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Video: Public Service Princess

It seems as if the arrival cycle is over now. Allow me to extend a belated welcome to everyone who was pulled into Vatheon this past cycle. My name is Zelda, and I work with the Welcoming Committee here. Please drop by if you have any questions about our current situation as foreigners in the city. You are also free to ask me here, though there are some topics I would prefer to not discuss over the network.

I would also like to encourage new arrivals that are capable of fighting to look into joining the Defense Force. While things are generally peaceful here, there are some dangerous situations from time to time. Death is not permanent in this place, but it is still rather traumatic and we should do our best to avoid having it happen. If you are interested, please get in touch with Serph or Ky Kiske.

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[Just have happy chilling Gamzee. Who is very much under the impression that there is just one Zelda here. What are details, right?]

Does a bro good to be layin' gander at you gettin' settle right quick here, sister. How you bein' doin'?

[There are two Zeldas here in Vatheon, Gamzee. Hair does not grow that fast, if she cut her bangs they'd still be showing!]

"Getting settle right quick"?

[Generally she can decode what Gamzee says, but she can't make heads or tails of that.]

I am doing well, thank you. I ended up taking another rather extended nap, but I am feeling fine.

[Don't depend on Gamzee's unshown powers of observation! Cause they don't exist and that would be sad.]

Yeah, you was lookin' a lil' like lost last fuckin' time we did speak, but no biggie, it's all chill now, yeah? Naps are real fuckin' sweet on that.

[He figures she took a nap between arriving her and now.]

We have not spoken since I fell asleep prior to the holiday season. I do apologize for missing that, by the way. I would still like to bake something with you sometime.

[Is it possible that Gamzee met the first Zelda before she did?]

You sure? Could all swear we done got our fuckin' speak on real recent like.

[everybody needs the good ol' Gamzee introduction to Vatheon.

Either way, his confused expression quickly melts away for excitement. Cause someone mentioned baking.]

But, shit! If you wanna get to bakin' with a motherfucker, you know I'm always down at that.

I am quite certain.

[Perhaps it's just Gamzee being Gamzee. Surely if he'd seen her ancestor he would just ask about it, right?]

Yes, I would like that very much! I have a dear friend with a birthday coming up soon. Do you know any good cake recipes?

[Only if he indeed knew there were two of them. And sure he got a real feeling like they spoke pretty recently, but then again, Zelda seems so sure, and she usually knows this shit better than him anyway.

Besides, they got more important stuff to talk about.]

You motherfuckin' know it, sister! I got me here a whole motherfuckin' pile of sweet-ass pastry miracles what we could all make, get your bro the pimpest slice of cake, you hear me?

Are you free? I am not doing much of anything at the moment. I could go out and get any ingredients that might be necessary and head over?

[She would invite him to her house, but if the first Zelda is anything like she is (and so far she has been), she'd undoubtedly find Gamzee's language to be very offensive. She'll need a little time to adjust yet.]

Yeah! I ain't up and got nothing planned here.

Hey, you be wanting a motherfucker to be like lending' you a prong with that? We could go together.

[He can come shopping, he is good at shopping!

Okay, no he is not and he forgets a lot but he doesn't mind doubling (or tripling) up on the trips.]

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I suppose it would be easier if we were together, wouldn't it? Do you recall the grocery store I found you at when you were a mouse? Let's go there.

[He may not recall, but it's likely he does. She'd certainly remember someone feeding her giant cakes, after all!]

[Sometimes he still sits and cries cause what can ever top being fed giant cakes? Nothing is what. Absolutely nothing. Well, maybe a herd of robot horses galloping by while he is wearing a pair of odd but comfortable jammies but like that is ever going to happen.]

Yeah, I can get my recollecting on for that place. Wouldn't take a brother long to get there at all.

[If only Second Link would show up, then Zelda might learn how to shrink people down to mouse size and he could have giant cakes and Brisby-mama hugs whenever he wanted! As it is, she can change the size and shape of things somewhat, but drastic reduction in living tissue is difficult for her. Summoner's horns are about the extent of her shrinking abilities.]

I will meet you there shortly, then.

[Zelda waves, turning off the feed and leaving a note in the Welcome Center stating that she'll be out for awhile and to call her if needed. It seems a little rude to not at least leave contact details after a posting like this, after all! Since she was already out and about, it only takes her a few minutes to reach the grocery store.]

[Life would be even more beautiful than it is already. And life is pretty damn wondrous here.

He doesn't particularly rush to the store, just goes about his own casual way. He isn't one for rushing, but that is something that Zelda should be well aware of by now. As such, he is definitely the later of the two to arrive, already sticking up one hand once he is able to spot her figure waiting for him.]

Heeey, my good sister. You fuckin' made it.

[She's already retrieved a basket to put things in at this point. Zelda raises one hand to return the wave, smiling.]

Of course! I was not terribly far. Shall we?

[The princess opens the door to the super market. This is a serious mission, Gamzee. Don't forget any of the ingredients!]

I was not sure what sort of cake we would be making, so I did not bring a list...

[Bad life choices, Zelda.]

[Terrible ones. But fun ones!

Gamzee happily trails at her side, folding his arms loosely behind his head.]

No worries there, ain't no biggie. We can just all like figure some shit what we wanna be makin' at the spot, yeah?

[He gives a smile, and a shrug.]

If some shit all does go missin' on us, we can go and get it later.

Isn't it bad to leave partially mixed ingredients sitting out?

[She'll go along with it anyway, snagging a basket to start putting ingredients in. Eggs obviously, and sugar... she already has Lon-Lon milk in her sylladex, this no-name variety clearly isn't up to par. Vanilla... maybe powdered sugar for frosting?]

My friend prefers sweets that are not too terribly artificial. What sort do you think might be good?

[Is that bad? Gamzee doesn't know if it is bad. He basically has a concrete stomach and half-dead tastebuds so he survives everything.

He does think on that though. Luckily, he's hooked up with a guy who can go for sweets every day if needed. Yes. Karkat's sweet-tooth is finally coming in handy.]

Uhhh, hmm, like what about fruit? Fruits are sweet. And they ain't none of that motherfuckin' artificial bizz.

He seems fine with fruit. He even made us all pies for Christmas! Perhaps some berries... do you know any recipes that use raspberries?

[They're a cute berry, and very vigorous. Since Duke travels around a lot it's likely he had them frequently.

Besides, she thinks they would go well with cream cheese. You can't go wrong with cream cheese.]

Yeah, sure! I think we can manage that wicked noise for sure.

[Well, he knows some recipes with fruits. And like... you can just put one fruit for another fruit, right? Baking is pretty magical like that. And hey, if it doesn't work out, they can just redo it, no biggie.]

[Baking is NOT magical like that! Zelda would be appalled if she could read his mind. Zelos tells her all the time that she can wing it too, but she never believes him and follows the recipes exactly.]

Oh, good.

[Adding those too, then! And the cream cheese. And a few other things she feels like they might need.]

Do you think this may be enough?

[Zelda would certainly be appalled if she could read his mind! Not only does he think about straying away from set recipes but something he even thinks about

boners]

Seems like.

[He pats her shoulder.]

No harm done if we all did forget something. Ain't a motherfuckin' hardship at all to come back at this place for a bit.

[Not boners, Gamzee. Don't ever think about the boners. If you ignore them, they just go away!]

If you say so.

[She sounds more than a little unsure as she moves to transfer all the items to bags, meticulously sorting the ingredients - dry ingredients in one bag, the eggs in their own bag, the fruit in another... she may have a bit of a need to organize things, but that's all right. It makes her happy.]

[Just because you don't like thinking about ~~Guy's~~ boners, doesn't mean Gamzee doesn't occasionally likes to let his mind stray into such regions.

but not on Guy's boners, of course, cause that would be kinda weird seeing as he has never really met the guy. But, you know, other boners.

we should stop talking about boners]

Yeah.

[He leans against the bagging area, motioning a little with his hands. He doesn't interrupt her though. Personally, he'd just chuck everything in a bunch of bags, maybe even just chuck those bags in his sylladex. Certainly no rhyme or reason to it like she is doing.]

Like... anyone got their own motherfuckin' pace to go at to things, yeah? Don't feel like it's a biggie if it does take longer for some peeps to do what they gotta be doing.

[The princess shoulders the bags, glancing to him.]

That is true here especially, I suppose. There is no harm in taking your time.

[She still doesn't like to waste time uselessly, though. They wouldn't need a return trip if Gamzee brought a recipe! Oh, she probably should have, but he said he'd be willing to teach her.

Somehow, it's only occurring to her now that Gamzee almost certainly follows the "just wing it" method of baking. Zelda clears her throat, heading for the door.]

Shall we?

[Gamzee doesn't offer to help carry the bags. Not that he'd mind to, the thought simply doesn't cross his mind. Were she to tell him to, or to ask, he'd gladly help, but as is, he's just rather oblivious.

And as she starts for the door, he follows.]

Feels like there be way too many motherfuckers what never get to taking a lil' chill, you know? Always motherfuckin' rushing and worrying and shit. Makes you forget what kinda beautiful fuckin' stuff be right in front of your bulbs.

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