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[jugglery]

[stop smiling!]

I mean, living here's as good as living anywhere else in this cursed land. And. You know.

[he can't say it out loud, can't say that Pure Vanilla knows him the best out of all these weird beings and humans. Shadow Milk thinks of Catra, who he still hasn't talked to since their game day. Tenna and Beryl are cool, even Eilonwy's okay.

but none of them are Pure Vanilla]

[ancientlight]

I do.

( He does. He understand Shadow Milk better than anyone else. Just as Shadow Milk understands him more than anyone else.

Though, he can't not regret what happened before. )

... After what happened, teaching you is the least I can do.

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[he moves in and flops onto the couch, waving a dismissive hand]

We're past that, alright? We both weren't in our right minds. If anything, I don't think it was your fault. It's the fault of... whoever is in charge here. But don't worry, Vanilly, I shall make them pay dearly.

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( How forgiving... He offers a small smile then before moving to the kitchen. )

We do not yet know if they were the ones who had caused us to change.

Rather than that, I believe that the moon's legend may have something to do with how we changed.

( He reaches for the tea kettle, filling it with water before pausing. )

Ah -- but, would you like some tea?

[jugglery]

[right, that legend. the moon being weird throughout the month. tch, whatever]

Sure, tea. Any kind is fine.

[he is thinking... he wants someone else to blame so badly, and it cannot be Pure Vanilla this time]

...I've been trying to. Talk to more people? And I'm being nice about it. So so so nice! I'm such a good guy. Hee.

[be proud of him]

[ancientlight]

( Any, huh? He'll choose something calming. )

I have taken notice. It seems as though you're settling in well here.

( Shadow Milk will hear the sounds of shuffling in the kitchen -- cabinets opening and closing. The next words he says are as genuine as much of what he says. )

I'm proud of you.

[jugglery]

[a pause.... sure, Shadow Milk wanted to hear that, was hoping he'd hear those words. but it's different to actually hear them out loud. he doesn't need Pure Vanilla's approval, he wants to say! but the words fade before he can open his mouth.

he swallows thickly]

...You should be.

[he still feels guilty about the way he acted towards Catra in particular, but Shadow Milk will get there. guilt is... weird. funny. he doesn't like this emotion, even if he knows what it is.

he sits in silence after that, just listening to the bustling in the kitchen. his face feels surprisingly warm.

he was praised!]

[ancientlight]

( Pure Vanilla sets a cup down quietly in front of Shadow Milk before sitting across from him. Honestly, that response is just like him, but there's something that feels off about it. )

Are you alright?

[jugglery]

Stop asking me if I'm alright.

[he bristles as he reaches for his tea cup. but he doesn't answer the question]

[ancientlight]

My apologies. I suppose I'm not used to seeing you without your dramatic flair.

( But, he'll leave it alone. He knows not to push far too much at this point. )

I'm afraid that the magic I was given here is far different than yours, but... having the opportunity to experience something new is exciting, too.

[jugglery]

[hmmm? he's grateful for the change of subject, raising his brow. he will latch onto the new topic with every fiber of his being]

...I. Don't think you've told me about your new powers. Have you tried them out?

[ancientlight]

Ah, well...

( How should... he put this... )

I was given a golden potion, but the first time it was used, it was-- not exactly on purpose.

[jugglery]

[siiiiiiip. Shadow Milk's curiosity is piqued. he stares at PV, wanting clarification]

Go on.

[ancientlight]

It seems that my role as a shepherd in my younger days was taken into consideration when I was given my potion.

( And he ended up being a very fluffy sheep. )

[jugglery]

...Are you being vague on purpose, Pure Vanilla Cookie? You're trying my patience! Tell me what the magic does!

[he's squeezing his mug so hard right now. good thing it's not like that paper mug from when they got cocoa together]

[ancientlight]

( He could almost laugh a little at that response. )

It's not my intention to be vague!

You see, the animal I change into is none other than a sheep.

[jugglery]

..........Eu-what?

[he does WHAT now? wait, he was given a transformation potion?!]

[ancientlight]

It appears that golden potions contain transformation magic.

( He should've told Shadow Milk what he had discovered about this world's magic before. )

[jugglery]

[normally, transformation magic is nifty! Shadow Milk has that power, too. but to only change into one thing, and for it to not even be threatening...

the corner of his mouth twitches. he suddenly laughs LOUDLY, echoing through the cottage]

AHHHH HA HA HA HAAA! Oh, no! HAHA. I-I can't...! I just can't!

[ancientlight]

( Wow??? He's laughing so much...

He clears his throat, awkwardly taking a sip of his tea. )

I'm not sure if this is truly cause for laughter...

[jugglery]

[this only makes Shadow Milk laugh harder. he has tears in his eyes!]

Oh, stop! Stop! You're crumbling me!

[ancientlight]

( R u d e )

Are you quite done?

[jugglery]

[HEEHEEHEE]

Y-yeah. I'm done.

[hoooo he wipes away a tear of mirth]

[ancientlight]

( Sighs a little, takes another drink of his tea. That's... just Shadow Milk, he supposes. )

My intention is to ask for my healing magic back. I believe that this may be the only time we'll have similar abilities.

[jugglery]

[Shadow Milk is suddenly looking expectantly at Pure Vanilla. he blinks, still smiling]

And?