[The Japanese reply and pause immediately make Aubrey want to crawl back under that hole and stay there. But… it doesn’t sound like Akko is making fun? She is, in fact, entirely correct!] L-look, I— one of my friends is really into Japanese stuff [the word “weeaboo” would be relevant if Aubrey knew it], I was just—!
[Aubrey’s sputtering, yeah, but it’s… substantially more lighthearted? Akko is right! And her laugh is stupid cute! Aubrey is trying not to melt! Why deny it? Her friends were playing matchmaker like a bad romcom for a reason.
[Aubrey sighs, defeated but not particularly upset about it.]
Yeah, yeah. You got me. That’s all I know so far, but… I mean, I said I wanted to get to know you, too. We don’t all have truth potions.
[Trying to learn a language, even if only a little bit, is a big task to do for a friend! Almost so big that one wouldn't do it for just a friend.]
I could teach you a little, if you want! [It is as good an excuse as any other to spend time together!] Here, your first lesson: instead of san, go with chan. Akko-chan! We're way too close to be using anything more formal.
[If Aubrey wants to get to know Akko better, she'll share Japanese things with her! It's such a sweet idea. She'll even share her umeboshi! It's always hilarious seeing these foreign girls try them for the first time. It'll even be worth however upset Aubrey gets for not being warned.]
[Has Aubrey looked into umeboshi since it came up? Perhaps. Is she prepared to taste it for herself? Not at all. Ah, but the things she’s willing to put herself through for her very good friend who she has totally normal and platonic feelings about.]
[She won’t even protest being called adorable and sweet. For now. Aubrey is too busy having her brain melted by the mere idea of personalized lessons. She’ll worry about looking Akko in the face again later.] Akko-…chan. Hah, isn’t that supposed to be an extra cutesy one—?
Of course we are! We kinda have to be after the party, right?
[You don't get that handsy and kissy and come out anything but closer. Plus, it would be embarrassing to like Aubrey as much as she does and they not be close. So, they have to be! And if they aren't now, they will be with the amount of time Akko wants to spend with her.]
That's why we've gotta get to know each other better. Oh, oh, we can have a whole night, just the two of us! We can watch movies and I can teach you Japanese and we can have a load of snacks!
[That is what some would call a 'date', but the thought does not occur to her.]
Aubrey-chaaan~ Aubrey-chaaanh~ I'll have Aubrey-chan aaall to myself!
[Akko’s got a point. Aubrey sure as hell came out of that party feeling different about Akko than when she went in, even if it takes her a second to catch up with the entirely reasonable conclusion that they are in fact closer for it. God, but the offer of a full night? The singsong “Aubrey-chan”?]
You’re killing me again, Akko. …-chan. [She’s too giddy to sound at all annoyed, even teasingly—or to catch herself on the “again.” When was the last time Aubrey felt like an excited little kid like this? It only barely registers that Akko’s effectively proposing a date night.
[Barely. But not not at all.] Heh, do all your friends get sleepovers like that?
Nope, not like this one. This is an Aubrey special.
[She is normally 'more the merrier' with her chaotic plan-making, but this time things feel different, like anyone else around would automatically sour the night. The nervousness at the start of this call is...well, still there, but more of a nervous excitement now? There are so many confusing feelings going on.]
And, uh...
[This would be less painful over text, but she is so glad Aubrey cannot see her face right now, especially as she stares at the phone with a look of anxiety. She holds her breath.]
[Oh, that… That spikes Aubrey’s excitement in a distinctly non-childlike way. Maybe it’s silly, considering how the call started and all, but… well, Akko’s tone sure shifted. Or at least it sounds that way to Aubrey, with the preceding pause and all.
[There’s a pause on her end, too. This means they don’t have to awkwardly dance around the subject all night, right? Aubrey liked the kiss, for all the grief it’s given her in the aftermath. (And even that has been worth it, considering.) Apparently, so did Akko. Enough to prepare.]
You did, huh? [She answers late, the way she’s been doing with Akko a lot. Weird…] Well, I haven’t found any umeboshi, but if you have it…
[A quick glance over her shoulder, to make sure her friends aren’t listening. Which isn’t necessary, probably, but, um. Where was she going with that, again?]
…I’ll… make sure, uh. you.. enjoy it. The same way. You know.
[A positive reaction! Thank goodness Aubrey understood. Ah, but what does this mean...? Does this confirm--no, don't start thinking now, Akko, just keep going.]
I should be able to whip some up. Just for you.
[Is giving some weird lip gloss of Akko's favorite food really for Aubrey...? Oh well. It'll be good magic practice to somehow turn some of her precious umeboshi into lip gloss. Well, 'good' is debatable. Kind stupid, really. But practice is practice.]
So, we're really gonna do this, huh? Just two friends having a sleepover. A totally normal sleepover.
[Why can she not think about anything but kissing Aubrey??? Please, Akko, focus. That isn't a sure thing! Oh, jeez, her little gay heart is out of control. What has Aubrey done?]
You sure make it sound normal. [Ha. Haha. Nervous laugh…? It’s still a good kind of nervous, though; mainly, Aubrey’s glad that absolute trainwreck of a line, whatever it was supposed to be, didn’t blow up everything.]
I mean, geez. We’re just gonna hang out and… have snacks and learn and stuff. [They are having the exact same extremely normal thought.] With nooo witnesses. Ha…
[Aubrey feels like she’s in the danger zone again. One particular line comes to mind, a better one, but she’s not gonna risk it with people in the other room. Like that stopped anything before!]
[somewhere around britain, which makes the logistics of this date complicated, america girl]
Huh? At my dorm. Why?
[No way Aubrey wants their definitely normal hangout session and sleepover to start now, right? Or maybe she wants to hangout pre-totally-normal hangout? What other reason would she need to know Akko's location...?]
[it’s fiiine, for the purposes of crosscanon shenanigans magic is already real so what’s a little geography-smushing. unless magic is specifically concentrated in Great Britain???]
Oh. Cool.
[And it doesn’t sound like she has roommates. No supervision, no gods, no masters. Not a soul as witness, guaranteed…!]
Just… wasn’t sure if this was at your house or something. [Right. Yes. They are so close that Aubrey was not fully cognizant of Akko living on-campus.] Your dorm is totally cool with guests and everything, right?
[Oh no, she is going to owe Sucy so much after she begs her roommates to give her the dorm for the night. Well, she'll cross that bridge when she gets to it. Hopefully whatever experiment she will need to be the guinea pig for as payment isn't that bad.]
Oh, sure! Totally. They're cool with anything they don't find out about.
[Hopefully Aubrey, the tough and cool badgirl, is super impressed by all the rule breaking Akko has planned. Just for her! That's how you impress girls like Aubrey, right...?]
So, would you rather climb through the window or I turn you into a bunny and hide you under my hat?
[It is a miracle above miracles that Akko still thinks of Aubrey as a tough and cool badgirl—but incidentally, she’s right! About the rulebreaking, that is. Akko can’t see it, but talk like that earns a mischievous little grin from Aubrey.]
You know what? [The tease in her voice is back, though!] Tempting as it is to get turned into a bunny [ostensibly a joke], yeah, I’ll climb your window.
But I’ll probably need some magical help. [Her tone implies a plan. She does not have one.] Think you’ll be ready?
Oh, I'm ready to lend a magic hand. [Now that this is a matter of causing trouble, Akko is somehow feeling more confident about all this.] Just let me know if you get cold feet.
[Okay, so, this is apparently happening. This is not what she expected to happen when she woke up this morning. She wasn't sure if Aubrey would talk to her or acknowledge the events at the party. Is there any chance she is misreading all this...?
Aubrey did like the watermelon lipgloss line, so it's hard to take this any other way.......]
[It is so much easier to be confident when it’s just a little mischief-making. Like, stupid easy. So very easy that, barely noticing Akko’s response (or even if there is one), Aubrey blurts out] Can’t wait to snack on you.
Akko stares at her phone. Did she just? Her brain struggles to comprehend. Is this a dream? Has Sucy cursed her again? Did she black out from anticipation? Akko pinches her self, slaps her cheeks, looks herself over--she is pretty sure this is reality!
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[That was meant to be an internal thought, but. Oh well. After a moment of processing, Akko lets out a laugh.]
Aubrey! Did you really--Don't tell me you learned that for me! Oh, jeez.
[Aubrey has officially lost any right to bully Akko for being a huge dork. Akko has no idea how to process this, but it is weirdly sweet!]
You're adorable! I bet you're trying not to melt from embarrassment, huh? I wish I could see it!
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[The Japanese reply and pause immediately make Aubrey want to crawl back under that hole and stay there. But… it doesn’t sound like Akko is making fun? She is, in fact, entirely correct!] L-look, I— one of my friends is really into Japanese stuff [the word “weeaboo” would be relevant if Aubrey knew it], I was just—!
[Aubrey’s sputtering, yeah, but it’s… substantially more lighthearted? Akko is right! And her laugh is stupid cute! Aubrey is trying not to melt! Why deny it? Her friends were playing matchmaker like a bad romcom for a reason.
[Aubrey sighs, defeated but not particularly upset about it.]
Yeah, yeah. You got me. That’s all I know so far, but… I mean, I said I wanted to get to know you, too. We don’t all have truth potions.
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[Trying to learn a language, even if only a little bit, is a big task to do for a friend! Almost so big that one wouldn't do it for just a friend.]
I could teach you a little, if you want! [It is as good an excuse as any other to spend time together!] Here, your first lesson: instead of san, go with chan. Akko-chan! We're way too close to be using anything more formal.
[If Aubrey wants to get to know Akko better, she'll share Japanese things with her! It's such a sweet idea. She'll even share her umeboshi! It's always hilarious seeing these foreign girls try them for the first time. It'll even be worth however upset Aubrey gets for not being warned.]
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[Has Aubrey looked into umeboshi since it came up? Perhaps. Is she prepared to taste it for herself? Not at all. Ah, but the things she’s willing to put herself through for her very good friend who she has totally normal and platonic feelings about.]
[She won’t even protest being called adorable and sweet. For now. Aubrey is too busy having her brain melted by the mere idea of personalized lessons. She’ll worry about looking Akko in the face again later.] Akko-…chan. Hah, isn’t that supposed to be an extra cutesy one—?
[Wait.] We’re close?
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[You don't get that handsy and kissy and come out anything but closer. Plus, it would be embarrassing to like Aubrey as much as she does and they not be close. So, they have to be! And if they aren't now, they will be with the amount of time Akko wants to spend with her.]
That's why we've gotta get to know each other better. Oh, oh, we can have a whole night, just the two of us! We can watch movies and I can teach you Japanese and we can have a load of snacks!
[That is what some would call a 'date', but the thought does not occur to her.]
Aubrey-chaaan~ Aubrey-chaaanh~ I'll have Aubrey-chan aaall to myself!
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[Akko’s got a point. Aubrey sure as hell came out of that party feeling different about Akko than when she went in, even if it takes her a second to catch up with the entirely reasonable conclusion that they are in fact closer for it. God, but the offer of a full night? The singsong “Aubrey-chan”?]
You’re killing me again, Akko. …-chan. [She’s too giddy to sound at all annoyed, even teasingly—or to catch herself on the “again.” When was the last time Aubrey felt like an excited little kid like this? It only barely registers that Akko’s effectively proposing a date night.
[Barely. But not not at all.] Heh, do all your friends get sleepovers like that?
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[She is normally 'more the merrier' with her chaotic plan-making, but this time things feel different, like anyone else around would automatically sour the night. The nervousness at the start of this call is...well, still there, but more of a nervous excitement now? There are so many confusing feelings going on.]
And, uh...
[This would be less painful over text, but she is so glad Aubrey cannot see her face right now, especially as she stares at the phone with a look of anxiety. She holds her breath.]
...I got that watermelon lip gloss.
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[Oh, that… That spikes Aubrey’s excitement in a distinctly non-childlike way. Maybe it’s silly, considering how the call started and all, but… well, Akko’s tone sure shifted. Or at least it sounds that way to Aubrey, with the preceding pause and all.
[There’s a pause on her end, too. This means they don’t have to awkwardly dance around the subject all night, right? Aubrey liked the kiss, for all the grief it’s given her in the aftermath. (And even that has been worth it, considering.) Apparently, so did Akko. Enough to prepare.]
You did, huh? [She answers late, the way she’s been doing with Akko a lot. Weird…] Well, I haven’t found any umeboshi, but if you have it…
[A quick glance over her shoulder, to make sure her friends aren’t listening. Which isn’t necessary, probably, but, um. Where was she going with that, again?]
…I’ll… make sure, uh. you.. enjoy it. The same way. You know.
[And the #1 Smoothness award goes to…!]
I’m glad you remembered that’s all.
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I should be able to whip some up. Just for you.
[Is giving some weird lip gloss of Akko's favorite food really for Aubrey...? Oh well. It'll be good magic practice to somehow turn some of her precious umeboshi into lip gloss. Well, 'good' is debatable. Kind stupid, really. But practice is practice.]
So, we're really gonna do this, huh? Just two friends having a sleepover. A totally normal sleepover.
[Why can she not think about anything but kissing Aubrey??? Please, Akko, focus. That isn't a sure thing! Oh, jeez, her little gay heart is out of control. What has Aubrey done?]
With no witnesses this time.
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You sure make it sound normal. [Ha. Haha. Nervous laugh…? It’s still a good kind of nervous, though; mainly, Aubrey’s glad that absolute trainwreck of a line, whatever it was supposed to be, didn’t blow up everything.]
I mean, geez. We’re just gonna hang out and… have snacks and learn and stuff. [They are having the exact same extremely normal thought.] With nooo witnesses. Ha…
[Aubrey feels like she’s in the danger zone again. One particular line comes to mind, a better one, but she’s not gonna risk it with people in the other room. Like that stopped anything before!]
Uh… Where… are you, anyway?
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somewhere around britain, which makes the logistics of this date complicated, america girl]Huh? At my dorm. Why?
[No way Aubrey wants their definitely normal hangout session and sleepover to start now, right? Or maybe she wants to hangout pre-totally-normal hangout? What other reason would she need to know Akko's location...?]
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it’s fiiine, for the purposes of crosscanon shenanigans magic is already real so what’s a little geography-smushing. unless magic is specifically concentrated in Great Britain???]Oh. Cool.
[And it doesn’t sound like she has roommates. No supervision, no gods, no masters. Not a soul as witness, guaranteed…!]
Just… wasn’t sure if this was at your house or something. [Right. Yes. They are so close that Aubrey was not fully cognizant of Akko living on-campus.] Your dorm is totally cool with guests and everything, right?
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Oh, sure! Totally. They're cool with anything they don't find out about.
[Hopefully Aubrey, the tough and cool badgirl, is super impressed by all the rule breaking Akko has planned. Just for her! That's how you impress girls like Aubrey, right...?]
So, would you rather climb through the window or I turn you into a bunny and hide you under my hat?
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[It is a miracle above miracles that Akko still thinks of Aubrey as a tough and cool badgirl—but incidentally, she’s right! About the rulebreaking, that is. Akko can’t see it, but talk like that earns a mischievous little grin from Aubrey.]
You know what? [The tease in her voice is back, though!] Tempting as it is to get turned into a bunny [ostensibly a joke], yeah, I’ll climb your window.
But I’ll probably need some magical help. [Her tone implies a plan. She does not have one.] Think you’ll be ready?
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[Okay, so, this is apparently happening. This is not what she expected to happen when she woke up this morning. She wasn't sure if Aubrey would talk to her or acknowledge the events at the party. Is there any chance she is misreading all this...?
Aubrey did like the watermelon lipgloss line, so it's hard to take this any other way.......]
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[Not a chance.]
Hell yeah. You free this weekend?
[It is so much easier to be confident when it’s just a little mischief-making. Like, stupid easy. So very easy that, barely noticing Akko’s response (or even if there is one), Aubrey blurts out] Can’t wait to snack on you.
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[She immediately hangs up.]
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Akko stares at her phone. Did she just? Her brain struggles to comprehend. Is this a dream? Has Sucy cursed her again? Did she black out from anticipation? Akko pinches her self, slaps her cheeks, looks herself over--she is pretty sure this is reality!
Did she just...? She did. Aubrey did say that.]
yeah i'm free
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[She did! She’s so! smooth! and normal! about! all of this!!!!1!!]
cool
[Lip gloss is going to be the death of her.]