#smooth.

sucrose made rosaria a sweet pudding for birth. it has a little garnish of candy and chocolate that was supposed to look like her thorns, but that aside. kaeya also said a bottle of dandelion wine was a foolproof gift though so there is that on the side, a curly red ribbon strung around its neck. happy birthday she can't look you in the eye when she stammers and offers the basket but she loves you muah

she puts out her cigarette at the sight of sucrose, eyes peering through heavy bangs to see what’s in the basket. on this special day, she is freed from church duties. still, she doesn’t wander off too far from the cathedral.

taking the basket, she sits on the grass and invites sucrose to join her. 

“ did you make this? ” she holds up the bottle of wine, waiting for a reaction, whatever it may be. then, before sucrose can get too embarrassed, she says, “ just kidding. i know my wine. ” 

she ruffles sucrose’s hair, artfully taking the alchemist’s hand as she drops her own. smooth like butter. 

kirby was not expecting to see any familiar faces at the masquerade. really, he wasn’t expecting to see any faces at all. ...get it? because they’re all wearing masks? anyways.

he’s just stepping away from the snack table when he catches a glimpse of silver between the throngs of people milling about the ballroom. the dim lighting hits it, glinting just right, and kirby has to squint to make it out. but it’s not long before he does, and he feels his heart drop as he recognizes the familiar mask.

he feels and acts all at once, clutching his toy microphone tight as he takes off, dodging bodies and squeezing between shoulders. it’s not an easy task in the elaborate, fluffy costume he’d picked out - he stumbles a few times, trying to run in the platform heels - but eventually he reaches his target.