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Post by Yuki Tachibana on Sept 4, 2020 23:38:25 GMT -4
waifs and strays THE SHIFTER-CHILD WAS STILL SURPRISED by the proposal. With no extracurricular’s to fill his afternoon, and no invitations “out” by any of his few friends (or people wanted to take advantage of one of the top third-year’s smarts), Yuki was begrudgingly preparing to trudge to his grandparents’ house. Every afternoon, that’s where his baby sisters went after being picked-up by grandma at the school. And that was where Yuki was supposed to go, too, but they did everything in their power to avoid it.
Today though… today was looking grim. Unless they felt like sitting around by themselves for a few hours and reading alone in a park, or… shopping… alone? Their only other option was to just go home.
And then Natsu sweeped-in with the offer to let Yuki come over to his house. Natsu to the rescue.
“Are you sure your parents would be okay with it…?” Yuki clarified, for perhaps the tenth time on their walk home that day. He adjusted his backpack, nervously clutching the straps. His parents were super strict, so brining someone around unannounced would lead to some sort of stern reprimand. Natsu had never talked about his parents much—or if he had, it’d slipped the shifter-child’s mind altogether… so it warranted asking.
“What’ll we even do, anyways?” Yuki inquired. Would it be one of those “ignore your guests and let them do whatever” hangouts, or did Natsu have plans? Would they study? Play games?
Everything was uncharted territory, so… he asked.
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Post by Natsu Fuyuko on Sept 14, 2020 23:38:17 GMT -4
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Natsu has no idea what he was doing right now. It all started as small talk between father and son about the school he went to, which eventually devolved to his dad asking about his friends. And this is how this moment came to be. With Natsu leading the shapeshifter to his house and Yuki asking Natsu many times if it was okay with his father. Natsu always responds with-"Yeah, it's okay with my dad." leaving out the little fact it was his father's ideas, As the man was quite incessant about having 'one of his little friend's visit.'
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Natsu, since living with his father, packed on a bit of mass, nothing special or that noticeable by most people's standards. But Natsu noticed- to be honest- when he first moved in with his father, he would get winded from the walk home to school. But now he could jog to school in the morning and jog back home after classes. And that's not including the tri-weekly workouts at mister fluffy's gym. So Natsu was slowly getting stronger and fit, which made him feel better if he was honest. But he was still on the skinny side- but not as string beany now. Natsu couldn't help but poke at his belly from the thought. No abs yet-maybe one day.
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As Natsu was spacing out and poking his mid-section, the dreaded question came up. What will they do? Natsu stopped poking himself and looked back at Yuki through his scarred up eye-forgetting for a moment he couldn't see from it and then turning his head the other way and said softly. "I thought you would know..." Natsu said as a small blush forms across the unscarred part of his face. What do friends do when at each other's houses? Maybe dad will know.
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And as if space and time were on his side, they arrived at the Halloran/Fuyuko family household. Natsu was about to open the door to let them in and Natsu paused before looking at Yuki from his blindside once again and said. "My father has a bit of a weird sense of interior decorating, so don't mind all the mushrooms and stuff," Natsu said without context as he enters the house and hoping Yuki follows him, and as he took off his shoes he yelled out, "Hey dad, I'm home, and I brought a friend." Natsu said as he took off his shoes and put on his slippers with the little witch doctor symbols on them. They were very cute and very much a reminder of the kind of person he aims to be when older.
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Post by Finn Halloran on Oct 11, 2020 3:43:46 GMT -4
IT'S SHOWTIME!
AH YES, today was the day he would finally experience what some of his co-workers did called having your children's friends over which was splendid~! Natsu was making friends and at least one of them would be coming over to his house and oh gosh, he was so proud of his little boy! Containing the excitement was rather difficult to the single father, maybe even bordering the realm of impossible as he went...as some may call it...ham. The dining area was loaded to the brim with an array of different cookies, tea sandwiches, cakes and tea...arranged in a fashion that absolutely screamed this is a tea party. There was no mistaking it...not even the most ignorant creature on this planet could deny it as long as they knew a thing about tea parties.
Those big floofy ears swiveled and turned along with him as his tail wiggled with glee, he even took the time to place some of the plants around the table to add a little flavor and influence to Natsu's love of nature! Finn absolutely thought it was perfect and quietly skittered toward the door frame leading into the dining area, peering around the corner with a grin. "Welcome home, son~! I prepared a little snack for you and your friend~" He took a lot of time to prep everything with care throughout the day and hoped it was worth it. Taste testing and double checking to make sure it was all good...this had to be as perfect as possible for his son and the new friend he'd made!
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Post by Yuki Tachibana on Oct 20, 2020 15:19:16 GMT -4
waifs and strays THE SHAPESHIFTER SMILED MILDLY AS his friend reassured him that Natsu’s father would be okay with Yuki being there. That was good. Usually, parents were polite enough when it came to unexpected guests, but the youth always felt like he was imposing upon them.
Yuki shook his head.
“I only ever study, really. Never get invited to hang-out with anyone, besides Hana,” Yuki remarked. Hana being Yuki’s best (and, until Natsu had decided to welcome the shapeshifter in to his social circle, only) friend, “So this is a new experience for me.”
His voice was cool as he spoke, body language reserved. One hand clutched the strap of his backpack anxiously, wringing itself against the rubber. The pair crossed the lawn of a normal-seeming house. Yuki appraised the façade of it, gaze towards the roof, when Natsu spoke again.
Weird sense of interior decorating?
That was vague.
Before the youth could ask for clarification, the door was pushed open and Natsu crossed the threshold, calling-out to a dad unseen.
The reluctant shapeshifter followed, slowly untying their shoes before stepping out of them and nudging them aside. In the entryway, there were two types of shoes—the smaller, more casual sneakers that belonged to Natsu, and the gorgeous, fine leather shoes of an adult, which glinted in the ambient light of the room.
They were, perhaps, the most elegant shoes Yuki had ever seen.
The youth stuck close to his friend, fearing that he would be lost in this peculiar fairytale house if he spent too much time dallying.
The child came to an immediate halt when a new figure slinked into the doorway. They were impossibly tall, all grey-and-red, with two, fully ears protruding from the crown of their head.
Remembering his manners, the shapeshifter bowed before he took too long staring, his eyes swirling with an embarrassed yellow and yellow-green.
“Th-thank you for allowing me to come over, Fuyuko’s father!” Yuki said quickly, remaining bowed, “I’m Tachibana Yuki, a classmate of theirs. Apologies for the inconvenience.”
Having offered their greeting, the teen righted themselves from their bow, a flush upon their cheeks. There was always something about meeting parents that made Yuki feel like they needed to put their best foot forward. Like if they didn’t prove they were respectable, their friends’ parents would pass judgement on them behind closed doors. Like his father. Concerned with appearances and social climbing, but polite up-front. It was probably why the youth very rarely had guests over.
Yuki cast a nervous glance towards Natsu’s father, whose name presently escaped the teen. Then nervously went about studying his socks for holes near the toes. They were thankfully unblemished.
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