#bagwormmulti

@bagwormmulti​ said: 

“Huh? Oh… It’s just, that bird over there? It’s not real.”

The tiny brunette shook his head, turning his attention from the roof across the way to the other.  He supposed he must look pretty strange. Probably sounded even more so. He should explain.

“I think Captain Kurotsuchi has been putting more hidden cameras up. I suspect that’s one of them, considering that species of bird doesn’t naturally live around here and if a real one had been spotted here Meiko would be losing her mind right about now. It’s the first time he’s made a mobile one, to my knowledge.”

          Shinji gazed at the 12th Division Shinigami, and then he turned his attention towards the direction where the latter was pointing. His eyes sharpened on the lone avian perched carefully on the roof, innocently bobbing its little feathered head here and there as if watching out for potential threats. 

          The blond shifted his stare back to the rambling Shinigami. And he stared, for a long time, until the younger soul eventually fell silent. 

          ...Then, he spoke. 

@bagwormmulti​ said: 

“D-Did I say something wrong?”

The shinigami glanced up at her, eyes wide and frightened. If he had said something to offend her he truly didn’t mean it. God, what could he have said? Which thing was stupid? Well, probably all of it.

His voice dropped to a low mumble.

“Is it because I commented on how you are taller than me? I know girls are sensitive about that sometimes but it is factually true. A-and it’s not even because you are particularly tall. I’m just very tiny….”

          Candice narrowed her eyes consideringly at the timid looking Shinigami. At first it was just plain fun bullying the guy because he jumped and squeaked and flinched so easily, but there was only so much of that she found entertaining before his mousy reaction got repetitive. 

@bagwormmulti​

Of course, it was weird.

   How could it not be?

He knew it was weird, but what choice did he have? He made way too much and even giving it away to the other Links he found that he still had over 85% left. They barely made a dent in them, and he couldn’t possibly eat em all himself before they spoil. Surely this will be a lesson to not stress bake ever again. Even if it really does help relax him.

So he resorted to going onto the streets to give em away. Yes, give em away for free. He just wanted them gone, and they were perfectly edible with no catch. Even if his stomach was twisting in knots he greets people with a bright smile offering the tray to whoever would stop. 

“Hey there! Do ya’ fancy a cake or two? Free of charge.” He greets, holding up the tray. “Oh, I’ll happily tell you what they are if ya’ would like some though, your not allergic to anything are ya’? I just want to be careful.” The last thing they needed was a possible death by his hands. 

Blood trickled down her face, her head throbbed, and her world was still spinning. Even still, she took a careful step to lean against her Brother, one of the only people in the world she’d trust to hold her up when she was injured, fighting with him or not.

“--Here.” She tilted her head to show it to him, the blood dripping from the right side of her head. The fact that that pot had been aimed at Oswald infuriated her. So what if he was walking with a child of misfortune? She was more than capable of taking the brunt of all that.

Sneering over at the man who was staring at her stunned, it turned into a smile. “What a lovely day it is~”

“Nii-san, I would say that I’m more prepared to deal with my problems than you are. You run away from everything.”

He stared at her approaching hand, his heartbeat ringing in his ears--all he could think was that he was about to be slapped--

Her hand rested gently on his cheek. He slowly blinked, eyes widening.

          Shinji automatically caught the little bag of candy that had been frantically pushed at him before it could fall onto the floor. The gift had been wrapped with care - a bit clumsy but nonetheless sincere. His brow lifted at the rushed, almost panicked declaration; abruptly remembering that this Shinigami had shared on multiple occasions his penchant for sweets and candy. 

               “ This is from yer personal, private stash, isn’t it? Also, calm down will ya? It’s not a big deal- ” He opened the pack and drew out a generous handful of konpeito, grabbed Rin’s hand before the frazzled young man could run away screeching in mortification, and planted the rainbow assortment of sugar candy on his palm. “ Suck on these slowly and just breathe. ”

          Shinji picked out another piece of the candy and tossed it straight up in the air, deftly catching it in his mouth on its way down. The tiny piece of hard candy promptly started to melt on his tongue, leaving a faintly sweet aftertaste lingering in his palate. It was mild, pleasant and did not seek to offend…just like its giver. 

          The lanky blond gestured vaguely with the bag of candy sitting on his hand, portion now significantly reduced, yet more than enough to satisfy Shinji as it was.

               “ Thanks, Rin. I’ll take these. ” Respect, huh. That was not a bad thing to receive for White Day, at all. He wasn’t the kind to take without giving, however.