kido doesn't do festive holiday music

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Who: Kido and OPEN to her friends/people she thinks she owes.
What: The bestowing of gifts
When: IDK whenever the bestowing of gifts should occur.
Where: System Crash's Penthouse, Pride HQ, and quiet places she can meet up with her Virgo friends.
Warnings: Kido and Celty are gonna get pelted with crackers but otherwise...

[Kido's on a fucking mission to act like she's okay. She's like. Still all sorts of messed up, but she's trying to act like she's gonna make it.

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And during the holidays that means a s h i t t o n of baking. She has been pretty busy in the System Crash penthouse the last day or two making like a trillion cake rolls. Oh god why is she doing this cookies would be easier, but cookies are also something everyone's going to be making.

Every even slightly imperfect cake is going to get shoved onto her bandmates. She can't give something imperfect. Someone might think she actually made it. And like she doesn't want herself associated with baking it fucks with the rebel image. But there she is in the kitchen, long sleeved tee shirt with rolled up sleeves, slippers and an apron, super concentrated like this is her life.

Don't judge her.

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And like now she has to give them out. It's easier to do in HQ. She's not being tailed here. She's knocking on the doors of any friends (and anyone who she feels she owes a favor to), super casually like she's. Totally not been baking for the last too many hours straight.]

Hey. ... You like sweets right?

[THAT'S EXACTLY HOW YOU GIVE A GIFT.

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Except for Junkyard Carnival. At some point, they're gonna find themselves dealing with cracker pentagrams all over their goddamn wall.

And a cheese platter, mostly because she's terrified of Luci, with a nice little card, written in red, promising it's not poisoned and also "PS: Fuck you, Xanxus."

How she got in there? A fucking mystery.

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And of course there's Virgo to worry about. Most of her friends are Virgo. So there's going to be texts, to friends and, again, people she feels she owes a favor to.

Are you free? Think you could meet me at the music store on [street]?

Yup. That's not threatening and absolutely cannot get her in trouble if Lesedi reads it.

She's feeling pretty good about this all in all.

It's a great distraction from the glowing yellow eyes in her dreams that keep startling her awake.]

Comments

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[She wants to respond "who says?" but there's a moment like a spark before she can answer him. A flash.

A man standing in a doorway, carrying that wriggling black-haired boy she keeps seeing under his arm, marker all over the boy's face. A corny evil laugh, glasses glinting before he rushes off with the boy still held tight.

And there's a weird sense of understanding to that. A name on her tongue, an unimpressed "dad" that's tinted with the emotionless tone of everything she remembers of being small in these weird flashes. And a deep, painful sense of betrayal rooted in her chest.

So she doesn't play around with him this time, as she struggles to recover. Instead she just sinks to sit on a step and plops him down next to her. She lets out a heavy, tired sigh.]

Yeah. You're right. I'm not great at being a bad guy. [That's. Normal, right? She hopes he didn't notice her weird pause.]

[tigermillionaire]

[Tiger seems to take being sat down there without question, at first feeling a moment of vindication for ostensibly having won their little battle. Yet, it seemed pretty sudden. They'd just been messing around or whatever, right?]

Well...if you were the bad guy I probably wouldn't like you very much.

[He looks up at her, questioning.]

...I won't actually eat off the floor if you really don't want me to?

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[She gives him a look. It's a danchou look, more "done with this shit" than her normal ones.]

Don't eat off the floor. You'll get sick. [And then she leans back on the step behind her on her elbows.] Because I could've carried you all the way to your room. I just didn't feel like it.

[tigermillionaire]

[He frowns and crosses his arms, looking away from her.]

I already said I wouldn't.

[blindfoldcode]

You said if I don't want you to. And I don't. At all. [Sigh just. Sighs, rubbing the bridge of her nose.]

[tigermillionaire]

Yeah well, I think that was implied by you getting all mad!

[He sticks out his tongue.]

[blindfoldcode]

I wasn't all mad. I was worried.

[tigermillionaire]

You're weird.

[He sticks out his tongue.]

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[She nudges him.] You've said.