► Chapitre 7.5

[luxe_can_kill]

Who: Larry Foulke, Mitsuru Kirijo, and their daughter Mariko
What: Various events-
When: -during the Baby Plot week
Where: Sunny Skies Family Retreat
Rating: PG?

[This is gonna be a long week for Mitsuru and Larry. They were suddenly burdened in taking care of a girl who thinks they are her parents. To make things worse, she really does look like the both of them, and both adults have matching wedding rings!

Awkward. But the two friends(?) decided to play along the Castle's current prank and actually act like a married couple on a vacation. These are their shenanigans. Dun dun]

Comments

Afternoon - Their room

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mariko is busy in her room, scribbling away and groaning. Mitsuru made her do math when she wanted to draw jet fighters and puppies. Weiss is right beside her, eating the potato chips that falls from Mariko's table.

Meanwhile, Mitsuru is doing something she normally doesn't: cleaning the house. Clearly she's not looking very pleased doing the housework since her "husband" is injured. Unknown to her, he's in the shower. Uh-oh]

[solowingpixy]

[If he were out there supervising, he'd probably have a smart remark about her doing it instead of letting the maids do it (after all, there WERE maids all around the place). But alas, he was busy with personal hygeine. Which was a bit of a task because of that godforsaken leg of his. ...but that wasn't gonna stop him from snarking at her later if she decides to let him hear about it.

For the time being, he's content with sitting on the shower floor with his leg stretched out while just letting the water hit him. If he'd just gotten shot in the shoulder, things wouldn't have been so bad, but his leg was going to take way too long to recover. And he REALLY wasn't a fan of having to use that damn crutch.

...but at least when he got yanked out of the clinic, the castle was at least kind enough to supply one. He had to give it that, at least. It was better than dragging his leg everywhere.]

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru was taking dirty clothes and towels to put in a laundry basket for the maids to pick up for later. She still has towels in the bathroom to pick up, so she sets the basket on the floor out the door and entered the bathroom without knocking!]

[solowingpixy]

[He'd quickly look up when he heard the latch of the door, but he made no effort to do any moving. If he was that concerned about the whole thing and wanted to dive behind something, he'd probably just sooner hurt himself.

If nothing else, he's tugging the shower curtain closed slightly more and rolling his eyes.]

Is knocking something you rich folk don't believe in?

[luxe_can_kill]

[Oh shit. A naked man!]

Wha- I- I-

[Mitsuru's face turns bright red]

[solowingpixy]

[Yep, he'll be rolling his eyes again, having the curtain closed enough that he'd only be visible to her down to his shoulders.]

You gonna stand there all day or are you going to fill me in on what you're doing in here?

[He would also like to know how she didn't hear the running water, but he'll leave that one go for a bit.]

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru can't even make eye contact]

I was going to replace the towels. I will be out of your way soon. My apologies!

[Mitsuru ran to the door and quickly shuts it behind her. She sighed and decided to not think of that encounter again. That was so disgraceful... This week seems to want to expose another side of Mitsuru, it seems]

[solowingpixy]

[Geez, he hasn't seen anyone move that fast since Ustio pilots had to zip away from Excalibur. He just calmly watches after her and shakes his head. Maybe that'll teach her to learn to knock from now on...

...if nothing else, awkward as it was, it was amusing in an odd sort of way. If only because of seeing that other side of her.]

Daytime - Wherever

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mariko was in their room, all dressed up and ready for another day of fun. Mitsuru is nowhere to be found, but she did leave a letter for Larry that says "I'm taking a day off, watch over our daughter while I am gone, -dear-" Aww yeah, the passive-aggressive affection just seeps through that wonderful cursive handwriting. It helps that the letter was left right in front of his face.

Mariko is just sitting on a stool near the couch where Larry is sleeping. Just watching her dad sleep because that's not creepy]

[solowingpixy]

[He must have been a lot more tired than he usually was if both Mitsuru and Mariko were able to get close to him and not cause him to wake up. Especially after the 'certain events' of two weeks ago, he was jumpier than usual. Helping with Mariko must have been wearing him out and helping him sleep. That was certainly a good thing.

He would eventually stir and open his eyes, seeing the note almost immediately. He'll reach up and take it in his hand before looking over, looking only slightly surprised when he saw Mariko sitting there and staring at him.]

You make a habit out of watching people sleep, kid?

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mariko ignored her father's question and just giggled]

You have pretty eyes! [:3]

[solowingpixy]

[...what the hell? He'll look oddly perplexed as he sits up, but then remembers 'oh, right. play on that whole fatherly thing.' He has a job to do here that he's not being paid for, damn it.]

Look who's talking.

[God this feels so weird. But he'll turn his attention to the note and go over it. MAN, that passive aggressive affection is really seeping through, it's almost hilarious. But take a day off? From what? It's not like she's been doing a majority of the damn parenting work or anything. If she means anything else that he HASN'T been doing, well, it's not HIS fault he got shot in the leg. Geez.]

Guess it's just you and me for the day, kid.

[luxe_can_kill]

Uh huh! Where could we go today?

[She grabbed Eagle-kun and hugs him tightly, waiting for a response from her dad. She's clearly looking forward to spend some time with just him]

[solowingpixy]

[How the hell would he know where to go? He's just been flying the wing of a hyperactive child and her naggy mother this whole week. Now he's suddenly in the lead?

Though seeing her holding Eagle-kun would at least give him an idea. His leg would hate him for it later (as if it's not hating him already), but he'd might as well see if the kid is interested.]

Since that nagging mother of yours isn't around to make you do homework, I can always take you to the simulator. Get a head start on your training if you really want to become a pilot.

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mariko gasps in awe and excitement]

Really?! Oh yay! I want to fly with you, Dad!

[Mariko squeezed Eagle-kun even tighter, if it was alive it would have suffocated]

[solowingpixy]

[Alas, poor Eagle-kun. That enthusiasm gives him a bit of a smirk.]

Don't get too cocky, nugget. You gotta prove yourself to fly on my wing first.

[Only not really. He'd probably let her fly a mission or two solo before he'd join her by default anyway. He can't teach her to fly if he's flying with her.]

[luxe_can_kill]

Okay! [Mariko gives a salute and jumped out of her chair and lightly tugs on her dad's sleeve]

Come on, Dad!

Evening - Their room

[luxe_can_kill]

[Mitsuru noticed Mariko having a fondness for pasta, so she tried her best to make some pasta dishes for dinner. She improved since the last time she made some pasta. Making Mariko happy seems to have helped with that.

She served up some bowls full of food to each person. Mariko's bowl is the same size as theirs, but if she can't finish it, there's Larry to eat the rest. Mitsuru can't mess with her perfect weight, so she's not eating more than what she has. And wouldn't you know it, she has a bottle of Chateau Boloise!]

Re: Evening - Their room

[pint_sized_carnivore]

[Meanwhile, a Chie. Who just so happen to be leaving with a few containers of extra pasta for dinner. A wise decision, considering who Chie is paired up with, they wouldn't want a kid to taste both their horrible cooking]

Thanks a million for these, Kirijo-san! I'll see you around later! And I'm glad Weiss is alright! Okay, I'm leaving for real now, bye!

[The door closes]

[luxe_can_kill]

Bye

[Mariko waves while twirling her pasta with a fork]

[solowingpixy]

[He idly watches after Chie and rolls his eyes while helping Mitsuru with the bowls. His eye will be caught by that cabernet though, bringing a faint smirk to his face while he glances over at his not!wife.]

Chateau Boloise, huh? Guess Rise delivered it to you after all.

[Not that he doubted her, but... well. Okay, maybe he did a little.]

[luxe_can_kill]

I was surprised when she did, actually. I was impressed when I first tasted it.

[solowingpixy]

[He gives a bit of a scoff.]

I'm almost surprised even a rare cabernet was suitable for your tastes.

[Why yes, that was a small dig at your rich status, Mitsuru. But at least his tone was enough to mean it wasn't an insult.]

[luxe_can_kill]

Oh, it suits me quite nicely. The taste is rich enough.

[solowingpixy]

[He raises an eyebrow, that smirk more apparent.]

Who would have thought I'd have had the opportunity to have tasted something refined enough for someone like you? I suppose I should be humbled.