#muffet 01

Kay loves spiders. So much, in fact, that she's nearly run over in an attempt to rescue one from the foot traffic of a main street. She holds it gently, looking to make sure she didn’t knock anyone down on her rescue dive.

“Sorry!” She says, standing up quickly. She balances her parasol on one shoulder, holding the spider in her hands. “I didn’t mean to trip you, it’s just, there was...”

She meets the eyes of the tall figure in front of her, all six of them. She’s not scared at all; she’s met all sorts of people living in the underdark. But she gets the feeling this lady might be able to help her out.

A bakery run by spiders? At least that’s what he’d heard, anyway. Having finally left his apartment after the horrendous experience on Valentines Day (as if he didn’t hate Cupid enough before), he decided to settle his curiosity once and for all. 

Finding the bakery itself wasn’t very hard; he stood outside the entrance for a good few minutes, contemplating his decision before finally stepping in. However, as soon as he did so... his original objective completely slipped his mind as his dark gaze landed upon the most delicious looking chocolate cake he had ever seen in his life.

Piano had never received a gift before and the only items had ever personally owned were the clothes on her back. So she couldn’t throw it away without feeling some amount of guilt. But what she was supposed to do with it? Another point; how was she supposed to feel about it. Should she considered it the same as herself? If so, was holding it the equivalent of holding a human baby?

... If she played it often enough, would it grow into another Piano? 

( A silly thought. )

Regardless, she decided it was worth giving it a try. Sitting on a park bench with the instrument on her lap, she began to play. First, ‘twinkle twinkle little star’. It was bad form but she played with her pointer fingers hover over the keys, pressing down like she was squishing a bug, riddling the song with loud, sharp mistakes. She could feel her neck burning up from embarrassment.

Even more so when she felt a pair of eyes on her. Panicking, she held the keytar up to the stranger instead, hoping they had a better idea of how to play it.

They were capable of creating amazing things- like YoRHa!- and yet they were scared of things significantly smaller than them that posed virtually no threat to them, like spiders and mice.

... Though, 6O supposed that fear was justified if all spiders were as big and human as the one in front of her right now.

Curiosity alone drove the android to draw a bit closer to the spider-person in front of her. She was in a foreign place with no means of defense, but that didn’t stop 6O from exploring as much of this new world as she could. Besides, making a few new friends couldn’t hurt, right?

“Aren’t arachnids supposed to be much smaller?” She asked with a light tilt of her head, blue eyes fixated on her newfound company. Was that a rude way to start conversation? Probably. 6O’d feel bad after she got past her initial shock and awe. Just... just give her some time.

[soundtrack: Nattoppet by Detektivbyrån]

[oh, that’s a... pointy dress. following that hemline up, but oh, he knows this lady-- not well, but he has met her in a garden, if only once. didn’t Chara mention her? he honestly can’t recall, and he doesn’t have time to cast his memory back and doublecheck, because she’s turned to look (down, down at him, she’s what, ten feet tall?) at him with a raised--- eyebrow. a raised second eye? do spiders have eyeb--- regardless.]

Getting lost, no...exploring the city was tiring her out, so Seles had sat down at a confectionery and was looking forward to refreshing herself with afternoon tea and biscuits. That is, until what she thought had been a muffin on display grew legs and leaped onto her tray.  

“EXCUSE ME! CAN I SPEAK TO YOU FOR A MOMENT?” He reached into his scarf and pulled out a literal itsy bitsy spider. “THIS LITTLE ONE WAS ABOUT TO CROSS THE STREET UNSUPERVISED, SO I STOPPED HIM! IS HE YOURS??”