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[mansionstaff]

Who: YOU
What: SNOW
When: DECEMBER 6th
Where: EVERYWHERE
WHAT: SNOW (BONUS TREE DECORATING)

As a quiet Friday dawned on the school's campus, one could perhaps...feel it in the air. A creeping chill, a silent, barely-detectable indication that yes. Tonight would be the night.



By Saturday morning, the entire academy would be covered in snow.

BUT WAIT



That wasn't all--a large pine tree had made an appearance on the main quad, in desperate need of decoration.

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[ninjaprincess]

Zelda, of course, was already busying herself searching for the necessary ingredients for making stovetop s'mores.

"We have pancake breakfasts on the weekends," she said, smiling as she pulled a package of marshmallows out of one of the cabinets. "We always welcome students to join us."

[kuragekasa]

Clear was sure to begin helping, not at all the time to hang around and idle. He snagged the graham crackers from a cabinet and just as quickly located some small, square-shaped chocolate bars, perfect for s'mores. Yeah, he hit the jackpot.

"Pancake breakfasts? Ooh, Zelda-san! I can cook those!" He looked to her with pleading eyes, approaching with the extra ingredients and dropped them on the counter. He had to find the kitchen shears to get these bad boys open.

"Could I... Could I help with the pancake breakfasts? Maybe?"

[ninjaprincess]

"Good! Then you'll be right at home," she replied. All of the RAs were incredibly well-versed in the art of pancakes, after all.

With that, she turned on the burners, fixing a marshmallow to a bamboo skewer and handing it to Clear.

ALL YOURS, ROBOT FRIEND.

[kuragekasa]

"Aaaah...! You even have the sticks!" Clear grasped the skewer with a small, gracious bow of his upper body. "Thank you very much, Zelda-san!"

As he held it over the burner and twisted the sugary treat this way and that, he noticed something obviously pressing, something that he felt needed to be addressed, posthaste.

"I hope it doesn't drip everywhere," he murmured quietly, just audibly enough for her to hear. "If it does, would Zelda-san mind if I cleaned the stove? I could clean the entire kitchen, if you'd like!"

Wow. A little excessive, Clear. At least he's generous.

[ninjaprincess]

Zelda was nothing if not prepared--just as Clear seemed to be incredibly eager. Maybe a little too eager.

"Oh, please don't trouble yourself."

She wasn't going to make a guest clean, after all, even if this was a largely spontaneous invitation.

[kuragekasa]

"Eh? Trouble? But... Zelda-san, cleaning is fun! And, um... I don't get to do it nearly as much as I would like to," Clear admitted, his expression having fallen a small amount.

"You see, Zelda-san, my roommate is very... He is a good man, I am sure, but he will not let me clean anything! I can clean some of my own things, but if I go near his things, he gets very upset. So I cannot clean our entire dorm. It is such a dilemma!"

The worst dilemma, he believed, lifting the marshmallow from the eye and hurriedly slapping it onto a graham cracker. Ooh, that was a little messy...

[ninjaprincess]

She raised her eyebrows.

"Your roommate..."

Zelda had to think for a moment--as an RA, it was sort of her job to know who lived where, but with so many students, sometimes it took a moment or two to register who lived with who.

"Ah. Mr. Togami. Yes, I can imagine. It's possible he's just worried that things might be lost or broken, even on accident. I certainly can't fault that."

[kuragekasa]

"I suppose, but... I want to help! I truly do." Did she not think that he meant well? Maybe there was some sort of etiquette Grandpa never taught him about how to handle other peoples' things. That sure threw a wrench into things. What if he was being rude and he didn't even know it?

Well, if anyone had the answers, a skilled RA would, right?

"Zelda-san? Do you think... it's unbecoming for someone to try to clean their housemate's things? Should I have offered it to Byakuya-san in the first place?"

[ninjaprincess]

"I suppose it depends on whether you asked, first." Zelda could imagine someone being slightly disconcerted to come home and find the roommate cleaning more than just their side of the room. Togami, especially, seemed like someone to not do that to.

Ever.

"Some people just don't like the thought of other people touching their things. It's not any fault of yours."

[kuragekasa]

"That is very useful information..." Huh. Then Clear was just going to ask first next time! Then Mr. Togami would certainly respond in a less angered manner.

"Then... thank you very much, Zelda-san! I will do this! Asking Byakuya-san..." He smashed the graham crackers over the chocolate and gooey marshmallow, and, polite as ever, he handed her the first s'more of the day. After all, this was her kitchen, not his.

"Here you are! We should make another, um... twenty more? Twenty more s'mores!" S'more s'mores.

[ninjaprincess]

Zelda watched Clear with a sort of morbid fascination, reacting with slight surprise as it turned out the first s'more was for her.

She took it gently and offered a wry smile. "Are you going to eat twenty more s'mores?"

[kuragekasa]

"I am absolutely capable of it, so they would not go to waste! Though, I want Zelda-san to have some, too, so please do not hesitate!"

In fact, after that experimental first marshmallow, Clear was already plucking about five at a time and sliding them onto the skewer. He was So Serious about this.

[ninjaprincess]

That was about when Zelda just kind of

stared.

Twenty s'mores...

1/2

[kuragekasa]

Twenty.

S'mores.

2/2

[kuragekasa]

"... A-Anyway-!" Clear just kind of started smearing more graham crackers with marshmallow and chocolate. Maybe they were a little underdone, but that was okay, right? It was just marshmallow.

"We can start with these for now, and then make more later!"

( tbh i'm rly running out we can make your next tag end tag if you'd like-- )

sounds good to me

[ninjaprincess]

AND SO they made twenty s'mores and Clear ate them all. THE END.