[pfsb] happy halloween!

[acrookedpath]

It's that time of year again.

The inn is bustling. All manner of strange outfits have been donned (some more willingly than others). Lanterns flicker ominously in the corners, pumpkins stand sentry at either end of the bar, and every order comes complete with a handful of wrapped candies.

And -- if you're Wei Wuxian -- Madam Bar has also gifted you with an enormous array of tiny cakes, each one with a little candle stuck in its center. His second birthday at the inn has arrived, and he could not be more pleased.

(He's also wearing a red T-shirt that reads, simply, I'M THE CHAOS. Just like last year, he has set his mild confusion aside in favor of delight at the bounty Madam Bar has given him.)

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[acrookedpath]

He chuckles, the sound wobbly once more. "Lan Zhan has something in mind, I am certain," he says, quickly wiping his eyes with a fingertip. "But he has kept it a surprise. Last year I shared cakes and drinks with everyone -- there was a special wine Lady Ingress gave me, though I doubt I will drink it again tonight."

Especially not with his shijie here. He wants to remember every moment of this night.

[lotus_sister]

"He had better!" she teases. "Or I will have to scold him."

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian bursts into a laugh, far louder than before.

"You never have to worry about that, shijie," he says. "Lan Zhan takes very good care of me."

[lotus_sister]

"I am sure he does," she teases him. "Remember when he came to play for you, after Wen Ruohan was defeated?"

[acrookedpath]

"I remember you telling me of it," he says. "Even if I was not in much of a state to remember it myself."

[lotus_sister]

"Mm-hm," she says, mischief bright in her eyes. "I spoke with him then."

[acrookedpath]

He knows that look. Wei Wuxian gapes.

Mock-scandalized: "What did you say?"

[lotus_sister]

"How much I appreciated Hanguang-jun's care and concern," Jiang Yanli says, smoothly. "And how important A-Xian was to me."

[acrookedpath]

Desperately, Wei Wuxian tries not to sputter. It is far too easy to imagine the bland cheer on his sister's face, and the infinitesimal panic on Lan Zhan's.

"Well," he manages, "you know I am always glad to hear I am important to my shijie. And Lan Zhan deserves many thanks for his help."

[lotus_sister]

"He cares for you very much." She reaches to take both of A-Xian's hands between hers, and smiles warmly at him. "I am glad you have found someone who speaks to your heart."

[acrookedpath]

His own smile softens -- and ah, there is such love in that smile.

"I wish I had not been so oblivious to my affections, and to his, while I was alive," he admits. "But we have found each other. That is what matters."

[lotus_sister]

"You weren't ready then." They should have had more time, she thinks, but doesn't say. They should all have had more time. "I'm glad you have each other now."

[acrookedpath]

"So am I."

Very soft.

"I did not think it possible to be so happy, after -- everything. I do miss our home. I miss traveling at a whim. But Lan Zhan... he is my home now."

[lotus_sister]

She squeezes his fingers, then lets go and leans in to hug him instead.

"I'm so, so happy for you, A-Xian."

[acrookedpath]

Lan Zhan is his home now, as a grown man, but Jiang Yanli's embrace is his home as a child: an uncomplicated peace and acceptance that erases all the in-between years of pain. He sniffles a little as he hugs her back, as firm as he dares.

"I should show you around the inn," he says when he finally lets go. "You have not seen much of it yet! Only our room, and a little of the outdoors."

[lotus_sister]

"I'd like that," she admits, smiling at him. "I would like to know the place where you live now."

[acrookedpath]

"Then here -- "

Catching her hand, he hops from the barstool, gently tugging her along. "Where should we go first? There are stables outside, and an archery range -- oh, and a warren of rabbits in the forest! And in here there is the library, the garage, the House of Arch if we can ask Tom-gongzi's permission, or you could see what I am working on in our room -- "

[lotus_sister]

Jiang Yanli laughs, bright as a ringing bell, and lets him pull her along. "We can see it all," she promises. "Show me what you would like me to see most, first."

[acrookedpath]

He beams back at her. "Outside, then," he says, and pushes open the back door.

Now that the sun has set, the evening's autumn chill has expanded throughout the dark. It's not quite enough to need a cloak yet, but in a few weeks' time, Wei Wuxian will have to dig through the wardrobe to find one. In the distance, the lights of the stables flicker, as warm and inviting as the inn.

"The stables first," he says, leading the way. "In this place, they tend to more than just horses. I have seen beasts as big as a house and as small as a pebble! But no matter how fearsome they look, they are all quite gentle -- they are meant to be mounts, after all."

He steps into the long, open aisle that runs between the individual stalls.

[lotus_sister]

Jiang Yanli's mouth opens in a small 'o' of astonishment.

"A-Xian! That one - does that one have wings?"

[acrookedpath]

His bright smile warms further. "It does!" he says. "Here, come see her -- "

He leads Jiang Yanli to the stall that holds a magnificent white horse, wings folded flush against its back as it noses its food. At their approach, it raises its head and flicks an ear in curiosity.

[lotus_sister]

"Oh, she's beautiful," Jiang Yanli breathes, and holds out a hand to her. The mare sniffs at her fingers, then nudges her hand. Beaming, she starts to pet her, and turns her bright smile on A-Xian.

[acrookedpath]

The pegasus whickers contentedly, scooting as close to Jiang Yanli as possible. Her wings untuck in a brief, ruffling shake of feathers.

"Isn't she?" says Wei Wuxian. "I do not know how she would handle a strange saddle, but I have wished to ride her. Imagine the flight that would be!"

[lotus_sister]

She smooths her hand along the horse's neck and tells her, "Now be good and don't throw my brother."

Jiang Yanli throws him a laughing look.

[acrookedpath]

The mare lets out a long, snorting breath that sounds perilously close to a raspberry. Wei Wuxian bursts out laughing, reaching to rub her nose.

"Or if you must throw me, at least wait until we are on the ground again!" he says.