#tannimandrune

Who falls asleep on the couch: I picture Rune falling asleep reading on the couch and Alison slithers up in her true form to curl under her arms, and transform into a human shape to nap too. Alison doesn’t nap unless there’s a very good reason to.

Who wakes up first: Rune would since Alison’s the type to lounge and ‘sleep’ until noon. 

Who cooks the most: Alison would insist on cooking since she states that she has a higher taste and wants to share it with Rune. She actually wants to freak out Rune but the ranger’s caught on to it after a while.

Who’s in charge of the tv remote: Rune would be. I’m not sure if either would like tv that much. When there’s nothing else to do, Alison would pester Rune to pick a channel that has someone tasty on it and Rune would do her best to do the opposite.

Who takes the longest getting ready: Alison, no doubt about it, would spend forever in front of the mirror picking out a look, both physically and from out of the closet. Rune will complain and that’ll get her dragged into a game of ‘does this look eye-catching’ to which Rune will keep answering yes and Alison will keep repeating ‘be serious.’ When that’s finally sorted out, Alison will start to harp on Rune’s appearance. Rinse and repeat every morning.

Who takes up most of the bed: Rune will considering that Alison shrinks into her true form since there’s no need to hide it from Rune. Alison likes bunching up together anyways. Even in a human form, she goes into fetal position.

Coffee Shop AU

To be honest there were multiple things that Tannim would’ve preferred doing. Dealing with this damn expresso machine was not one of them! The brunette usually was the one charged with manning it although he insisted it was alive and that it hated him. However no one listened and thus he could only sigh as he tangoed with the machine once more.

"Oi, what’s taking you?" his co-worker, Rune, demanded as she leaned against the counter. That’s right, she still needed to do the design for the latte and tended to get fussy when he took too long. Something about making her rush her own job.

"Ya sure dis is a good idea? We don' even know where we are," Tannim asked as he peered out the door. He was fitted in a simple green tunic, brown pants and boots to fit his now much smaller frame. He was shoved out the door from behind by Rune, who said, "Who cares? We ain't figuring out anything by just waiting around."

She was in a pair of gray pants with a white shirt with a brown vest over it. A pair of boots were also donned as she walked into the openness. Tromp was a better word since it seemed the boots were a slightly too big along with her shirt, "So let's find someone that knows what's going on. Or you can just go back in and wait. Your choice, squirt."

"I ain't a 'squirt', I got a name!" the boy protested.

"Ugggh!" cam a small cry as a small brunette flailed about. The boy was stuck in a shirt and pants much too big for himself. He was hunched from the weight of both a zweihander and armor pieces, "Can' breathe..."

The child managed to slip off the chest guard that hit the ground with a thunk. He took deep breaths as a mass of brown bed head was pushed into his face. Shaking his head, his golden eyes became visible, "Who...wears...somethin' dat heavy?"

Little did the boy realize that it was him that wore all that. The only exception was that he was a man by the this occurred and lugging around all the armor weaponry seemed trivial to him. But for now he was just confused as he tried to slip off the rest of his weights.

"Why is it so dark???" was the sound of an equally baffled voice. Looking over, all that could be seen was a mass of black fabric. The person inside could be seen punching at the cumbersome cloth, "What bonehead thought to carry this shee--shit!"

Thud! The figure landed gracelessly. Then they started rolling around. The boy managed to put a foot down to keep the fabric from moving so that the person could unwrap themselves. Once free, there was a girl with dark blue hair and two-colored eyes: one purple, one blue-green, "Thanks for that, pal. Hey, you alright there?"

"I can' git dis armor off," he gestured to the vambraces and the long greaves he had on. Despite also being troubled by the oversized clothing, the girl pulled the boy out of he shirt and pant the armor was attach to. The brunette shivered as he was taken from his clothes and barely keeping his underwear up, "H-Hey!"

"Oh calm down, there's nothing you have that I haven't see before," she chided as she looked around. The girl noticed some clothes that seemed suspiciously neat and folded with a note that said: For Tannim and--