[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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[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.
2/2
[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.]