#mutual talk

OMG HIII!! THANK YOU! i have three riordan series, which im working on reading, actually. Percy jackson, trials of apollo, and magnus chase! first i gotta finish the library books that ive had for so long i've gotten an overdue notice for them in the mail and i havent even started one of them </3 but thats okay

Sometimes wedding gifts can be fanart for a person's fic

Thank you! You are too kind! :💐😊💕

Always great to meet someone from the DA Fandom and I'm in love with your Arisen! 💕

Have a wonderful weekend!

Here it is! I’ve been working on it for a while, and I’m proud of how it came out!

COTDP: “Boiling Time”

Jerri: *laying on a mass of pillows, helmet off, and groaning in pain every few seconds* Whyyyy…

Jerrani: *whispering in her counterpart’s ear* Sounds like someone’s suffering from an awful bit of fatigue…

Jerri: *can barely stand* ‘S just a fever…should really stop touching those old statues whenever I go to Rome…all kinds o’ germs…

Ester: *pops in through a portal* Said you were sick?

Jerri: Yeah…brought all my best pillows here so I can pay the fairies when they want me to ride the hippopotamus…*giggles*

Ester: Well, glad I beat the loopy times. Let’s see if we can’t find you something for that…

Jerrani: *just here to cause chaos* I know what’ll help! Flying!

Jerri: Ooh! *jumps up, pillows falling off the couch from the force* Nyooooooooooooom…*starts running around with her arms outstretched like a plane’s wings*

Ester: *face-paws* Why do you have to have a manipulating side when you’re only clear-headed half the time?

Jerri: *didn’t hear him* Vwwwwwooooom!

Ester: *digging around in the cabinets; sees a bottle of vitamins with a cartoon picture of a brain on it and gets an idea* Hey…*goes to text Mentos*

Jerrani: There, there, touch down, and…*sounds of eating mental popcorn (she’s having the time of her life rn)* Attack the enemy!

Ester: OOF! *hits the floor as Jerri suddenly tackles him* Seriously, Jerrani??

Jerrani: *to herself* That dragon can hear me?

Ester: I have great hearing. *twitches his fluffy ears as he stands up* And you’re never exactly quiet.

Jerrani: *shrugs inside of Jerri’s head and continues on her tirade* Alright, ditch the plane. You know what you are now…?

Jerri: *blinks loopily, cheeks going red from both the fever and the excitement in her brain* ROCKEEEEEEeeeeEEEEeeeEEETTTTT!

Eater: *turns around and stuffs a spoonful of something into Jerri’s mouth* There we go.

Jerrani: *picks up on the distinct taste of strawberries mixed with chocolate-aftertaste* Hah! Cough syrup? You utter buffoon, you think that will be of USE to you? It will be but your DETRIMENT!

Jerri: *gives a little cough as the spoon leaves their mouth, then does a frog blink (one eye, then the other)* Is…is Jodie Whittaker in my skull…?

Ester: *look of “I am this close to giving up”* Got any ideas, Ring?

The Draco Ring on Ester’s horn: HA! Thought you’d never ask! *slips off his horn, grows to the size of a crown, and slams itself onto Ester’s head in seconds, not giving him time to think before it takes over*

Ester: *eyes blaze with darker shades, his pupils turning to slits as the voices win* …Jerri.

Jerrani: Oh, no. Run. Run, now.

Jerri: Wheeeeeee! *races like Gumby off into the next room, prompting Ester to run after her like a wolf*

Mentos: *enters said room through a portal, having gotten Ester’s text, and sighs upon seeing the current situation* Great. One friend’s sick and the other’s gone sicko. *murmurs something about how she’s so glad she’s a hypnotist in training, then holds up her spinal cord to blast the Ring off the dragon’s head with a shot of magic*

The Ring: YOW! *plink-plonks against the white floorboards, shrinking back to its original size*

Ester: *splutters back to himself and looks around* What…aw, you couldn’t even FIX anything??

The Ring: I TRIED!

Mentos: You wouldn’t like the way it was “trying”. *poofs up a pink bubble that acts like a treadmill, so Jerri gets stuck in one spot*

Jerri: *absolutely out of it as the cough syrup really kicks in* Wooooooooohoooooooheheheeheheheheeeee…

Jerrani: *probably screaming like a feral fox about this, but she’s suddenly much quieter than she was before so no one really cares*

Ester: *stands there and chuckles with no small amount of disbelief* Wow. How long have you been learning that sorta stuff?

Mentos: Well, how long have you been learning how to make T-shirts?

Ester: *thinks on it* Ever since…oh! *pulls a picture out from the sole pocket on his shirt and shows it to Mentos* Mom’s been showing me the threads ever since I hatched.

Mentos: *looks at the picture, displaying a very fluffy baby Ester (about the size of a ferret) in the palm of his mother, Twill’s paw as she shows him a loom strung with spools of thread* My god, you were just foof back then.

Ester: *blushes and smiles brightly, tucking the picture away* Yeah…that’s how lots of dragons look before they stretch out. What about you, did you…look any smaller?

Mentos: Nah. I’ve been about the same size this whole time, but Dad says I used to be “quite the looker”…cause my eyes were bigger.

Ester: Heh, and what, your dad looked like a calico human?

Mentos: I meaaan…*taps its “chin” with its spinal cord* I remember telling some people he looked like the sky even then, so he’s probably grown to look like that over time, yeah.

Jerri: *breaks off the “treadmill” and runs up to Mentos* Jar, where’s your jar…*looking around with wild eyes*

Mentos: You are NOT dunking your head into my jar, the water will make you pass out and then you’ll inhale it and drown.

Ester: Wait, seriously?

Mentos: Yup. Dad has his bed, I have my jar. *feels their phone buzzing and pulls it out from nowhere (don’t think about where they had it, ok?)* Yello? Oh, hey, you…Suspectives lady, right?…Pinkerton, OK, can I call you Pin—no, actually, Erton’s better, I like that better…hey, would you be willing to maybe read a bedtime story to a certain time traveler? Maybe a crime drama?

Jerrani: *back to usual volume* Really? You think stories of blood will keep me at bay?

Jerri: Ooh, will there be time travel to figure out the culpriiit? *woozy smile, tries to lay her head on Mentos’ shoulder except that Mentos doesn’t have those*

Ester: *scoops Jerri up from under her arms and holds her like a ragdoll* Don’t you fall now.

Mentos: You know what, never mind. We’ll figure it out, Erton. See you in the fall, kay? *hangs up, then tries to mouth “I’m gonna get Dad, actually.”, except she also doesn’t have a mouth*

Ester: *raises an eyebrow*

Mentos: *makes a notepad appear (also out of nowhere) and scribbles down: “I’m gonna get Dad.” With her cord*

Ester: *winks* Jerri…time for bed, OK?

Jerri: I’LL WORK THROUGH IT! *doing T-Rex arms as she starts running in circles and circles and circles*

Jerrani: Woman, give me this body so I can schedule you a diagnosis…

Jerri: NEVER! I’M A SCIENTIST WHO’S BETTER THAN SCIENCE, HAHAAAAA! *pumps her fists into the air and immediately loses balance enough to fall over*

Ester: *just gently lays on top of her* Ment…ah, already gone. They know what’s up.

*cut to Mentos floating into the Palladium’s backstage area as Coper is putting his nightgown on over his suit*

Mentos: Dad—wait, are you ALREADY going to bed; it’s only, like, 9:30.

Coper: I am getting READY. *steeples his starry fingers together* Which is a process taking approximately 5 hours.

Mentos: Ok, well, you’ll have to press pause, cause Jerri’s sick and Jerrani’s taking advantage. And since YOU’RE the reason ‘Rani exists…

Coper: *nods* Understood, I’ll give both sides of the woman a talking to.

Mentos: *points with her spinal cord* Portal’s right there. Didn’t close it.

Coper: *long, purposeful, perpetually-sleep-deprived stride* Mm-hmm.

Ester: *looks up as the Mentalist comes in* Just the incorporeal I wanted to see! *nods down to Jerri, who's now squirming blithely as they mumble about "feeling tickly" (Jerrani's had enough and is trying to grab the body yet again)*

Coper: *smiles to Ester* Using that size to your advantage, are we?

Ester: Guess so! *good-naturedly huffs a bit of blue-shaded, enchanted steam from his nose, then leans down* Hey, Jerrs (Jerri + Jerrani), guess who's here?

Jerrani: *notices and nearly falls into the next cortex of Jerri's brain in surprise* GAH, not YOU!

Jerri: Hmmph...? St-Starman...this David Bowie concert's great...

Mentos: *to herself* So, they were definitely around for the 80s.

Coper: *shrugs softly* One way or another. Jerrani, can you hear me?

Jerrani: *floundering now that THIS guy's in the picture* Shut, no...uh, occupied?

Coper: *smirks, the tips of his elven ears twitching slightly in satisfaction* Playtime is over, l'm afraid. *ruffles Jerri's hair, causing her to flinch a bit (he instantly stops)*

Jerrani: W-w-well, listen. Jerri doesn't WANT me gone, i-isn't that right?

Jerri: Ha...radishes don't have triathlons...they don't even got feet...

Jerrani: *neutral, almost embarrassed tone* …You'll have to take my word for it.

Coper: Believe me, I'm aware. This is more, mmmm...*puts his hands together under his chin, then points the prayer-hands in Jerri's direction*…putting you in your place.

Jerrani: *growls* Not to be uncouth, but have you EVER tried this sort of thing when someone's ill? It's EXHAUSTING to accomplish, especially if they're the delirious type like this cunt!

Mentos: Whoop, that's a no-no word.

Jerrani: *snaps* How old ARE you, you refrigerated platter of angel hair (the noodles)?

Coper: *drops to one knee and glows a bright purple* Anchard, I would advise you to avert your gaze.

Ester: *doesn't need to be told twice...or even once; his head's already staring at the wall instead* Yuh-huh.

Coper: *eyes pulsing* You can insult me. You can insult my work, my appearance, my life, my everything, and you can do the same to the woman whose mind is your prison—

Jerri: *muffled, semi-coherent "Heyyy...thas mean..."*

Coper: *ignores it* You can do all of those things, but under NO circumstances...*grabs Jerri's chin verrrry gently and forces eye contact, his voice echoing like thunder* ~…will you ever speak poorly of my daughter.~

Mentos: *spinal cord over where its mouth would be* Hoh-hoh-hoooly...

Ester: *just smiles fearfully about this whole moment right here*

Jerri: *almost whimpers before her eyes roll back in her head and she passes out*

Jerrani: *very quiet* Oh, blast you! Allons-y, motherfu—*cuts out, the wicked scientist evidently banished for now*

Coper: *stands, brushes his palms off, and looks at Jerri like he's psychically apologizing for invading her privacy* Ahh. Well, that should help me fall asleep faster.

Mentos: *back to her sassy self as if that was nothing* Key word being "should".

Ester: *stands up with a grunt and lifts up Jerri* I'm takin' this whack to bed, alright, guys? See you around! *walks off to a cozier room for his time traveler pal to snooze*

Coper: *watches Ester go, then turns to Mentos*...Anything to say, or...? *spreads his arms wide; feels Mentos' spinal cord wrap loosely around his neck in a facsimile of a hug* Hm. *smiles*

Mentos: *sobbing* IKEPTABRAVEFACEUNTILESTERLEFTBUTTHATWASTHECOOLESTTHINGTHANKYOUFORCARINGSOMUCHABOUTMEEEEEEEEEWAAAAAAAA (Translation: "I kept a brave face until Ester left, but that was the coolest thing. Thank you for caring so much about me.")

Coper: *pats his daughter's squishy folds (there was probably a less weird way to type that, but whatever)* There, there…ready to turn in?

Mentos: *sniffles and opens a portal for the two to head home* Yeah…

*fade to black as the hug continues*