DEDICATED HENRATURRA POST;

[vecna]

(( when the sun sets, we're both the same ))

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[vecna]

[telekinetically flings loose snow at her from behind]

[velluminous]

[ IT'S DOWN HER COAT

SHRIEKS ]

Knave!

[vecna]

[FLINGS MORE SNOW AT HER

The mushrooms gasp: Cheating!

FLINGS SNOW AT THEM TOO (gently)

Waaahh!!

Henry finds himself laughing.]

[velluminous]

Get him!

[ she's tumbling down on top and just. grabbing armfuls of snow from the drift itself that he's fallen into and hauling it onto his face. ]

[vecna]

[Leapt onto, and now getting snow piled onto his face and body—]

W-wait, Sprezzatura, you— mfhh—

[Bye Henry, a soul more snowdrift than man. Even more so when the little mushrooms waddle up quickly and start kicking snow at him with their stubby legs. It’s the effort that counts.

Yeah!!!

henry really is that jojo meme rn]

[velluminous]

[ now she's laughing, too ]

There.

[vecna]

[The mushrooms continue to kick little fluffy waves of snow at Henry, though it's negligible. Henry tries to heft himself into a sit, but he's still covered in snow, so he opts for telepathy.]

Okay, okay, you win!

[velluminous]

Ha-HA!

[vecna]

[A ripple of amusement.]

Let me up?

[velluminous]

[ which prompts a low laugh, not quite a giggle, as she buries her hands into the snow on either side of him and curls them beneath his back and lifts. up you get, lyubimy. ]

[vecna]

[Lifted up like the most unhinged baptism that's ever taken place, and snow sloughs softly off of him, piling down at his waist instead. It's all in his hair, still sticking to his cheekbones, a whole layer of it covering his front jacket.

One of the mushrooms say: Yeah, we won! You toss snowballs weawy hawd, Spwezza!]

[velluminous]

[ he looks like a winter spirit. she blows on his face, so that it melts. ]

Don't I?

[vecna]

[Now he's a slightly melting winter spirit, just chilly dew drops on his face here and there. Henry reaches up to wipe some snow off his cheek.]

She does. She plays to win.

[Mushrooms, again: We won!!

Henry chuckles and glances at the little sons and back to Sprezzatura.]

We should do this more often.

[velluminous]

Hmm. Perhaps.

[ it unnerves her far less than the activities he had proposed before this. ]

[vecna]

[Hey, he'd still do those activities, too.

All three mushrooms wander towards Sprezzatura, one of them trying to make a bumbling climb into her lap.]

Keep this up, and they'll start to like you even more than me.

[velluminous]

[ clumsy and earnest, and she puts out a hand to keep it from tumbling off. ]

I think that is already.

[vecna]

[The mushroom, aided by Sprezzatura, manages to climb into her lap and turns to sit. Smiling happily.]

…Maybe. But that’s not so bad, and I’m happy to see you warming up to them.

[velluminous]

[ instinctive to rest her palm atop its head, once settled—she lifts it away again at Henry's words. ]

They are such persistent things!

[vecna]

Of course they are. They love you.

[Simple as that. Says a mushroom, Pwesistentwy!]

[velluminous]

No, you love me. They follow your lead.

[vecna]

Maybe that was true at the start. But I think if I suddenly declared that we're not seeing you anymore, they'd burst into tears.

[ACCEPT THEIR LOVE]

[velluminous]

I do not even understand what I have done to earn that. One day, you are sending them to my room, and now they demand me to carrying them from place to place.

[ girl they're right THERE ]

[vecna]

[it's okay they're too dumb to overthink it]

Isn't that how it works? Time makes the heart grow fonder. That's what happened between you and me, after all.

[velluminous]

[ local wizard having difficulty ascribing full emotional complexity to mushroom sons ]

That was little bit different, don't you think?

[vecna]

[ ⭐️ ]

And how? Just because one's romantic and the other is familial, it doesn't mean the process is much different. Though... maybe I had to work a lot harder than they did.

[That's because we're cuter than Henwy!

Wow. The blunt force honesty of children.]