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“Hiii! I’m Ria; I’m part of mom’s court! I’ll usually sign off with 💎🌹, instead of my name. It’s nice to meet you!” ^•w•^
“I’m still not fully sure what’s going on all the time, but that’s okay. Sometimes I get tossed into other worlds, but I always find my way back to mom’s Carcosa, so it’s okay!”
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“Awh!!! It’s cute!”
…
“…Wait, Mi, what does that mea-“
*Suddenly, Ria has cat ears and tail. It matches the plushy. Huh.*
“…You can do that??” ^•w•>????
^•w•^
M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
Drosophila suddenly opened her eyes and booped Ria's nose. "Oh no, I lived :D"
*Ria squeaks when booped! Woaw. Squeaking vampire dragon.*
“Yay!!! It’s okay. I know I’m not a super good hunter.” *Ria flops over. Her wings are twitching, happily.*
Drosophila laughed. "No you're a great hunter, Ria"
Drosophila laid down in front of Ria, mirroring her pose.
“Nuh-uh. I’m not. Good hunters aren’t supposed to feel bad about it, I think.”
*Ria mlems. She’s pancaked.*
Drosophila softly headbutts Ria. "Intelligent hunters often feel bad about their prey. I know humans do. Well it is true that over time they learn to dissociate from the creature they're hunting."
*Ria trills in return, smooshing her head into Drosophila’s forehead. She does not, in fact, look very intelligent right now.*
“…I don’t think I like being intelligent, then. It makes my chest hurt. How d’you disassociate?”
Drosophila shook her head. "You don't need to learn that. You don't need to hunt. Keep your kindness"
“…But I gotta be able to, at least a little. Cuz of what I eat. I…” *Ria looks a little teary eyed. Her hands are shaking.*
“…Even if I gotta eat blood, I keep picturing everyone I fed from, before. It hurts.”
"But you get blood now right? You don't have to hunt at the moment"
Drosophila sat upright and held Ria's hands in hers.
“…Yeah. Mama gets me the blood. I don’t think about where it’s from.”
*Ria does not sit upright. She curls up, scooting closer to Drosophila. A head rests on her knee.*
“Sometimes I can still see them, though. From when I did hafta hunt. Sometimes just the taste is enough to make the memories come back.”
Drosophila caresses Ria's temple and forehead kind of like newborns are. "Hmm, I don't think those feelings would go away with forgetting your kindness."
*Ria closes her eyes, now purring. Huzzah, comfort!*
“…Why not?” ^•n•>?
*Despite the emoji used, her eyes remain closed.*
Drosophila does it more, encouraged by the purring.
"Trauma isn't solved like that"
*Ria wiggles, letting out a soft squeak. She ‘mrps’ into Drosophila’s hand.*
“I don’t have trauma, I think…?” *Oh yeah, because clearly all of the everything that happened to Ria is Normal.*
M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
Drosophila suddenly opened her eyes and booped Ria's nose. "Oh no, I lived :D"
*Ria squeaks when booped! Woaw. Squeaking vampire dragon.*
“Yay!!! It’s okay. I know I’m not a super good hunter.” *Ria flops over. Her wings are twitching, happily.*
Drosophila laughed. "No you're a great hunter, Ria"
Drosophila laid down in front of Ria, mirroring her pose.
“Nuh-uh. I’m not. Good hunters aren’t supposed to feel bad about it, I think.”
*Ria mlems. She’s pancaked.*
Drosophila softly headbutts Ria. "Intelligent hunters often feel bad about their prey. I know humans do. Well it is true that over time they learn to dissociate from the creature they're hunting."
*Ria trills in return, smooshing her head into Drosophila’s forehead. She does not, in fact, look very intelligent right now.*
“…I don’t think I like being intelligent, then. It makes my chest hurt. How d’you disassociate?”
Drosophila shook her head. "You don't need to learn that. You don't need to hunt. Keep your kindness"
“…But I gotta be able to, at least a little. Cuz of what I eat. I…” *Ria looks a little teary eyed. Her hands are shaking.*
“…Even if I gotta eat blood, I keep picturing everyone I fed from, before. It hurts.”
"But you get blood now right? You don't have to hunt at the moment"
Drosophila sat upright and held Ria's hands in hers.
“…Yeah. Mama gets me the blood. I don’t think about where it’s from.”
*Ria does not sit upright. She curls up, scooting closer to Drosophila. A head rests on her knee.*
“Sometimes I can still see them, though. From when I did hafta hunt. Sometimes just the taste is enough to make the memories come back.”
Drosophila caresses Ria's temple and forehead kind of like newborns are. "Hmm, I don't think those feelings would go away with forgetting your kindness."
*Ria closes her eyes, now purring. Huzzah, comfort!*
“…Why not?” ^•n•>?
*Despite the emoji used, her eyes remain closed.*
M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
Drosophila suddenly opened her eyes and booped Ria's nose. "Oh no, I lived :D"
*Ria squeaks when booped! Woaw. Squeaking vampire dragon.*
“Yay!!! It’s okay. I know I’m not a super good hunter.” *Ria flops over. Her wings are twitching, happily.*
Drosophila laughed. "No you're a great hunter, Ria"
Drosophila laid down in front of Ria, mirroring her pose.
“Nuh-uh. I’m not. Good hunters aren’t supposed to feel bad about it, I think.”
*Ria mlems. She’s pancaked.*
Drosophila softly headbutts Ria. "Intelligent hunters often feel bad about their prey. I know humans do. Well it is true that over time they learn to dissociate from the creature they're hunting."
*Ria trills in return, smooshing her head into Drosophila’s forehead. She does not, in fact, look very intelligent right now.*
“…I don’t think I like being intelligent, then. It makes my chest hurt. How d’you disassociate?”
Drosophila shook her head. "You don't need to learn that. You don't need to hunt. Keep your kindness"
“…But I gotta be able to, at least a little. Cuz of what I eat. I…” *Ria looks a little teary eyed. Her hands are shaking.*
“…Even if I gotta eat blood, I keep picturing everyone I fed from, before. It hurts.”
"But you get blood now right? You don't have to hunt at the moment"
Drosophila sat upright and held Ria's hands in hers.
“…Yeah. Mama gets me the blood. I don’t think about where it’s from.”
*Ria does not sit upright. She curls up, scooting closer to Drosophila. A head rests on her knee.*
“Sometimes I can still see them, though. From when I did hafta hunt. Sometimes just the taste is enough to make the memories come back.”
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M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
Drosophila suddenly opened her eyes and booped Ria's nose. "Oh no, I lived :D"
*Ria squeaks when booped! Woaw. Squeaking vampire dragon.*
“Yay!!! It’s okay. I know I’m not a super good hunter.” *Ria flops over. Her wings are twitching, happily.*
Drosophila laughed. "No you're a great hunter, Ria"
Drosophila laid down in front of Ria, mirroring her pose.
“Nuh-uh. I’m not. Good hunters aren’t supposed to feel bad about it, I think.”
*Ria mlems. She’s pancaked.*
Drosophila softly headbutts Ria. "Intelligent hunters often feel bad about their prey. I know humans do. Well it is true that over time they learn to dissociate from the creature they're hunting."
*Ria trills in return, smooshing her head into Drosophila’s forehead. She does not, in fact, look very intelligent right now.*
“…I don’t think I like being intelligent, then. It makes my chest hurt. How d’you disassociate?”
Drosophila shook her head. "You don't need to learn that. You don't need to hunt. Keep your kindness"
“…But I gotta be able to, at least a little. Cuz of what I eat. I…” *Ria looks a little teary eyed. Her hands are shaking.*
“…Even if I gotta eat blood, I keep picturing everyone I fed from, before. It hurts.”
M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
Drosophila suddenly opened her eyes and booped Ria's nose. "Oh no, I lived :D"
*Ria squeaks when booped! Woaw. Squeaking vampire dragon.*
“Yay!!! It’s okay. I know I’m not a super good hunter.” *Ria flops over. Her wings are twitching, happily.*
Drosophila laughed. "No you're a great hunter, Ria"
Drosophila laid down in front of Ria, mirroring her pose.
“Nuh-uh. I’m not. Good hunters aren’t supposed to feel bad about it, I think.”
*Ria mlems. She’s pancaked.*
Drosophila softly headbutts Ria. "Intelligent hunters often feel bad about their prey. I know humans do. Well it is true that over time they learn to dissociate from the creature they're hunting."
*Ria trills in return, smooshing her head into Drosophila’s forehead. She does not, in fact, look very intelligent right now.*
“…I don’t think I like being intelligent, then. It makes my chest hurt. How d’you disassociate?”
M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
Drosophila suddenly opened her eyes and booped Ria's nose. "Oh no, I lived :D"
*Ria squeaks when booped! Woaw. Squeaking vampire dragon.*
“Yay!!! It’s okay. I know I’m not a super good hunter.” *Ria flops over. Her wings are twitching, happily.*
Drosophila laughed. "No you're a great hunter, Ria"
Drosophila laid down in front of Ria, mirroring her pose.
“Nuh-uh. I’m not. Good hunters aren’t supposed to feel bad about it, I think.”
*Ria mlems. She’s pancaked.*
Hey Riaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa your Mama just fucked up and made your Papa real upset. I hope none of that is leaking through but if you've noticed a sudden drop in the Loving You your Papa is sending, it's not because he loves you any less! His ability to Feel Good Things is just, not really there right now <3
*Ria is quiet, for a moment.*
*…*
*EnDer is sent Extra Love. She’s sorry that her mama is like that, sometimes. He doesn’t mean it. It doesn’t know what it means. It’ll be okay.*
*All things Ria’s told herself, too. And she will not stray from the narrative she’s made herself.*
*She loves him.*
M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
Drosophila suddenly opened her eyes and booped Ria's nose. "Oh no, I lived :D"
*Ria squeaks when booped! Woaw. Squeaking vampire dragon.*
“Yay!!! It’s okay. I know I’m not a super good hunter.” *Ria flops over. Her wings are twitching, happily.*
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M̶̡͉̣̯̯͈̪͖̖̣̯̿͑̐̋̾͂̌͑̽̓a̶̡̡͙̼͖̙͓̳͕̮̯̼͔̳̖̩̒̆̑̎̑̀̅͗̾́r̷̼͍̙͉͆̽́͋͋̕͝ḯ̷̡͕̻͍͍̗̫̖͐̑̒ told me your name.
And yes I haven't spoken to you before. So what's your new thing?
-⭐𓆦
“…That name’s kinda staticky… I dunno if I can say it…” ^•n•^
“Oh, okay!! I don’t… think I have a ‘new thing’, though…?”
“And if you know my name, can I know yours?”
I am Drosophila.
It does that, doesn't want its name known I suppose. Oh well.
No new thing? Then why are you a favourite?
“Dro…” *Ria hesitates, sounding out the name.* “Drosophila?” *She looks at her, checking for approval. Or disapproval.*
“Oh… that’s okay!”
*They tilt their head.* “I don’t think so…? I’m sorry. Am I supposed to have something new?” *It thinks for a few moments.* “Oh!! I do have something new!! Hold on!” *Ria hops over to her closet, pulling out… a toothless onesie. She shows it off to Drosophila.* “Is that the ‘new thing’ I’m supposed to have…?”
Drosophila laughed sarcastically at the naivety of the child.
No I didn't mean that... whatever weird outfit that is..
I meant like something new in your I don't know behavior, I guess it likes stupidity.
*She takes this as a Good Thing; laughter is Good, right? The lack of correction is Also Good. They probably didn’t get it wrong, then.*
“Oh… I think it’s cute. And it’s new! One of the Voices gave it to me, I think. I dunno what it’s supposed to be, though… speaking of voices! Why’s your voice like that? It sounds… different.” *Ria doesn’t know how to explain it. Nothing’s… wrong with Drosophila’s voice. Nothing seems weird. But something’s Different about it.*
“Oh… how am I supposed to know if something like that is new..?” *Their ear twitches. That last word’s hard to hear…* “…It likes what?”
"It's a onesie. You're supposed to wear it. You don't know that either? Hmm." Drosophila pauses for a minute. "What's different about my voice?" She ignores the last question of the vampire child, figuring out that her words were crossed for a reason and she shouldn't try and overstep.
“No, no, I don’t know what it’s supposed to be. I figured out that it was clothes… even if I didn’t know the name…”
“I…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t know how to describe it.* “I don’t… know. It feels different. Like how mama’s voice is sometimes different. Or how certain words are sometimes different? Your voice…” *Hesitation… figuring it out…* “…feels yellow. I think. But that’s not one of the normal colors…? So it feels weird.” *She doesn’t know what she’s saying. Not fully.*
"Ah." "My colour is yellow, that's why it sounds like it. Nothing weird of it, more people will have different colours." Drosophila shrugged.
“But it’s… a different yellow. Mama’s color isn’t that sort of yellow.” *Ria’s face twists with confusion, ever so slightly.* “Dyou know… why some things sound like colors?” *She doesn’t — not yet.*
"Well I'm not your 'Mama', so why would I have the same colour as him?" Drosophila sighed. "People just have colours when their players want them to have that. That's all."
“Because mama is yellows and golds. So you being more yellow than him doesn’t make lots of sense…”
*Ria tilts her head.* “The Voices? They’re the ones that make words into colors? They can do that?”
"His is more orange-ish." Drosophila nodded.
"Yes, 'the voices' can do that and a whole lot more."
“Yeah! But his visible colors… aren’t. So I dunno. Maybe the colors are just a little funny.”
“I think one of them turned me into a mouse-person! They said something about a ‘magic anon’. Also, they’ve given me stuff sometimes. I think.” *They offer.* “They really can do lots…”
Drosophila shrugged. "I guess their player likes that or something, I don't know."
"Oh, the anons do that I suppose." Drosophila stayed quiet for a moment before continuing. "Do you like the gifts?"
“I guess… sorry, Drosophila…”
“They do?” *Ria pauses. One of her ears twitch.* “…Your voice is different.”
*They glance at the onesie, thinking for a few moments. And then they glance back over.* “Mhm! Thank you. It was super nice.”
"There's nothing different, don't worry about it." Drosophila smiled softly at Ria. "I'm glad you liked my gift."
"You should try and wear it sometime."
“But it’s more purple-y, now…?” *…Her gift? But…? Ria looks confused, before shaking it off. It’s probably fine. Maybe Drosophila just forgot?*
“Okay!!! Do I put it on like normal clothes..?”
'Drosophila' just smiled even wider, but it looked like the body wasn't used to all of that smiling so it came out a bit awkward. "Don't you worry your little head."
Drosophila nodded. "Mhm, open the front zipper and put your limbs through their places and zip it back up."
*Ria grins back. She doesn’t seem to have noticed anything off.* “Okay!”
*They nod, wiggling into the onesie over their dress. And… oh, little dragon. Dragon Ria Time. Someone send a photo to TK and EnDer. Ria’s wings are a bit lighter than the dragon ‘scales’, but it’s close enough.*
'Drosophila' looked like she was looking at the cutest most precious thing in the world. The cuteness aggression coming in clutch!
"You look very pretty, little one" She bent slightly to Ria's level.
*Ria wiggles, testing the new weight distribution. The dragon tail waves behind her. They giggle at that, spinning in place in an attempt to catch their new tail.*
“That you, Drosophila! You’re super pretty, too. Dyou wanna be a dragon with me?”
Drosophila laughs heartily watching Ria's antics. She looked like a puppy trying to catch her tail.
"Thank you!" The fruit fly stood up straight and thought. "You want me to be a dragon too?"
*Once Ria’s done with the spinning, she sways in place a bit. Dizzy…*
“Uh-huh! If you wanna be. So we can be dragons together!”
Drosophila held her arms out to be able to catch Ria if she fell.
"Okay, I'll be a dragon too then" She leaves a couple of moments before returning in a Stormfly onesie.
*Luckily, the Ria does not fall.*
“You’re blue!! And spikey!!!” *Ria hops around ‘Drosophila’. She’s adapted to the counterweight (tail) pretty fast, it seems.* “And now we’re both dragons, like papa is!”
Drosophila nodded with a grin, looking around her circumference to watch Ria hop around. "Do you like it? My onesie?"
“Uh-huh!! It’s super pretty, and super cool looking!!! What typa dragon is it? I think mine’s supposed to be like what papa is…” *In Ria’s mind, this simply Makes Sense. EnDer is a dragon, so clearly she, as his kid, would be given the same sort of dragon as a costume.*
"It's from a movie, yours is a Night Fury. I guess it is similar to your Papa."
"Mine is a Deadly Nadder, Stormfly."
“Papa’s… an Ender Dragon, I think? I dunno for sure, though. Why does the dragon-costume-species make the night all angry?”
“Deadly because of the spikes? Is Stormfly the dragon’s name? Does my dragon-costume have a name?”
"Nightfuries are thought of as dangerous so the 'fury' and the night comes from their jet black skin- it's difficult to see them in the dark. As for Deadly Nadders..."
Drosophila picked up the onesie's tails and showed off the spikes. "The spikes are venomous."
“Woah…” *Ria looks down at the onesie-paws, staring at them with big eyes.* “Did they think the night was gonna snatch them away, then?”
“…On the actual dragon?” *Ria tilts her head, looking at the onesie’s spikes. They don’t look dangerous, but you never know…*
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe. Oh and your one is named Toothless"
She nodded. "On the actual dragon, I'm not one and this is just fabric."
“Toothless… does that mean they have to eat mush? If they don’t have teeth? Like a baby has to? But then why are they so dangerous…?”
“Not venomed-fabric. Okay, that’s good!” *Ria nods. Is… fabric with venom in it a normal thing to consider?*
"The person who named toothless thought he didn't have any teeth but actually it's retractable. So they do have teeth. And besides, more reasons than teeth to be dangerous. "
Drosophila almost as if reading Ria's thoughts answered. "Fabric can have venom but this doesn't."
*Ria tilts her head.* “Dangerous how?” *She does another spin, looking for anything that seems Dangerous. They don’t find anything.*
“Okay! So it’s just costume-spikes. That’s good.” *Ria figures it was on her Face. She hasn’t been hiding any expressions, and she’s pretty easy to read. She thinks.*
Still tugging on the tail with her hands, Drosophila replied. "Dragons tend to be huge in comparison to humans, they have claws, teeth, can breathe fire and what not. So they are pretty dangerous"
*Ria blinks. Her mind immediately goes to EnDer — he’s not all that big. But maybe that’s because he’s human-like?*
“I don’t think papa’s all that dangerous.” *Like Ria didn’t see him kill Fallen. Or maybe she doesn’t realize quite how big that feat is (or is attributing it to TK’s help). She thinks for a few more seconds — Grandma Jean can eat people. So maybe…?* “…Does that mean Grandma Jean is supposed to be dangerous?” *Everyone knows Grandma Jean. Obviously. Even though Ria didn’t, before she met EnDer.*
"Your Papa is anthropogenic, humanoid like so he's not that huge like the dragons I was talking about." Drosophila would add that he's still dangerous but decided against it for Ria's sake.
"She is dangerous, yes." She nodded.
*Ria nods.* “I wonder if papa can turn into a bigger dragon, then! Like how I can turn into a bat. Or maybe he’s gotta be older. I think he said he’s gotta be older for a few things.”
“I still wanna meet her. Papa made it sound like she was nice. Even if she eats people.”
Drosophila shrugged. "Maybe you can ask him, he would probably know."
She smiled and patted Ria's shoulder. "I hope you will be able to meet her"
*She nods.* “I hope so.”
*Ria’s eyes light up at the affection, as they always seem to. She leans into the touch.* “Mhm, me too! Dyou think you could meet her, too?”
She giggled, not moving the hand away from Ria's shoulder. "You want me to meet her?"
Drosophila tilted her head. "Why so?"
“Well…” *Ria pauses. She doesn’t… actually have an answer. It just felt right. She looks confused, for a Long While.*
*And then they seem to realize.* “Oh! Cuz you’re my friend, and if Grandma Jean is my sorta-grandma, then that means she’s probably my friend, too! And if you’re both my friends, then why shouldn’t you know each other?”
"Hmm, that makes sense" Drosophila pulled her hand away and held up her pinkie to Ria. "Then I pinkie promise you, I will meet your grandma if it's possible, okay?"
*Ria grins, then nods. Her pinky wraps around ‘Drosophila’s’, before she does a mini-handshake with it. It seems like she’s gotten the two actions confused, but sure.*
“Okay!! Maybe we could even meet her together!”
Drosophila giggled more at the pinkie-shake(?).
"Okay, we can do that"
“Yayyy!!! I wanna meet Grandma Jean, too.”
*Ria pauses.*
“We might wanna smell different, though. So she doesn’t think we’re food.”
Drosophila thought for a second. "Do dragons eat bats and flies though?"
*Ria blinks.* “I dunno. But we might smell too people-like anyways, like how papa does.”
*A pause.* “You’re a fly?” ^•w•>?
"Hmm, I guess that's true"
"Yeah! Drosophila is- I mean..." Drosophila cleared her throat. "I am a fruit fly!"
*Ria pauses, before jumping at Drosophila. Wrapping her arms around them in a hug.* “It’s okay! You don’t gotta pretend. I know you’re not the same.”
Drosophila looked away slightly, not willing to admit. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
“It’s okay! I do. You started talking different, and your color’s different, too. Like Mi and I!”
“You’re my friend, either way! Both of you are, I think.”
Drosophila looked at Ria and sighed softly. "I wish you could pick better friends, kid."
"You're very dear to me too, thank you Ria"
*Ria tilts her head, confused.* “…Why’s that? I don’t think any of my friends are bad friends…?”
*She beams at Drosophila.* “Yay! I’m glad. You don’t gotta thank me, though? Friendship is good for everyone.”
Drosophila ignored the first two questions and smiled brightly at Ria. "That is true"
*Ria stares for a moment. Her already-round pupils go Big, like a cat about to hunt. They stare for a few moments, ears twitching.*
*And then she ‘pounces’, hugging Drosophila once more.* “Surprise attack!” ^•w•^
*The attack was very much the opposite of a surprise.*
Drosophila did in fact get surprised from the attack. She held Ria by the waist on top of her after the pouncing.
She decided to play along and close her eyes, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to 'play dead'.
*Ria squeaks, poking at the ‘corpse’.* “…Drosophila?” ^•n•>?
(Sable has left, and returned a bit later dragging a bowl behind it. Making chirps and squeaks to get attention.)
*Ria lights up at the sight of Sable, scooping the bunny up. She chirps and squeaks right back.*
“Hi, Sable! Are you okay?”
(It squeaks and waves a paw at the bowl. Food. Stew)
“Oh! Is it for me? Like the pancakes?”
(It nods, chirping happily. It doesn’t know when she last ate real food, so it’s it’s made a slightly bigger batch than usual.)
*Ria nods.* “Okay! Dyou wanna share? Since you could eat the pancakes, and I’m guessing you can eat this, too…” *No Bungon starvation on Ria’s watch!*
*She does not know about the larger portion. Sable is placed upon Ria’s bed, Ria picking up the bowl and sitting down with it.*
(It sniffs it… -usually, I’m not a fan of stews.. but god I’m hungry so- it nods)
(It watches her patiently.)
*Ria nods back, offering the bunny the soup, first.*
“You eat. Then I can! Your tummy’s smaller, and you’re a little more picky than I am, so you eating first makes sense, I think.”
(It sniffs it. And mostly just chews on the meat. Starkly avoiding all of the greens. Ria needs those vitamins more and also ew. There’s plenty of meat left In the stew though, considering the larger portion.)
(It licks her hand.)
“All done, Sable?”
*Ria reaches over, petting it. Good bnnuy. She wants to be sure it’s done eating, before she starts.*
(It chitters and purrs. Pets. Aw heck yeah.)
*Ria takes this as a ‘yes’! She starts to eat the soup. Good soup.* <3
*…Luckily, Ria has no issues with vegetables. It’s gone fairly quickly — part of the reason Sable got to eat first.*
(It chitters happily. Finally. She’s fed. Rejoice!)
(It pads at her legs. Blinking up at her, so innocently.)
*Ria squeaks in return, wings twitching along to the chitters.*
*She shifts, making sure there’s enough room on their lap for it.* “You can climb up. I’ll pet you, and I can probably brush you, too!”
(It clambers up and spins a few times before laying down and looking up at her. Loafed. Comfy. In the zone. 10/10)
*Ria starts to purr, staying still. She starts to pet Sable, running her fingers through its fur. Soft bunny, good bunny. Any loose fluff is pulled out, carefully.*
(Horns sink and disappear for ease of brushing. How? Don’t ask. It’s better that way.)
(It chitters and closes its eyes, purring happily.)
*Grooming is a good bonding activity for Rias and Sables, probably. Ria does not ask about the now-missing horns.*
“You’re super soft, Sable. It’s nice.”
(Sable has left, and returned a bit later dragging a bowl behind it. Making chirps and squeaks to get attention.)
*Ria lights up at the sight of Sable, scooping the bunny up. She chirps and squeaks right back.*
“Hi, Sable! Are you okay?”
(It squeaks and waves a paw at the bowl. Food. Stew)
“Oh! Is it for me? Like the pancakes?”
(It nods, chirping happily. It doesn’t know when she last ate real food, so it’s it’s made a slightly bigger batch than usual.)
*Ria nods.* “Okay! Dyou wanna share? Since you could eat the pancakes, and I’m guessing you can eat this, too…” *No Bungon starvation on Ria’s watch!*
*She does not know about the larger portion. Sable is placed upon Ria’s bed, Ria picking up the bowl and sitting down with it.*
(It sniffs it… -usually, I’m not a fan of stews.. but god I’m hungry so- it nods)
(It watches her patiently.)
*Ria nods back, offering the bunny the soup, first.*
“You eat. Then I can! Your tummy’s smaller, and you’re a little more picky than I am, so you eating first makes sense, I think.”
(It sniffs it. And mostly just chews on the meat. Starkly avoiding all of the greens. Ria needs those vitamins more and also ew. There’s plenty of meat left In the stew though, considering the larger portion.)
(It licks her hand.)
“All done, Sable?”
*Ria reaches over, petting it. Good bnnuy. She wants to be sure it’s done eating, before she starts.*
(It chitters and purrs. Pets. Aw heck yeah.)
*Ria takes this as a ‘yes’! She starts to eat the soup. Good soup.* <3
*…Luckily, Ria has no issues with vegetables. It’s gone fairly quickly — part of the reason Sable got to eat first.*
(It chitters happily. Finally. She’s fed. Rejoice!)
(It pads at her legs. Blinking up at her, so innocently.)
*Ria squeaks in return, wings twitching along to the chitters.*
*She shifts, making sure there’s enough room on their lap for it.* “You can climb up. I’ll pet you, and I can probably brush you, too!”
(It clambers up and spins a few times before laying down and looking up at her. Loafed. Comfy. In the zone. 10/10)
*Ria starts to purr, staying still. She starts to pet Sable, running her fingers through its fur. Soft bunny, good bunny. Any loose fluff is pulled out, carefully.*
(Sable has left, and returned a bit later dragging a bowl behind it. Making chirps and squeaks to get attention.)
*Ria lights up at the sight of Sable, scooping the bunny up. She chirps and squeaks right back.*
“Hi, Sable! Are you okay?”
(It squeaks and waves a paw at the bowl. Food. Stew)
“Oh! Is it for me? Like the pancakes?”
(It nods, chirping happily. It doesn’t know when she last ate real food, so it’s it’s made a slightly bigger batch than usual.)
*Ria nods.* “Okay! Dyou wanna share? Since you could eat the pancakes, and I’m guessing you can eat this, too…” *No Bungon starvation on Ria’s watch!*
*She does not know about the larger portion. Sable is placed upon Ria’s bed, Ria picking up the bowl and sitting down with it.*
(It sniffs it… -usually, I’m not a fan of stews.. but god I’m hungry so- it nods)
(It watches her patiently.)
*Ria nods back, offering the bunny the soup, first.*
“You eat. Then I can! Your tummy’s smaller, and you’re a little more picky than I am, so you eating first makes sense, I think.”
(It sniffs it. And mostly just chews on the meat. Starkly avoiding all of the greens. Ria needs those vitamins more and also ew. There’s plenty of meat left In the stew though, considering the larger portion.)
(It licks her hand.)
“All done, Sable?”
*Ria reaches over, petting it. Good bnnuy. She wants to be sure it’s done eating, before she starts.*
(It chitters and purrs. Pets. Aw heck yeah.)
*Ria takes this as a ‘yes’! She starts to eat the soup. Good soup.* <3
*…Luckily, Ria has no issues with vegetables. It’s gone fairly quickly — part of the reason Sable got to eat first.*
(It chitters happily. Finally. She’s fed. Rejoice!)
(It pads at her legs. Blinking up at her, so innocently.)
*Ria squeaks in return, wings twitching along to the chitters.*
*She shifts, making sure there’s enough room on their lap for it.* “You can climb up. I’ll pet you, and I can probably brush you, too!”
(Sable has left, and returned a bit later dragging a bowl behind it. Making chirps and squeaks to get attention.)
*Ria lights up at the sight of Sable, scooping the bunny up. She chirps and squeaks right back.*
“Hi, Sable! Are you okay?”
(It squeaks and waves a paw at the bowl. Food. Stew)
“Oh! Is it for me? Like the pancakes?”
(It nods, chirping happily. It doesn’t know when she last ate real food, so it’s it’s made a slightly bigger batch than usual.)
*Ria nods.* “Okay! Dyou wanna share? Since you could eat the pancakes, and I’m guessing you can eat this, too…” *No Bungon starvation on Ria’s watch!*
*She does not know about the larger portion. Sable is placed upon Ria’s bed, Ria picking up the bowl and sitting down with it.*
(It sniffs it… -usually, I’m not a fan of stews.. but god I’m hungry so- it nods)
(It watches her patiently.)
*Ria nods back, offering the bunny the soup, first.*
“You eat. Then I can! Your tummy’s smaller, and you’re a little more picky than I am, so you eating first makes sense, I think.”
(It sniffs it. And mostly just chews on the meat. Starkly avoiding all of the greens. Ria needs those vitamins more and also ew. There’s plenty of meat left In the stew though, considering the larger portion.)
(It licks her hand.)
“All done, Sable?”
*Ria reaches over, petting it. Good bnnuy. She wants to be sure it’s done eating, before she starts.*
(It chitters and purrs. Pets. Aw heck yeah.)
*Ria takes this as a ‘yes’! She starts to eat the soup. Good soup.* <3
*…Luckily, Ria has no issues with vegetables. It’s gone fairly quickly — part of the reason Sable got to eat first.*
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(Sable has left, and returned a bit later dragging a bowl behind it. Making chirps and squeaks to get attention.)
*Ria lights up at the sight of Sable, scooping the bunny up. She chirps and squeaks right back.*
“Hi, Sable! Are you okay?”
(It squeaks and waves a paw at the bowl. Food. Stew)
“Oh! Is it for me? Like the pancakes?”
(It nods, chirping happily. It doesn’t know when she last ate real food, so it’s it’s made a slightly bigger batch than usual.)
*Ria nods.* “Okay! Dyou wanna share? Since you could eat the pancakes, and I’m guessing you can eat this, too…” *No Bungon starvation on Ria’s watch!*
*She does not know about the larger portion. Sable is placed upon Ria’s bed, Ria picking up the bowl and sitting down with it.*
(It sniffs it… -usually, I’m not a fan of stews.. but god I’m hungry so- it nods)
(It watches her patiently.)
*Ria nods back, offering the bunny the soup, first.*
“You eat. Then I can! Your tummy’s smaller, and you’re a little more picky than I am, so you eating first makes sense, I think.”
(It sniffs it. And mostly just chews on the meat. Starkly avoiding all of the greens. Ria needs those vitamins more and also ew. There’s plenty of meat left In the stew though, considering the larger portion.)
(It licks her hand.)
“All done, Sable?”
*Ria reaches over, petting it. Good bnnuy. She wants to be sure it’s done eating, before she starts.*
(Sable has left, and returned a bit later dragging a bowl behind it. Making chirps and squeaks to get attention.)
*Ria lights up at the sight of Sable, scooping the bunny up. She chirps and squeaks right back.*
“Hi, Sable! Are you okay?”
(It squeaks and waves a paw at the bowl. Food. Stew)
“Oh! Is it for me? Like the pancakes?”
(It nods, chirping happily. It doesn’t know when she last ate real food, so it’s it’s made a slightly bigger batch than usual.)
*Ria nods.* “Okay! Dyou wanna share? Since you could eat the pancakes, and I’m guessing you can eat this, too…” *No Bungon starvation on Ria’s watch!*
*She does not know about the larger portion. Sable is placed upon Ria’s bed, Ria picking up the bowl and sitting down with it.*
(It sniffs it… -usually, I’m not a fan of stews.. but god I’m hungry so- it nods)
(It watches her patiently.)
*Ria nods back, offering the bunny the soup, first.*
“You eat. Then I can! Your tummy’s smaller, and you’re a little more picky than I am, so you eating first makes sense, I think.”
