[pfsb] it's so FLUFFY

[acrookedpath]

In Wei Wuxian's defense, it isn't as if he forgot one should never eat free food unless it came from Madam Bar or the waitrats. It's simply that after nearly a year where he has -- only on occasion, mind you! -- accepted food and drink from strangers with no ill effects, he may have let his guard slip. Just a little.

Besides, he was so absorbed in his work that for all he knew, a waitrat had deposited the little bowl of animal-shaped desserts on his table. It wouldn't have been the first time he failed to notice one of them trying to get his attention.

So when he absently picked up a cracker to nibble on it as he worked through a particularly thorny set of talisman calculations --

Well.

The little black rabbit that now sits on the table, a red ribbon looped around one ear, just wants it emphatically known that this was not his fault.

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[acrookedpath]

Well-fed, warm, and comfortable, Wei Wuxian has a fleeting moment when he worries he'll fall asleep right here, snuggled up close to Lan Zhan. Would it be the worst fate? Not at all, but he would like to be awake to hear anything Madam Bar might have to say.

So, though he blinks sleepily as they make their way across the common room, and he cannot help but let out a tiny bunny yawn, he points both ears forward, letting the cacophony of the inn keep him alert in their short journey.

[lightamidchaos]

When they reach the bar, he keeps one hand protectively over Wei Ying as he bows.

“Madam Bar,” he asks. “Do you know anything about animal shaped cookies that curse the one who eats of them with transformation?”

[acrookedpath]

A napkin pops up, but instead of one of Madam Bar's smiley faces, she has drawn a shocked face on it instead.

Someone left those out again?! says the writing beneath it. I'm so sorry, Lan Wangji. Yes, one of our tricksters likes to leave those animal crackers around sometimes, but the curse doesn't last long. Twenty-four hours at most.

[lightamidchaos]

“It is not your fault,” he assures her, after reading the note aloud for Wei Ying’s benefit. “Thank you for telling us.”

[acrookedpath]

You're welcome! Maybe this will help your friend until the curse passes.

Attached to the note is a tiny ballpoint pen, so small it could easily be held in a rabbit's mouth, and a pad of paper. Wei Wuxian's ears flick in interest as he leans forward.

[lightamidchaos]

"Thank you," he says again, and collects both pen and paper in one hand. "Wei Ying, is there anything else you wish me to ask?" He holds the writing materials up for his inspection.

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian squints, thinking, and absently bats the side of his nose with one paw. Then he very gingerly takes the pen in his mouth and nods for Lan Zhan to bring the pad closer.

Which trickster? he writes.

Or... tries to write. Hopefully, by now, Lan Zhan has gotten good enough at deciphering Wei Wuxian's already-terrible handwriting to figure out the gist.

[lightamidchaos]

It takes him a moment, but he is able to interpret what Wei Ying's bunny-scratches are asking. "Which trickster?" he repeats, and picks up the napkin-note that appears in response.

Loki. Well, one of the Lokis. The alligator one. You'll know him by the golden horns.

Lan Wangji reads this out and stares at the words in bemusement, as if they might make sense if he does so hard enough.

[acrookedpath]

...Huh. Well. At least an alligator with golden horns should not be too difficult to spot?

Wei Wuxian glances at Lan Zhan and gives him a tiny bunny shrug.

[lightamidchaos]

He will be sure that Wei Ying does not run up against this alligator - or any alligator - especially in his current form.

"Very well," he tells Madam Bar. "Thank you, again."

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian nods emphatically, and does his best to bow in thanks to Madam Bar.

Mostly, it just looks like he drapes himself a little further over the side of Lan Zhan's arm. But he tries!

[lightamidchaos]

A napkin with a smiley-face appears for a moment before they are all reabsorbed. Lan Wangji carries Wei Ying off again, this time headed for the couch near the fireplace.

He settles there, spreading his robes over his lap, and lowers his hand enough that Wei Ying can stir from his nest if he wishes.

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian tumbles free, quickly rearranging himself in a new nest of silk on Lan Zhan's lap, where he tucks his paws beneath himself to form a round, fluffy ball of black fur.

After a moment, he grasps the pad of paper between his teeth to drag it down into the nest as well. The pen quickly joins it.

I am all right, he writes; adds a little smiley face to the end like Madam Bar's.

[lightamidchaos]

He had thought so, hoped so, but he cannot deny it is a relief to have it confirmed.

"Good," he says, stroking a gentle hand along Wei Ying's back. "I am very glad."

[acrookedpath]

He closes his eyes in an expression of pure bliss. The pen almost drops from his mouth; he scrambles to recover it, then gently bumps his forehead against Lan Zhan's palm.

He knew his zhiji must have worried. He always does.

It is interesting, he scribbles. Fun! Nice with you here.

[lightamidchaos]

Of course Wei Ying would find this an exhilarating adventure, rather than a frightening one. Lan Wangji is unaware of the softness to his expression as he looks down at the rabbit in his lap.

"I am pleased you are enjoying yourself," he murmurs. "Is there anything that you want? Anything I can do?"

[acrookedpath]

He tips his head, contemplating a moment, before his ears jolt upright. Of course!

Meet the forest rabbits? he writes.

[lightamidchaos]

Lan Wangji blinks at that.

“Of course, if you wish,” he decides. After all, when will he have such an opportunity again?

“I will fetch a basket of greens to take with us, when you are ready.”

[acrookedpath]

Lan Zhan seems a bit bewildered by the request, but, well, it will not be the first time he has bewildered Lan Zhan! Wei Wuxian practically vibrates with excitement, untucking from his comfortable loaf to bounce in tiny circles around Lan Zhan's lap.

[lightamidchaos]

It is impossible to mistake that enthusiasm. “We shall go now,” he agrees, and scoops Wei Ying carefully back into his robes, over his heart. One quick stop by Madam Bar, and together they head into the forest. Lan Wangji keeps one hand curved protectively around Wei Ying, and carries a basket of rabbit food in the other. Should there be danger, he can drop it quickly enough to react, he is sure.

[acrookedpath]

An adventure! Hopefully Lan Zhan will not mind that tonight is a less-than-quiet night -- Wei Wuxian will make it up to him when he's human again.

The overpowering smells of the inn recede, replaced with an entirely new sweep of scents that, somewhere deep within the instincts of this body, whisper home. Lush greenery, clear water, the musty decay of fallen leaves as they slowly turn to dirt, the richness of soil warmed by the sun. The deeper they go into the forest, the more it reveals: birdsong and insect buzzes, a spider dipping from a tree to spin its web, the skittering of mice, the smell of something dark and musklike that makes him retreat further into Lan Zhan's robes.

But for most of the walk, he cannot stop staring at the beauty around them, transformed into an entirely new place through the senses of a rabbit.

[lightamidchaos]

Wei Ying is staring wide eyed at the world. Lan Wangji wonders what it is that he sees like this, and hopes he will tell him later.

It does not take all that long, considering, before they are drawing near the forest warren. He slows his steps and sets the basket down at the entrance of the small clearing, as is usual, then lowers himself to the ground to wait.

[acrookedpath]

The rabbit instincts still sing home, home, home, but now a quiet uncertainty chimes in beneath them. He can smell other rabbits nearby; though he knows they are not unfamiliar rabbits -- obviously they aren't! -- he also knows very well this is not his warren. Will they welcome him, or chase him away?

Well, he won't find out by sitting around!

Hello? he calls, in the same language Lan Zhan could not understand.

[lightamidchaos]

How now, what’s this?

The voice is bright and cheerful and curious, filled with surprise and delight. Starlight gleams from the ears of the rabbit that hops up to the top of the stone ridge and looks down.

You’re new. And with one of our humans, I see. One ear twitches. Are you hoping to join us, little one? Usually I’m the one to extend that invitation.

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian's whole face brightens in awestruck delight. He scrambles out of Lan Zhan's robes, but does not venture too far -- only half a hop beyond his folded legs.

Rabbit-zongzhu! I can understand you now! He's laughing as he stretches out his forelegs, dipping into a bow. I am not so new as I appear. I'm one of your humans as well -- only transformed, temporarily.