[ she tilts her head toward him, her eyes still on the stack as she places, at last, the final cracker atop it. only then do her eyes flicker to his face. ]
[ ... what is that face even for!! he doesn't think she can do it, does he? well she'll show him!! she might have a small mouth, but she has a big ambition... and appetite.
so!! carefully, she lifts the septuple stacked smore..
..and jams it right into her mouth, marshmallow and chocolate streaming everywhere, crackers breaking apart into huge, gooey hunks. she has to use the palms of her hands to sort of.. smash it all into her mouth. alisaie leveilleur, daughter of the esteemed house leveilleur, scion of the seventh dawn, child prodigy, and well-bred young lady - feast your eyes upon her. ]
Well, there she goes, cramming the whole thing in. This time, Prompto doesn't try to stop her, though he does pull out his camera, because if she's really going for it, she better believe he's going to take photographic proof. And so he takes pictures of all of this as it unfolds. Truly, she has gone where no tiny Elezen girl has gone before, chocolate and marshmallow streaming all over her face.
He glances up from behind his camera, his eyebrows high upon his face. ]
...Whoa. You really showed that thing who was boss.
[ And then he sets his camera down, so he can clap. Slowly. ]
[ ah, he's taking photos, of course he is.. whatever, their great great grandchildren will be awed and amazed by how fiercely grandma can put away some smores. ]
Mrnf - !
[ she starts, spraying graham cracker everywhere, but she soon thinks better of it all and finishes chewing. which takes. a long time..
but she gets there eventually and swallows it all down, her face a mess of chocolate and marshmallow. ]
[ Yep, this'll definitely be a great tale to retell by the fireside...
Once she finishes and declares her victory, Prompto is momentarily silent. He's never seen a display of fierce determination and willpower quite like that, and when all is said and done, there's nothing left for him to do but...
Laugh. Full and uproarious, laughter spills out of him, and he leans forward, holding his sides to keep them from splitting. ]
[ he bursts into laughter, and she does too, easily infected by his glee because i mean, she did just jam like 47 smores into her mouth, it must have looked spectacular.. she's still finding remnants behind her teeth and underneath her tongue which she's chewing while laughing and attempting not to choke. ]
I know, I know..
[ she says between peals of giggles, though she's wiping the sticky mess from her face with both hands all the while - it doesn't really remove it, just.. smears it around. leaning forward, she shoves both of her hands all over his face too, to share the love. ]
[ Ah...this is truly a fate worse than death. She presses her sticky, chocolatey, marshmallowy fingers against his face and he yelps, pushing himself backwards to escape her reach. He doesn't want to break out! Doesn't she know how delicate his pores are?!
But even after her attack, he's laughing, still holding his stomach with one arm, even as he falls over onto his side and covers his face with the other. ]
S-sorry! I c-can't help it! You were just — just —
[ covering his face was a very bad idea, because now his hair is just wide open for the attack.. and if you think she's too kind not to go for it, you'd be wrong. there they go, both sticky hands right in his hair!! ]
[ Of course she goes for his hair. He should have expected it, but he doesn't and as her fingers sink into his locks, he screeches out: ]
Nononononnonono — not the hair, NOT THE HAIR!!!
[ The has crossed the line from being humorous to being flat-out assault! He swats her hands away, grabbing for her wrists, anything to spare his hair from this onslaught.
She might be cute, but he can only forgive so much. ]
[ HEHE LISTEN TO HIM SUFFER!! his shrieking and begging should probably urge her to stop, but no, it really just spurs her on, and with a wild grin, she smushes her hands in even harder!! at least until he's holding her wrists. alisaie is quite strong for her size, but prompto could still probably beat her in an arm wrestling contest.
maybe.
so she slows. i mean, the damage is already done, anyway.. she speaks through pealing cackles. ]
[ Nine times out of ten, Alisaie telling him anything even remotely close to "you look good" would make him giddy and panicked, but in this context, he can only grimace around a bark of laughter, still holding onto her wrists so she doesn't attempt to retaliate further. ]
I find that hard to believe! I was lookin' so on point today, too...
[ Not that he put extra time in his appearance, knowing he was going to see her tonight...and now she's ruined it!!! ]
[ It sure isn't! But nothing is strong enough to repel marshmallow. And she just won't relent, even know! He is rescinding his crush on her, this is the absolute worst. ]
I-it just — makes him hair look all shiny 'n' nice!
[ Not like he was trying to impress her or anything!!! But since she won't stop her attack, he's going to go right for her sides while she ambushes his hair, digging his fingers in for a full on tickle assault!!! ]
[ it sure do make him hair look all shiny n nice......
truly though marshmallow is the stickiest substance in the universe, he's probably going to have to shave his head now, sad. anyway, the tickling is truly the strongest retaliation he can dish out, and she tugs away immediately with a shriek, shimmying away. ]
Well, at least the tickling has done the trick, and he doesn't pursue her, instead reaching up to gingerly feel at his messed up hair. Oh, this is bad...so bad, he almost misses that compliment from her. ]
O-oh. [ Insta-blush!! ] Y-you really think so?
[ Maybe his efforts weren't in vain after all... ]
yeah his hair sure looks awful tho. she almost feels bad, if only for how long it'll take him to wash it all out, probably.. for her part, alisaie just licks her hands clean, though she pulls a face, because the yummy is all mixed up with gross hair product.. ]
Of course I do. You spend an ungodsly amount of time on it, after all. Why is it so important to you?
[ Should it be hot that she's licking her fingers after touching his hair??? It's...confusing...
Anyway. All hope is lost for his hair, so he gives up, instead breaking off a piece of chocolate and popping it into his mouth and shrugging a shoulder. ]
What, there something wrong with lookin' like F-I-N-E?
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[ she tilts her head toward him, her eyes still on the stack as she places, at last, the final cracker atop it. only then do her eyes flicker to his face. ]
Yes?
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Rather than say anything one way or another, he's just going to keep quiet (for once) and see how this unfolds... ]
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so!! carefully, she lifts the septuple stacked smore..
..and jams it right into her mouth, marshmallow and chocolate streaming everywhere, crackers breaking apart into huge, gooey hunks. she has to use the palms of her hands to sort of.. smash it all into her mouth. alisaie leveilleur, daughter of the esteemed house leveilleur, scion of the seventh dawn, child prodigy, and well-bred young lady - feast your eyes upon her. ]
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Well, there she goes, cramming the whole thing in. This time, Prompto doesn't try to stop her, though he does pull out his camera, because if she's really going for it, she better believe he's going to take photographic proof. And so he takes pictures of all of this as it unfolds. Truly, she has gone where no tiny Elezen girl has gone before, chocolate and marshmallow streaming all over her face.
He glances up from behind his camera, his eyebrows high upon his face. ]
...Whoa. You really showed that thing who was boss.
[ And then he sets his camera down, so he can clap. Slowly. ]
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Mrnf - !
[ she starts, spraying graham cracker everywhere, but she soon thinks better of it all and finishes chewing. which takes. a long time..
but she gets there eventually and swallows it all down, her face a mess of chocolate and marshmallow. ]
Delicious..
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Once she finishes and declares her victory, Prompto is momentarily silent. He's never seen a display of fierce determination and willpower quite like that, and when all is said and done, there's nothing left for him to do but...
Laugh. Full and uproarious, laughter spills out of him, and he leans forward, holding his sides to keep them from splitting. ]
A-Ali! Th-that was — hahaha — amazing!!!
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I know, I know..
[ she says between peals of giggles, though she's wiping the sticky mess from her face with both hands all the while - it doesn't really remove it, just.. smears it around. leaning forward, she shoves both of her hands all over his face too, to share the love. ]
Don't laugh at me!
[ she says, while laughing at her. ]
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But even after her attack, he's laughing, still holding his stomach with one arm, even as he falls over onto his side and covers his face with the other. ]
S-sorry! I c-can't help it! You were just — just —
[ Nope, he loses himself to his laughter again. ]
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You're just jealous!
[ rubrubrub ]
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Nononononnonono — not the hair, NOT THE HAIR!!!
[ The has crossed the line from being humorous to being flat-out assault! He swats her hands away, grabbing for her wrists, anything to spare his hair from this onslaught.
She might be cute, but he can only forgive so much. ]
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maybe.
so she slows. i mean, the damage is already done, anyway.. she speaks through pealing cackles. ]
It looks good on you..
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I find that hard to believe! I was lookin' so on point today, too...
[ Not that he put extra time in his appearance, knowing he was going to see her tonight...and now she's ruined it!!! ]
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Oh? You did not look the same as always?
[ a compliment, or a sick burn?? :thinking: ]
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'Course not! I used that super fancy hair gel I got in Struxta and everything...you wound me, Alisaie!
[ So much, in fact, that he's going to let go of her wrists and press the back of his hand to his forehead, dropping backwards onto the sand. ]
Oh, what a world, what a world!
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she'll just go right back to rubbing her sticky hands into his hair again now that he released her!! ]
What is so fancy about it?
[ it isn't fancy enough to repel marshmallow!! ]
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I-it just — makes him hair look all shiny 'n' nice!
[ Not like he was trying to impress her or anything!!! But since she won't stop her attack, he's going to go right for her sides while she ambushes his hair, digging his fingers in for a full on tickle assault!!! ]
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truly though marshmallow is the stickiest substance in the universe, he's probably going to have to shave his head now, sad. anyway, the tickling is truly the strongest retaliation he can dish out, and she tugs away immediately with a shriek, shimmying away. ]
But your hair always looks shiny and nice!
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Well, at least the tickling has done the trick, and he doesn't pursue her, instead reaching up to gingerly feel at his messed up hair. Oh, this is bad...so bad, he almost misses that compliment from her. ]
O-oh. [ Insta-blush!! ] Y-you really think so?
[ Maybe his efforts weren't in vain after all... ]
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yeah his hair sure looks awful tho. she almost feels bad, if only for how long it'll take him to wash it all out, probably.. for her part, alisaie just licks her hands clean, though she pulls a face, because the yummy is all mixed up with gross hair product.. ]
Of course I do. You spend an ungodsly amount of time on it, after all. Why is it so important to you?
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Anyway. All hope is lost for his hair, so he gives up, instead breaking off a piece of chocolate and popping it into his mouth and shrugging a shoulder. ]
What, there something wrong with lookin' like F-I-N-E?
[ Yeah, he spells it out.
pls don't attack him again ]
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You look just as fine without it, you know.
[ his hair gel tastes super gross tho so she just wipes the rest off on her skirts.. ]
Honestly, I think it looks better.
[ will he feel complimented or insulted?? ]
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Wait, you...think it looks better when it's all down in my face?
[ And fluffy, like a newborn chocobo?? ]
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[ and not stuck up in the air defying gravity!! everyone loves newborn chocobo fluff.. ]
But it is your hair, of course, do with it what you prefer.
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Well...well then.
He does like his up-do, of course, but if Alisaie likes it better when it's down, maybe... ]
Heh...maybe I'll start doing it that way more often. Better to switch it up now and again, y'know?
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Well, only if you want to. By all means, do what feels right.
[ even if what feels right is just giving a cute girl what she wants, apparently!! ]
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