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This Must Be a Thing Now!

This is the second time I've been turned into a human this season. I wonder if this is supposed to be a regular thing for me, now... it's still quite a strange thing.

Well, I... suppose I could help anyone who's been turned into a mouse. It's happened a few times before, but I'm sure someone different has become a mouse this time.

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Downstairs.

[Ah, hah, she said that a bit hastily. She laughs, awkwardly, entering the house.]

...I would like to stay downstairs. I still haven't quite gotten used to balancing myself very well.

No worries! You're closer to the nicer bathroom that way.

[He leads her to one of the downstairs bedrooms, nicely done up with fresh linens and sweet pea blossoms in a vase on the nightstand (he may have snagged some while she was on her way to decorate for his guest.)]

How's this?

Oh, it's absolutely lovely, Zelos. ...Did you prepare those flowers just for me?

[O-oh, he.. didn't actually expect her to notice. It takes most of his willpower not to blush or look in the least bit touched. He just... well, he'd brought flowers for his mother many a time when he was young and she never once acknowledged them, and now here's Brisby noticing without being told...

Give him a minute.]

Well they were just in the garden and I thought they'd be nice, y'know?

[Mrs. Brisby, on the other hand, is very touched. Her children didn't usually bring flowers for her. In fact, only Johnathan had ever courted her with flowers, and he always had at least one blossom in the home to cheer up the room. She went over to the flowers, touching the petals gently.]

Well, whatever the case, that's very sweet. Thank you.

Hey, don't mention it!

[His kitty ears perk up a bit.]

Anything I can get you? Are you hungry? Thirsty?

[Well isn't he eager to please today.]

Well, I am a bit hungry, admittedly... though I'm not sure if I should eat anything particularly different as a human? It's quite confusing...

Nah, just more of it! I've got fruit juice in the fridge though and I learned to make that soup you liked. Oh! And there's bread.

[He makes a b-line for the kitchen.]

I'll whip it up in a jiff~

[Oh goodness, he remembered the soup she liked when they last went out for dinner? Oh, Zelos, she's so touched by that. She's so touched that she's not even quite sure how to handle it...]

Thank you, Zelos. I could help in the kitchen, if you like.

Nah, I got it! No worries. You just relax~

[Zelos, on the other hand, doesn't think much of it. He notices things about everyone. Their likes, their dislikes, hobbies and passions. All the better to ingratiate himself. Honestly though, he does love to see a woman's face light up when he's noticed something they thought he didn't. It's satisfying to see that expression of gratitude.

The Chosen sets out a cup of tea on the kitchen table for his guest; he'd already been brewing the honeysuckle flower tea for himself to try and it wasn't so far fetched that Brisby might like it as well. Once he's warned her it's hot, he gets to cooking. Soon the sound of chopping vegetables permeates the air.]

[Wow, tea, even! Mrs. Brisby sits and enjoys the cup, looking progressively more comfortable. This was so nice! It almost made her forget she wasn't a mouse anymore.]

Thank you, Zelos. You really are going the extra mile to make me feel at home!

It's really no big deal~ I cook for the household a lot and I like the smell of tea.

[Volunteering information about himself? Unheard of!]

Still, I'm glad you feel at home~ I wouldn't want you left out in the cold now, obviously ♥

I'll have to remember that, then.

[It'll be her turn to remember something about you!]

I would object and say it's not so cold, but it's still very strange to not have fur! Though I don't suppose you would quite understand. It's quite... naked!

[Oh Martel don't say the word naked, gah! He can't think of you that way!]

It's just an expression, Brisby-hunny~

[All the awkward laughing as he dumps the vegetables into the pot.]

I suppose. It's just... this is the second time I've experienced being a human. Though, last time I was far too ill to notice anything.

Oh? Well I'm glad you're not sick this time! That musta been miserable.

[He sets the soup to simmer and places the lid, finally able to join Brisby at the table with his apron still on and his hair back and up in a high ponytail to keep it out of the food.]

I was a horse once.

[Unicorn. Horse. Same difference.]

A horse. I've seen that every now and then... I was something called a... a "Lusus", once. That was how I met Gamzee.

Oh, one of the Troll's crazy sprit animal parents? I don't think I'll ever understand Troll culture, but it does sound like some of those lusii do a better job than a lot of Human parents, if you ask me.

[How does he always manage to get on the topic of parents with Brisby? He'll never know.]

Really? Are humans such poor parents? Why, the farmers seem to take well enough care of their son...

Not all Humans. I mean, sure, some are gonna be awful, but I guess as long as the parents put their kids first then it's fine.

[Otherwise they just shouldn't have any...]

How dreadful. I know there are poor parents in the field, but in those cases... it's difficult to put your children's survival in front of your own. But for me, it's also impossible for me to think of a life without my children.

...Well, without them alive and happy.

[She... sighs, a bit sadly, rubbing her temples. After so long being stuck in Vatheon, she feared she'd never see them again...]

I suppose there's nothing I can do but worry, and hope that they really aren't alone at home without any parents to guide them.

...you're a good mother, Brisby. And there's plenty of people who've gone home and shown up right when they've left. I've got it on good authority.

[Because if you can't trust Colette, who can you trust?

He puts a hand on hers gently in comfort and smiles.]

No need to fret.

I know, I trust you, Zelos. It's just very hard not to worry, as a mother, I suppose...

[She laughs a bit nervously.]

Our conversations always end up so grim, but you're always very supportive. I appreciate it. I really do!

Ah, well, I can't just leave you hanging, y'know? What ind of friend would I be if I did that?

[Oh gosh stoppit Brisby he's actually pretty terrible, but you're the last person he wants ever finding that out.

Good goddess, did she actually say trust? He'll just.. try not to feel ill at that...]

[For all her lack of education, Mrs. Brisby is pretty sharp! She catches something amiss in Zelos' looks.]

...Is something the matter, Zelos?

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