Mistletoe Meme

[misheard]

It's close to the holidays! And what do you know, that parasitic plant is back to wreck havoc on everyone's timeline.

> Pick someone from my Muselist
> Pick the time and setting
> You are now stuck under a plant with them and must kiss before leaving
> Kissing does not have to be on the mouth
> Sometimes Hot Makeouts?!

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[oneirism]

... Spirits can be fickle about showing themselves. I suppose this is magic then, though that isn't really my area...

[And just. Not gonna look at the ghost nanny giving GREATLY DISAPPROVING looks from where he's floating to the side.]

[tokyomillennium]

Magic of some kind. We might satisfy the conditions, or we might try to destroy the plant entirely.

[oneirism]

... Mitchell, try to burn it. [Looking at said ghost nanny now. She doesn't care if Tokyo can see him or not, since hey, she's not passing up a chance to destroy the plant.

So fire suddenly covers the mistletoe, and vanishes after a few moments. It's still completely intact and not burnt at all, which actually gets a pout from her.] ... Destroying it is out of the question, then.

[tokyomillennium]

It seems that way.

[Japan would have freaked out about this. Tokyo Millennium merely sighs.]

Our other option being to go along with it.

[oneirism]

[Lapis appreciates the lack of freaking out. Though the nanny gets even more huffy at the news and since Tokyo Millennium doesn't seem to care about his presence, Lapis waves a hand at him to shush him.]

... I... Guess we should... [Though she doesn't move to anything, and visibly hesitates. What is kissing people, how does she do this]

[tokyomillennium]

Is it your first time?

[He attempts to look sympathetic, but it never makes it to his eyes.]

[oneirism]

[Whoops busted. She actually turns red now that she's called out on it, though she does notice how the sympathy doesn't reach his eyes. It makes her a bit on guard than she usually would, judging by how she tenses almost defensively.]

... Yes, it is. Since I doubt kissing family counts...

[tokyomillennium]

Then, what would the polite thing to do in this situation be?

[He doesn't really care if she wants a good kiss or a chaste one. It doesn't matter to him, so he'll probably just follow what she wants.]

[oneirism]

[Lapis makes a soft sound out of embarrassment, reaching a hand up to rub at a red cheek.]

... Ugh, I don't know, I never even talk to people usually... If a kiss is needed to get out of this, then...

[This is horribly embarrassing and it's even worse cause it's not something she can control and back out of. It's obvious now that she's pouting; stupid mistletoe and stupid traditions.]

[tokyomillennium]

[It's wasting his time, and he's asked politely how to proceed. The next best option is to get it over with, isn't it?

So he leans down and kisses her, firmly, on the lips.]

[oneirism]

[Which is basically what she was getting at, in a less than eloquent way. So it's a relief in a way when he gets it over with. And also not so much since she was expecting something much more chaste than this.

Her brain just sort of screeches to a halt, though instead of freezing up, she quickly pulls away after a second or two.]

- R-right, that should have fulfilled those damn conditions.

[tokyomillennium]

[He steps back, out from under the mistletoe.]

It seems to have done so.

[oneirism]

[She'll just be taking a good few steps back, still very flustered. She'll just. Say that kiss never happened or counts, yeah.]

... Ah, that's a relief... I'm sorry for the trouble, Sir. [She says as her nanny is still huffing in distress over all this.]

[tokyomillennium]

It's no trouble at all.

[Definitely doesn't count if you kiss a crazy nation.]

[oneirism]

[And it was her first kiss too. Her sister is probably panicking somewhere.]

... But still, I'm sorry, Sir. And also for the fire thing. [Just covering her bases, since she has seen people have delayed reactions and such to ghosts.]

[tokyomillennium]

I hardly noticed.

[Look, a smile! Clearly not weird with those dead eyes.]

[oneirism]

[Clearly not! And it's clearly not putting her on edge either.]

... Do spirits not bother you?

[tokyomillennium]

I'm surrounded by demons all the time, almost everywhere. Spirits that don't attack me don't bother me.

[oneirism]

... Demons? [Oh shit what.] ... What... Where are you from?

[tokyomillennium]

A place called the Tokyo Millennium. I think you might not have heard of it.

[Surprising, considering that in his world few other livable places exist.]

[oneirism]

... I see... [Yep, never heard of it.] ... Is there a way I could get there?

[tokyomillennium]

Would you want to?

[oneirism]

... I wouldn't have said if I didn't want to. I want to see something like this myself.

[Plus it's her job.]

[tokyomillennium]

If you insist on coming, I might be able to bring you back with me.

[oneirism]

... Thank you, Sir. I would appreciate it. [It means leaving her sister, which she hates doing, but demon problems. It's her job to go look.]