gigadevilbreaker | Imeeji

To be honest, neither did I...?

[Awkwardly fiddles with the silver ring around his neck]

I'd pretty much made my peace knowing that Jason did not want t'be married. And he hates the idea of family.

I started wearing a ring for him not 'cause I ever expected to propose, but - to promise I was committed. That he wasn't just some temporary side piece. I never thought he'd... accept it.

...

[opens mouth, closes it, clearly not sure what to say at first]

Knowing and... believing in... your devotion... he'd be a fool not to accept it eventually. And... he knows that, probably.

[takes a breath and lets it out]

Congratulations, again.

[NooOOOooOoo he can feel the awkwardness]

I-- know all the 'marriage' stuff has been kinda weird, and you're not into it, and... I was trying to plan something to break it to you but my cakes are still crap - I didn't expect Jason to try and reach out first??

He... I think that's his way of trying to connect with the family. Even though he's been an ass to everyone and he's probably still gonna be an ass, but a different kind of ass?

You were going to... tell me by baking me a cake?

[okay that's cute. raven does smile a little at that.]

Who else knows?

Shrike, obviously. I told her first. Then Dad, 'cause he hates Jason the most, and 'cause Jason challenged him to a fight, so they're probably gonna stab each other a bunch.

It came up with Sis, and then I was trying to figure out how to tell you... I'm a much better cook than a baker.

[oh, i'm the last one out... was that deliberate...]

You... didn't have to go through all that trouble.

I... felt nervous, I guess. Even though I think you like him best out of everyone, I know you feel weird about. Marriage?

[...]

It's not something I... think about for myself. You, on the other hand, make it seem perfectly natural. Which it is, but... anyway, I don't want you to think you can't tell me things, Nero. I'm sorry if I've made it difficult for you.

Edited (i can words) 2021-03-20 00:42 (UTC)

Well. I also wanted t'make it a nice occasion. Which...

You can still try some of the cake, but I can't promise it'll be good?

It'll be far better than anything I could make. But... it's fine. You should... cook whatever you want.

I wanted to make something you'd like!

...I think all the chocolate's what dried it out, though.

We could just eat the chocolate?

It's too late. I used it all.

[He goes over to the kitchen to behold his creation:]

[While the cake underneath is devastatingly chunky and dry, he tried to overcompensate with the icing to hide the disfigurement - but also didn't wait until the cake was properly cooled to start spreading it.]

[eats it... with his hand...]

It's not... awful.

[you feral motherfucker]

Wh-- use a fork!

[as he's licking his fingers clean of the chocolate]

The icing is good, though.

That's 'cause it's just a shitloud of sugar, butter and milk.

[...What the hell, he'll grab some cake with his hands too.]

And chocolate.

[smiles

and smears some icing on nero's cheek]

Hey.

You missed my mouth.

Oh, my mistake.

[smears a bunch of icing over nero's mouth and chin]

Oh, it's on.

[You know that fistful of cake in Nero's hand?

it's getting smushed against Raven's mouth.]

[MMFFFMGMFFM DEATH BY CHOCOLATE ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE LITERAL

raven grabs a handful of cake and shoves it down nero's shirt

(after eating some of the cake in his mouth because hey, cake)]

[THAT gets an ungodly yelp out of him as gooshy icing and crumbs fall all the way down his chest.]

EEUGAH--!

[IN THAT CASE, he's mashing another fistful into Raven's hair!!! Including smearing it into his bangs!]

[raven laughs and tries to shake the cake out of his hair, before smooshing some against nero's EAR, BET YOU LOVE THAT, HUH]

[That does it.

Cake is going down your pants.]

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