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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"Then we will rest a moment," he says. "And once we're done, you can explore the grounds some more -- or we can venture into the forest, if you'd like to see how marvelous that can be with rabbit senses."
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Wei Wuxian valiantly resists the urge to bury his face in it. He does not, however, resist the urge to give Lan Zhan a belly rub.
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"Lan Zhan!" It's perilously close to a squeak of his own. "What is this?"
He catches Lan Zhan's back foot.
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He resumes scritching Lan Zhan's belly.
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"Did you ever think it would be like this when you found me?" he asks. "Spending a day as an entirely different creature? Even by the standards of an impossible place such as this, we discover new impossibilities every day."
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As a rabbit, he cannot speak, of course, but if he could he would remind Wei Ying that the greatest and most wonderful impossibility of all was finding him again in the first place. All else pales beside that.
Still, he has a point.
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"Not today!" he manages. "And I would not go up there alone! You have my word, Lan Zhan."
He raises three fingers in a salute. (While continuing to scratch behind Lan Zhan's ears with his other hand.)
"I will never wander so far that you cannot find me."
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Without hesitation, he wraps both arms around Lan Zhan to cuddle him close.
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"Whenever we go into the forest," he murmurs eventually, "we should bring more herbs from the garden. And another basket of vegetables and berries as well. I should have thought to ask what time they awake, when I could still speak to them! You will have to ask for both of us, Lan Zhan. Perhaps by the next time we visit them, I will have that translation talisman ready."
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It probably means affirmation.
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"Well, if they have already eaten, then they will be welcome to a second breakfast. Or a chance to store away some extra food in their warren. Shall we go see if they are up and about?"
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A few more yawning patrons have made their way to the common room; still, it is reasonably quiet, and takes no time at all to ask Madam Bar for a selection of vegetables, herbs, and rabbit-friendly fruits. Remembering the tiny notepad and pen, Wei Wuxian adds in a request for a proper set of brush, ink, and paper. Ballpoint pens are fine for quick writing, but not nearly good enough to capture the quick, fluid motion of a rabbit at full sprint.
Thus fortified, they head back outside to the forest.
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By now he knows the route to the clearing by heart -- and luckily, the forest does not shift its paths as frequently as the inn itself. When they arrive, he settles to his knees, sets the basket aside, and coaxes Lan Zhan out of the front of his robes.
"Hello?" he calls, softly. "Are you awake, my friends?"
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