nikkari

[warmness]

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[warmness]

Hm... no, it's probably not important.

[ stop ]

[uncleanse]

Ah... well, if you're sure.

[ back to cutting fruit! i hate them... the silence only lasts for so long, though, because speaking of important things— ]

Oh, did you hear about Polly-boo, by the way?

[warmness]

Polly? What about her?

[ so. no. ]

[uncleanse]

Wukiri-san, Dick-san, and I found her yesterday. She's all right.

[warmness]

Really? Did she say anything about what happened?

[uncleanse]

She was trapped inside a vodka bottle for some time, and ran away rather quickly after we freed her. I was able to meet with her later in the day, and she seemed much calmer... but something was still bothering her.

[ a pause as he reaches over to grab some more strawberries. ]

She's the host you report to about your role duties, isn't she?

[warmness]

[ hm.

she nods her head. ]

Yes, that's right.

[uncleanse]

Mm... you may want to go see her soon yourself if you'd like more information.

[ he looks down at the cutting board, realizing he's just been kind of chopping stuff up without paying much attention... ]

Ah. I may have gotten a little carried away... perhaps you could bring her a smoothie, too?

[warmness]

I'll pay a visit. I'm worried since...

[ hm. she'll go get some milk for the smoothie. ]

[uncleanse]

Will you get in trouble if you try to tell me?

[warmness]

I don't think so, as long as I'm careful about what I say...

She was attacked by something in her bathroom, and we thought it was because she helped us.

[uncleanse]

Ah... so that's what she meant by needing to clean up.

[ :( polly ]

Did she try to tell you something that the hosts usually aren't allowed to say to us?

[warmness]

No, she... just did something for us that helped us a lot.

But I think it was probably breaking their rules.

[uncleanse]

. . .

I'm getting very tired of these rules, aren't you?

[warmness]

They can be rather inconvenient, right?

[uncleanse]

It's a little worrying that even they have these sorts of restrictions imposed upon them...

[ blinks ]

Ah—are the milk and ice ready?

[warmness]

Oh, yes! Smoothie time!

[ not yet you still need to finish making them ]

[uncleanse]

[ brings the ridiculous amount of fruit salad he's chopped up over to her ]

[warmness]

[ SHE IS SO HYPED TO BLEND THIS SHIT

I WISH THIS WASN'T THE HIGHLIGHT OF HER ENTIRE STAY HERE BUT IT IS ]

[uncleanse]

[ at this point i'm going to assume grune has started the blender, and i am also going to assume the blender is like most blenders, aka loud as fuck, so he clearly tries to say something to grune as the machine goes, but he's completely drowned out by the intense whirring of the blades as it slushifies everything! ]

[warmness]

[ i

hate this

but yea ]

[uncleanse]

[ he's

still trying to talk ]

[warmness]

[ she's just

nodding her head, as if she has any idea what he's saying ]

[uncleanse]

[ this is awful i fucking hate it

anyway i'm

gonna fucking say it's over ]

Ah, it's finished. Shall we try it together?

[warmness]

Of course.

[ into cups they go, and she'll slide one over to him

very smooth ]