Cake! [open]

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Characters: Romeo and peoples
Setting: Cafeteria, backlogged sorta until just after Romeo and France make cake
Format: either
Summary: After his first disastor Miss France taught Romeo to bake a cake properly, so now Romeo is wandering giving out cake. One of Romeo's friends? Come get cake. Not one of Romeo's friends? Come get cake anyways, you get a new friend in the deal!
Warnings:
Romeo walked carefully the pile of cake teetering on the tray he held it on. He was proud of his cake even if he was still embarased by his first disastor and now he was looking for his friends. Of course that didn't stop him giving cake out to everyone he passed, there was pleanty to go round.

"Hello! Would you like some cake?"

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Romeo nodded, "Okay you don't have to eat it if you don't want, but if you change your mind that's fine too!" He smiled again, once more reminded of Michelo.

He smiled and looked to change the subject, to keep both their spirits up. "I haven't seen you in a few days, what have you been doing?"

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Spirits up? Him? AHAHAHA. HA. HA HA HA. Good one, Romeo!

...Oh wait. You were serious.



Try as he might, Ienzo just completely failed to understand the boy sitting in front of him. Why was he... smiling all the time? All. The time. No one could possibly have enough reason to smile as constantly as Romeo does. He gracelessly backed out of answering to Romeo's first comment, but could not avoid the second.

"...Well," he said after a considerable pause, "I've been trying to gather information about the residents of this tower... there could be something that would help explain this matter, hidden in the data..."

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It's called perpetual optimism, or hopeless optimism depending on who you ask! The harder circumstances become the bigger his smile gets.

Romeo's smile gets even wider at Ienzo's words, "That's great! Have you found anything out yet?"

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He simply shook his head. "There doesn't seem to be a pattern..." Pause. "...except for those gray-skinned creatures... I didn't expect more than two or three... but there has to be nearly twenty of them now..."

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"Are they all from the same place?" He took a bite of his own cake, "Because we look the same, sort of but we aren't from the same world. So there might be lots of troll worlds.

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He nodded. "Several of them seem to recognize one another... of course, I haven't asked them all individually which world they came from, so that is just a guess..."

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Romeo thought for a moment and then had an idea, "I can help you! I could talk to them and find out for you and tell you!" He knew his friend was nervous about talking to people but he was good at working things out and was far cleverer than Romeo despite being younger. They could work together!

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"...Oh... would you?" Ienzo tilted his head slightly, looking at the overly-enthusiastic boy. He wasn't exactly sure how detailed Romeo might be in terms of the information he might gather (it might even be outright wrong, which is frankly unacceptable), though it would certainly be welcome help. He thought for a moment, and then spoke again. "...Yes. If you could do that... I would very much appreciate it." A pause. "...Thank you."

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Romeo nodded and smiled again, "I can!" He smiled and then thought for a moment, "Is there any questions you need asked? Apart from if they are all from the same place?"

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Hmm. Well...

"...Name. Age. Home world. Collar color as well... that should be enough for now, I think. Thank you."

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"I will ask them!" He grinned again glad to help his friend out, "Are you sure you don't want more cake?"

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He nodded, internally quite grateful for Romeo's offer. Heavens knew he wouldn't be able to talk to them all himself, between finding them and his own disinclination to speak.

...What. Seriously, Romeo, why with the cake?

"...No thank you. It's fine."

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Because cake is the answer to all problems obviously. "Alright then! I'll let you know when I have answers!"

Then suddenly without warning he lent forwards and grasped Ienzo's hand, looking into his eyes intently. It was a Romeo version of a hug, but probably just as intrusive. "See you soon!"

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Oh god oh man oh god oh man oh god oh man...

Immediately, Ienzo wrenched his hand away from Romeo. Not to be ~rude~ or anything of course, oh no, but he has some 'slight' problems with that sort of thing. (Good thing you didn't hug him though, he would have flipped out.)

...And a second later he is back to his normal stoic self, not saying anything.

sob I thought Id replied to this

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"Is everything alright Ienzo?" Romeo blinked at him but did not try and grab his hand again. Instead he smiled reasuringly. "You don't have to be scared, keep your spirits up and everything will be fine!"

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"...Yes. I'm fine..." He set both hands in his lap, and his gaze shifted steadily downward. "...I... prefer to have my personal space. That's all it is."

personal space what is?

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"Oh, alright," Romeo didn't really understand what Ienzo had said but he nodded anyways. "I will see you later!" He smiled again but didn't try and take his hand this time.