking to me!” His hands founds his pockets, and the prince hummed in thought. “Mm. Don’t you mean you wouldn’t want her to hurt herself in an attempt to hurt me?” he joked, before pulling a face. “I’m very sturdy now, you know! Or – well, sturdy-ish.” He paused, and laughed. “As sturdy as I can get. Here.” He offered his upper arm, patted it as he tensed the muscles there while they walked along. “Try me.”

“It’s fine if it isn’t available! I’ll have whatever the cooks made. After all, food is food and I wouldn’t want to cause any trouble for either of you.” Joyce shook her head, a hand reaching up to cover releasing giggles. Was her brother serious? “As if. She’d totally conquer.” Whether Steven became buffer or not, the younger believed Sylvia could still kick his butt with tricks up her sleeve. “Eh-- How could I punch my adorable older brother? I don’t have the heart to,” she murmured, instead poking his arm. Oh. It was definitely well built than before. She poked it again, multiple times actually, for good measure. “It’s solid. I would have died punching it.” 

( ` his expression twists at her words, a sadness flitting over his face and he glances down, averting his gaze from the knowing eyes of the young princess ) i’m scared, joycie. ( ` he admits after a long moment of silence. he doesn’t want to let his sister experience things that could hurt her – he doesn’t want her to run, to be hurt, to leave them all behind, and he doesn’t seem to understand that it’s because she’s stifled that she wants to run more ) i don’t want to lose her.

( /watching the older’s face twitch with sorrow pains her heart. the last thing she wants is to cause despair for her friend. the feeling of a turning stomach strikes joyce and she decides right then and there that she hates it. ) c’mere. ( /the girl opens her arms, motioning in the boy for a tight embrace. ) i don’t want to be this person, ollie, i don’t. but the truth is, you have to open your eyes. if a person is suffocated for too long, they’re going to burst and want a way out. that’s why you have to understand that skye can’t be sheltered all of the time. 

— OTP

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[ ` gently pokes her nose with his finger before his lips lifts to a smile ] you say this, you really think a man like me deserve it? [ ` her words still linger through his mind, his head shaking while chuckling ] hm, well it all depends on you sweetheart. something new? or go with the basics.

( /after jokingly scrunching her nose, she matches his cute smile, her eyes shaping into moon crescents. ) i certainly do. don’t you? ( /she clasps her hand together as she looks up at jason expectantly. ) something new please! a person honestly gets bored with constantly working on the basics.

     Yes. ( `/ she nods, content enough with that and she bites into the slice with something that could almost resemble a moan if it was muffled by food, so happy with the pizza that her best friend had chosen for her and she closes her eyes as she chews, cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk that she was so often compared to ) Sorry, the relationship is almost over. ( `/ she indicates the half eaten slice, waving an idle hand ) Relationships with food tend to be rather fleeting.

( /holds her pizza in midair and endearingly stares at skye for a few seconds because what the heck, she’s freaking cute with her bloated cheeks. she laughs before finishing her first slice, hands reaching for the second one. ) aw, that’s a shame. bye, bye skye’s hubby. you will truly be missed. ( /salutes her best friend’s pizza slice with her free hand. ) i’m starting to get thirsty.. i should have brought drinks.