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Other than crafting storms, what are your favorite pastimes / things to do? ((Glad you’re back Mun! Hope you’re well))

...Other than crafting storms, eh? 

The two sit quietly for a moment, Gan’s expression of gentle contemplation in usual sharp contrast with his brother’s furrowed brow. It’s true they resort to a great many things to amuse themselves, but in all honesty, Tavis much prefers a certain...variety to his schedule that makes picking out constants a difficulty, and...what with his newfound morals, a good number of fun ‘activities’ were no longer available to him. 

“Er...perhaps fire?”

Gan gives him a look. Right, he’s been trying to stray from that, too. Is his mind simply blanking from the pressure? Bah, preposterous! Such a banal little question should not scramble his mind! 

As Tavis undergoes another of his countless crises, Gan has scrounged up a few replies, he hums, a great, deep sound, and taps his chin. 

“Well, we often engage in competitions, races, sparring and the like. And while I am more inclined to this than my brother, we do enjoy watching the inhabitants below.” 

He swells with pride, sudden and sincere. “The glowi--er...” he’s working on this. “...Starfire has been teaching me to ‘bird watch’!” 

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smolgreenboi

ah HA, hahah! typical that tavis would pretend to know and gan would actually ask. so rather than answer gan’s question, gar merely turns to tavis with a quicksilver grin. “…/beings/?”

Gan’s own smile is quick to follow his friend’s, eyes glinting--a gleam less intense than his brother’s, but suitably playful in its own right. The question seems to cripple Tavis’s once confident stance, and he blinks once. Twice.

Legows. This was...surely some manner of stinging insect, correct? 

...Correct??

Silence continues to crawl by, and slowly, Tavis feels his face begin to heat, and he digs in his heels.

“Beings!! Yes! I cannot speak for your legows, perhaps they are different! Different legows!”

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👌(From both boys) :)

Send me 👌 for my muse to list 3 things they like about yours 

“Her powers are both fascinating and inspiring! For one who commands the clouds, the earth is its natural companion, I feel we have a kinship in how our powers connect us to the natural world.” 

“…I will confess…the act of riding upon a suspended chunk of earth and stone for transport is. Quite impressive.” (Tavis translator: it’s a really cool look)

“I find she is a steadfast, welcoming person. I am oftentimes unfamiliar with customs and courtesies found on the world below, but she has been nothing but kind and helpful to me. To have such a warm, relaxed friend in my life–both our lives, I feel truly grateful.”   

“The goggles! The adherence of such strange eyewear to shield her vision from the pesky winds that buffet those moving at higher speeds! It is indeed innovative!” (Tavis translator: ITS A REALLY COOL LOOK)

”She is most humorous! Whether sparring or pursuing criminals or simply ‘hanging out’ I quite enjoy her company and many jokes. I hope in the future we may spend more time together!”

…

(Tavis translator: there is nothing here because frankly, he’s too emotionally inept to acknowledge that he frankly sees a lot of himself in her, which is part of the reason he likes to antagonize her so much. Someone with great power and a free spirit, who struggles with the fear she will hurt others with it. And likely already has. This hits a chord in him, and despite his relentless bullying, he certainly sees a kindred spirit in her)                                     

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"dudes, have you ever stepped on a lego?"

Tavis operates entirely on autopilot, feeling particularly big-headed after his first successful encounter with the microwave–and the boast on his lips is thoughtless and immediate:

“–Hah! A novice mistake, indeed! Apologies, green one but never have I been so foolish to step on such…beings!” 

Gan watches this exchange placidly, and pauses a few moments as the clear excruciating reality of his brother’s ignorance seeps in. 

It is only when the faintest bead of sweat appears on Tavis’s brow that he opts to voice the question screaming from within his brother’s very soul. 

“…What is a…lego?”

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HEY HEY HEY. I totally belong with you two. I’d be like the coolest, sparkiest pet ever.

Gan stares at the tiny creature, mouth agape. This tiny animal is...speaking. A small, furry individual, suited in...in just...the sweetest little hat...oh...oh there are no words for what he’s feeling right now. Vindication? A sudden deliverance of a childhood dream? He has no idea. All he can do is stare. 

Tavis has other ideas. 

“AAAAAAAAAAH?!?!?!?!!?!” 

In a blink of an eye the little beast is swept up into Tavis’s arms, equal parts raging curiosity and ceaseless, unholy excitement.

“WHAT ARE YOU?????????!!!!” 

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NOOGIES BOTH OF THE BOYS IMMEDIATELY

Later, Tavis will attest that he was merely caught off guard by Autumns sudden tug downwards. Gan on the other hand openly marvels at the tiny woman’s considerable strength (he’d assume it was that, but quite honestly...it may just be undying resolve, knowing her). 

Regardless of how they got there, the two are trapped, damned to a prison of relentless noogies. 

Gan is, of course, wearing a helmet--so really all this gets from him is a delighted laugh. 

Tavis on the other hand...

“RELEASE ME!! NO!!! HOW DARE Y--OW OW OW--VILE WITCH, YOU WILL PAY DEARLY F--AGH, CEASE AT ONCE!!!!!!”

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"HEY THERE, COULD I INTEREST YOU TWO IN EXPLOSIONS??" ((hi soRRY TO BARGE INTO UR ASKBOX but uhh have a CJ bc he saw the dash and the word explosions mentioned and wELL,,))

Gan straightens, turning to face the newcomer with wide eyes. What a peculiar request! He’ll admit, the days have been somewhat quiet lately--a bit of fun would most certainly be appreciated...

But the last stranger to approach them with something ‘amusing’ had brought them nothing of the sort. He supposes he can’t help but be a bit...wary. 

Still, he hardly intends to be unfriendly! Gan smiles at the shorter figure. 

“Greetings! I do not believe we have been acquainted. What is it you mean by--”

Tavis--who up until now has had his head trapped in the confines of a two pound jar of Utz’s Cheese Balls™ finally frees himself from his plastic prison with a triumphant cry, and wastes little time to interrupt his brother’s absurd queries. 

“We are indubitably interested! Show us at once!!!!”