#rxspbel

[crxnber-blog]

hey~ do you have a headcanon on how cranber died? i'm just wondering since she's your muse but it's okay if you don't want to answer!! ouo

wow sorry i didn't see this until now but i'll still answer it anyways.i have it listed on her bio section of my account now.

[thepacifish-blog]

GREEN GREEN EVERYWHERE GIVES YOU ALL THE RASPBERRY ICE CREAM

GREEN = I think you’re cute.

"T-this is too much!"

[rawbxrry]

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rxspbel replied to your post:tbh if I make a new blog it’ll be either blue sea...

screams how about the squid

but seguro is the best bro I mean come on

[rawbxrry]

A tale of two sisters. [@rxspbel]

As beginnings go, this wasn't really unexpected, wasn't it? I would rather be surprised that it wasn't the first one - dubious honour that goes to Macarona, which is a pretty obvious opening to this show of mine.

Yes. Blabbering. I'm sorry. Moving on. Moving on to the scene, and the scene is the Garden, no more no less. Why exhausting oneself in marching to the horizon, when both the characters already walk the same stage?

Gray Village, the Preserves Sister's house, the kitchen, in this order zooming in. Raspbel is your own problem, and I will leave her to your care; Rawberry sit at the table, staring at a centipede futilely trying to slither to safety, knocking it off route from time to time with a lazy finger. Strangely silent, that day, little to no smile and worried expression on her face.

"Big sis."

Her voice, too, was quiet, low. A bit sleepy, as well, but that is not news.

"Am I gonna hurt Macarona, one day? Hurt bad?"

A mix of curiosity, worry, fear, and excitement. Such emotions do not usually mingle that well in a single sentence, but weird things are the least you should expect in this place.

[rawbxrry]

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Roger. One starter incoming.

[macarxna]

rxspbel​:

A plastic smile grew upon her face as soon as the bugs have been received. Poor little things, having met their fate by her little sister, but it was always the older one who had to make it into intolerable jam. A strand of sweat slides down the side of her face, her face a bit surprised when the other had inquired. Not wanting to worry the angel, she responded with:

"Only Rawberry eats the bugs. I have my strawberries to snack on."

She had to keep her diet a secret. There was such a fetching meal right in front of her, but for the sake of her publicity. She restrains herself.

Admittedly, it brings Macarona a lot of relief to hear that; she wouldn't know how to react if Raspbel reciprocated her little sister's eating habits. After all, Macarona admires the older girl, idolizes her as a big sister, and an admission of eating bugs... might just have an effect on that admiration. Might.

"Thank goodness....."

"I wonder how Rawberry tolerates eating all the things she does...?"

Needless to say, there's a lot about them she doesn't understand. Ignorance is bliss.