Wei Wuxian (
acrookedpath) wrote2021-07-08 12:04 pm
[pfsb] it's so FLUFFY
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.
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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Saxifrage hops close to Wei Wuxian and leans against his side.
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(Besides: he will never tire of talking about Lan Zhan.)
Leaning affably against Saxifrage in kind, he says, In our world, Lan Zhan and I were trained as cultivators. We sought to nourish and grow our spiritual energy, the better to seek justice and protect the weak wherever we go. My sect was called Yunmeng Jiang, of Lotus Pier; his is Gusu Lan, of Cloud Recesses. And one summer, Cloud Recesses invited the best and brightest of all the sects to come train with them, the better to learn new ways of cultivating.
Gusu Lan -- here, he laughs, -- is very strict. They rise early, toil endlessly, and do not stay awake past sunset. They have an enormous wall with three thousand rules carved into the stone. Three thousand! I thought it all very foolish and boring. They would not even let us inside when we lost our invitation, even though they expected us and recognized our faces.
I thought it would be some time before they'd let us in, so I left to buy myself some wine. When I returned -- well, someone in Cloud Recesses had taken pity on the rest of Yunmeng Jiang and let them inside. But they'd left me behind! So I crept through their barriers, climbed onto the roof of one of their pavilions...
He cranes his neck to look up at Lan Zhan.
Warm, and laughing anew: And there was Lan Zhan, standing guard.
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Hrair, Rabscuttle tells them. Hrair, hrair, hrair upon hrair.
All the rabbits look appalled at that, except for El-ahrairah, who’s focused on something else entirely.
Is he Owsla, then? A guard and protector for the human warren of - what did you call it, Gusu Lan?
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His voice has grown quieter, without him entirely realizing. (Gusu Lan, he thinks, does not deserve Lan Zhan. They never have.)
When he catches his melancholy thoughts circling again, Wei Wuxian rallies. But that night, yes, he was acting as Owsla! Ah, he stood so quietly I did not even see him at first, and startled me so badly I nearly fell from the roof. I tried to reason with him; he would not be moved. I offered to share my wine with him; he reminded me that "bribery is forbidden" and added it to the list of rules I'd broken that night.
Now, I thought this all very unfair. If they had not been so inflexible and let us in to begin with, I would not have had to break so many rules to find my sect! One thing led to another, and soon we had drawn our swords and begun to fight across the rooftops. To this day, I have never met as skilled a swordsman as Lan Zhan. He was my match. My equal. I could not even be too angry anymore -- I was having too much fun!
A dramatic pause.
Until he broke my wine jars and succeeded in drawing me down from the roof.
Truly, that was the greatest tragedy of the entire night. Those poor bottles of Emperor's Smile.
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Oh! Now they sound appalled at the loss. Saxifrage stamps a paw at Lan Wangji, daringly.
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It worked. It took many years, but it worked! Over time we have become dear friends. He is my zhiji now -- the one who knows me best of all others. And he will even break the rules of Gusu Lan if it means we can spend our days together. A whisker-flick of a smile. Meanwhile, when I am in disarray, so much that I do not even remember my last meal, he has spent so many years living so precisely that he can bring me back to order in an instant. We balance each other very well.
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So that is our story. He nuzzles Saxifrage, then hops over to lean against Lan Zhan's leg. Part of it, at least. Ah, it is so nice to tell you about us and know you can understand what I say!
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There is no way he can deny such a request, and he pets him as well.
I think so too, says Saxifrage.
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Wei Wuxian snuggles close, eyes drifting shut in bliss. If you have your own stories to share, he says, I will tell every one of them to Lan Zhan when I am human again.
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I can tell them, he says. I learned from the great Dandelion himself, when I was just a kitten. Would you like to hear the story of the King's Lettuce? Or the adventure of Rowsby Woof and the Fairy Wogdog? Or--
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Not the second one! he begs. No dogs! Aiyo, especially not when I am this small!
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Saxifrage's eyes are wide and his ears flat back to his head as he says, hastily, Not that one then--
There are no dogs here, Wei Wuxian. El-ahrairah's voice is suddenly warm and rich and soothing. Not in my warren. You need not fear.
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Slowly, his nose peeks into view; then one eye, still a little too wide.
I am sorry. His ears lay low in abject sheepishness. I did not mean to frighten everyone. Dogs... He shakes himself all over, then tucks himself into a smaller lump in Lan Zhan's embrace. I do not like them, even as a human.
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El-ahrairah leans sideways and swats the back of his head with a paw, then hops slowly forward to sit up on his hind legs in front of Lan Wangji. He leans up, stretching his nose out to touch Wei Wuxian's.
It's all right. Absolute certainty is in his voice.
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He looks to Saxifrage. Lifting his ears, cautiously hopeful, he says, Will you tell me of the King's Lettuce, though?
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Gladly! he enthuses, and waits for the other rabbits to return. Cloudfoot chooses to settle near a few leaves of lettuce, appropriately enough, and Bearberry crawls out from under Lan Wangji's robe-edge to come join Rabscuttle in the loose circle.
Lan Wangji strokes a hand down Wei Ying's back, letting him make the choice about where he wants to be. Whatever had upset him seems to have passed, at least, although he will ask about this later.
Saxifrage looks around at them all, combs his paws over his nose, and declares, Now, it is said that there was a time, long ago, when El-ahrairah and all who followed him found that their luck had vanished. No matter where they turned, every hand was against them, and eventually they were driven out by their enemies and forced to live in the marshes of Kelfazin.
He sneezes at the thought. I do not know where that is, but certainly it is nowhere so nice as here.
No, El-ahrairah agrees. It's not. Nasty place, all damp and rotten--
It's Rabscuttle's turn to swat him, which he does with alacrity. Hush, my prince. Who is the storyteller here?
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Fine, fine, El-ahrairah concedes, untroubled. Continue, Saxifrage, do.
The younger rabbit shakes his fur, settling himself, then says, As the prince says, the marshes were an awful place. There was no food but coarse, bitter grass, and any burrow that was dug soon filled with water. No one would want to live there! But the other animals had grown so suspicious of tricks, that they did not dare for El-ahrairah to be out and about in the world. And so every day, Prince Rainbow, who had been given the power of the sky and the hills and the ordering of the world itself by Lord Frith, used to come walking through the marshes to make sure El-ahrairah was still there.
Rabscuttle makes a sound that's clearly disapproval of Prince Rainbow, but is careful to keep it quiet enough not to disturb the story. Saxifrage continues,
One day, when Prince Rainbow came through, El-ahrairah met him, and challenged him, and dared him, and finally bargained with him that Prince Rainbow would release the rabbits from the marshes if El-ahrairah could steal the lettuces from King Darzin's garden.
Cloudfoot drags another lettuce closer and nibbles at it, clearly enjoying it in light of the story being told.
Now you must realize, King Darzin was great and powerful, the ruler of the largest city in the world, and he had a thousand guards for his garden alone, who patrolled it day and night. So when Prince Rainbow heard this challenge, he laughed and promised that if El-ahrairah could pull this trick, not only would he free the rabbits, he would personally see to it that no rabbit could be kept out of a vegetable garden ever again!
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It is difficult not to feel a kinship with clever creatures who scrabble at the edges of the world.
Quite the challenge, and quite the reward to match! he says, pleased.
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Bearberry snorts his opinion of that.
When El-ahrairah and Rabscuttle arrived at the garden to examine it and make a plan, they found that the guards had been doubled, and that every gardener and weeder was closely examined to make sure they were known. Frustrated, they retreated to the marshes, where Prince Rainbow taunted them with their lack of lettuce. But El-ahrairah told him, bold as anything, "Not to worry. I am having them delivered. There will be too many to carry."
They planned a day and a night in secret, and then the next night Rabscuttle went secretly to the field where the palace's children played during the day and dug a scrape. He disguised himself and hid in it until morning, when the children came out, then joined their games and played with them until it was time to return to the palace. The guards tried to question him, but the king's son himself ordered that he be let alone. In that way Rabscuttle made his way into the palace and hid in the storerooms, where he spoiled the king's food - especially the lettuces - so that everything the king and his people ate made them sick!
All the rabbits look at Rabscuttle, who is looking rather smug.
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