Mistletoe Meme, actually close to the holidays version.

[misheard]

Now it's actually the holidays! So this meme is appropriate!

> 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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[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Huff. He tugs his collar up a little higher, for all the good it'll do. ]

Is it going to let us leave now, do you suppose? Or will I have to do something else horrifically demeaning before it's satisfied?

[diabolarchy]

Much as I'd like to keep you, you're free to go.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

Good!

[ And, verifying that the invisible force is no longer preventing him from leaving, he begins to stride back off down the hallway. This is all going quite well until he remembers he can't actually leave without Satanick's help, and therefore walking away from him is, unfortunately, counterproductive. So he just kind of stops where he is and sighs. ]

[diabolarchy]

Ye~es?

[Satanick's very aware of all of this, of course. But he's not going to volunteer a ride home without being asked.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

I - that is-

[ As many times as this has happened, it doesn't get any easier to suck it up and ask. ]

- Well, you'd think getting me out of here is the least you could do, wouldn't you! After all that...!

[diabolarchy]

That's not asking politely, you know. It's not that hard, even I can ask for something I need politely.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Not again. This bloody insistence on politeness. Where has being polite ever got him? Nowhere good. ]

I would be... much obliged... if you would stop being an infuriating bastard for two seconds and get me out of here.

[ There. How's that? ]

[diabolarchy]

Politely doesn't usually involve words like 'bastard'. I'll give you 'infuriating', though.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Give the man a little credit. This doesn't come naturally to him. ]

You know perfectly well you're a bastard, you -

[ See what I mean? ]

...All right... please.

[ Is that what he wants to hear? We just don't know. ]

[diabolarchy]

That's more like it~

[Satanick claps a hand (a normal one) on his shoulder, and with a poof of magic, they're back in Valmont's home.]

You're welcome.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Huff. ]

Finally. Now go away.

[ Time to go brush his teeth until he can't taste demon anymore. It might take a while. ]

[diabolarchy]

You don't want to spend more quality time together?

[Of course not.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

I should think you've had about enough "quality time" for one day. Not that I'm sure you understand the concept of "enough".

[diabolarchy]

Fiiiine. See you later, cutie.

[And poof, he's gone.]