I'm so behiiiiind anyway scrambled to get this done before midnight. Troll dads are on a date!
Oh what a grand night the klokaran had decided to grace them with upon this very eve! Winding it’s way through the trees, bramla carries the barest hint of winter chill speaking neither of words nor visitors impending and it is all he can do to bask in the idea for a moment or two longer as they walk. It is such a rarity for there to be nary a whelp who is in need of guidance nor training underfoot and while he will always wish the trio well, in their own days of enjoyment it is rather nice when they can have one themselves. Months might be little more than a penny in the ocean to their kind but it made such things no less appetising. In fact, the very second the conundrum got wind of such a fabled time coming he was ushering them out the Market for the moment the Ram finally departed as fast as he could.
After taking a deep breath for luck and health, Blinky cannot help the merry spin on his heels. One set of hands comes to a rest on his hips whereas the others become buried in the sideburns of mossy fur earning a faint contented rumble. Were there music playing he would have quite liked to take this moment for a dance given there is enough space out here with no fear of being seen which could cause any feeling of self-consciousness but alas. Something to bookmark for another occasion perhaps if they can borrow one of the strange music boxes that seem to be all a rage amongst the humans nowadays. He chooses instead to ask the all-important question.
“What do you think we should do with ourselves, my friend? I believe it is your turn to pick.”
“Hmm…”
Ah he must have forgotten, quite understandable in the circumstances. AAARRRGGHH prefers to think through his options the greatest of care before making a decision so he steps away, just enough, to give him amble space to do so. They had discovered so many brand-new locales through his choices that never would have occurred to him alone such as the one known as Magellans he was introduced to curtsey of following a cat’s tail! While it was not the most obvious to visit, it often had fascinating objects for perusal in their window and even barter should something catch his eye. Humans never seem to lose their habit of an unconditional yes when presented with what they considered precious gems. Diamonds seen as more than a fancy form of shade lamp? Such strange ideas they have!
“It was the scrapyard last if it helps. I would not at all be against the idea if you are interested in finding what snacks they went and left for us there. More parts for one of my little projects are always a boon.”
“There first?”
The way it is said is with a particular air of mischief matched in green eyes and it makes his mouth quirk even higher at the edges. How could he even consider saying no to such a handsome sight...? It does pique his curiosity greatly and what sort of scholar would he be if he did not pursue an answer.
“Of course! Though might I inquire what you mean by first?”
He is given a gentle pat between his horns accompanied by a rumbling chuckle that is felt far more than it is heard.
“Surprise~”
Now if there was one thing he loved nearly as much as the krubera it’s a good mystery. While books are incredibly entertaining there is something particular special about one he can get all four hands into that is ready to go and simply gagging to be solved. Sure sometimes they might dive straight into conspiracy territory but what are they if not an alternate form of fascination? To have something in that vein from him directly congeals into a perfect moment!
“Oh is that so?” He replies half coy despite having already clapped all hands together in a loud clunk in sheer delight.
“Very well then. Please lead on! I am quite intrigued what you have in store for us tonight.”
The path they take is one long-worn through various habitation and nature’s slow yet steady reclamation on the outskirts of Arcadia where there is far more cover then the more dangerous streets. It allows his mind to wander upwards to the open expanse of sky where it’s healthy bounty of stars always reminds him so much of the tiny sparkles embedded in AAARRRGGHH’s stone or the way his markings can create a spectacle even against the darkest canvas. The underground is beautiful in a myriad of ways but there is nary a thing that can compare to the beauty above and even they pale in comparison to his other half. Simply by his presence he adds to the soundscape and helps smooth away the irritation silence frequently causes his racing mind. That they were separated for any length of time still greatly pains his core and frequently haunts his night dreams. The stillness felt all-consuming in it’s existence. After being asked to wait a moment at their initial stop, Blinky continues to wonder aloud about whatever it was that laid ahead given there had been many an hour spent rummaging for whatever delights this place might host. Why would only a short visit be required? He must be very certain that the whatever is here and that still doesn’t explain where exactly they are going. Perhaps a bumper had been left here, that would be rather lovely. The last one unfortunately didn’t quite fit. What he most certainly does not expect is the other troll reappearing with a scuffle of fine black ribbon attached to his larger horns and some form of bag in his fist given away only by the dainty handles peeping out between his fingers. Curiouser and ever curiouser!
“Well aren’t you looking rather dashing?”
As soon as he is able to he reaches upwards to give the right most ‘flower’ a little pat. The texture reminds him a little of those walkman things that seemed to barely exist for a moment before interest had been lost. Shame really, they made wonderful food when paired with the right mushrooms and seed. Fashionable and a snack in one, how lovely!
“Mmmn, accessorise. Like it?”
The krubera is positively beaming and he can almost feel himself swoon at such a sight.
“Very much so! Shall we continue our grand jaunt of intrigue?”
With a sound of affirmation it seems that they were off once more though with no more clues to answer his wonderings. It is hard to completely quell the bubble of excitement and it does make him all a jitter whilst walking though with the fond looks thrown his direction as often as they are, he must be managing to keep it mostly contained.
… Returning so close to human habitation is not what he had in mind however. It is an odd sort of place called Granada Drive-In according to the giant sign and is not one he immediately recognises. There is a strange large white coloured rectangle situated at a great height far across from them and an open flat space with a few cars haphazardly parked between the white lines all facing towards it. How odd! He is carefully guided towards a seeming vantage point on the left most of this strange area and he happily does as he is bid. They’re out the way enough that it is unlikely they will be spotted without their own view being interfered with though the answer continues to elude him and does not abate when encouraged to sit. He does so of course and resumes tapping his chin in thought.
“Wingman said moving picture fun, watch with someone special.”
The krubera sits himself behind Blinky before leaning over the tiniest bit to rest his chin between the horns of the smaller troll to cuddle closer. Letting out a happy sigh at the feeling of him, Blinky leans into the comforting embrace only to have a striped carrier bag offered like a gift. With a ponderous hum it is taken, opened and delighted over when he discovered that it is positively filled with a multitude of incredibly tempting metal snacks.
“Very special.”
Unable to properly press their foreheads together as he’d prefer for such a wonderous moment, the smaller troll takes the next best option in the form of raising his head to gently butt the stone surrounding him in both appreciation and pure love. One pair of hands take the bag to secure it between them for easier access while the upper two rest on the surrounding forearms as though he had just been seated on the most perfect throne.
“That you are my friend, that you are. I believe Master Jim calls this popcorn, such an odd name for anything. You really did think this all through didn’t you?”
The rumbling laugh tells it’s own story and it appears they were just in time for the screen begins to light up with the opening trailers before the start of tonight's special feature.
~ Fighting evil by moonlight - Winning love by daylight ~
@arcadia-trash needs to NEVER stop having the best fucking galaxy brain ideas
In dragon AU when Blinky turns back into a troll he occasionally yes, spits sparks, but perhaps the most concerning thing is the way he sometimes snores smoke in his sleep, which isn’t even a dragon thing
