You have mail!

[singularjustice]

[ N is still not fully used to holidays as they are in Vatheon, but he is getting better. He understands from what he has been told that one of the objects of this Valentine's Day celebration that is coming up is to find a Valentine for one's self.

So he is doing so in the most efficient way possible.

This week, left for all of his friends, is a card with their name on it and N's own name signed on the bottom. ]





[ Respond as you will. ]

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[messianic]

[Minato doesn't bother responding to that.

He just folds up the note and tucks it into his pocket and wanders over there with a bag full of ingredients.

Knock knock knock.]

[singularjustice]

[ ...huh?

Though the various creatures in the house inform him who it is before he even opens the door. So he does not look surprised when he peeks out, even if he is a little confused. ]

Minato?

[messianic]

[He just lifts the bags, carton of eggs poking out the top.]

Did you want to make cookies?

[singularjustice]

[ N cannot help the smile that spreads across his face. ]

-- yes!

[messianic]

[Heh. Minato nods then, stepping in and glancing around, tiling his head.]

Let's call it a late house-warming party.