Searching For Cake

starry-are-the-heavens:

Star calmed down, his suit no longer in jeopardy, still wearing a frown on his face. “You’re right, Ivan.”

He turned his attention to the table and answered Ivan’s question with a hushed “Oh my god.” after a bit of browsing.

He’d spotted the sickly rich-flavored glory that was the chocolate cheese cake. “I’m going in.” he muttered, wedging as many pieces of cakes on his plate as he could fit, making sure to snag two of the chocolate cheesecake. He turned back to Ivan, already with a fork in his mouth.

"Uhm…yeah. Sorry." he apologized after swallowing the most delicious thing to touch his mouth in months. He knew just from the heat he felt in his face that his cheeks were probably a nice rosey pink right now. He restrained himself from consuming the whole plate and held the sweet chocolate substance on his fork away from his mouth. "You should really try some of this."

"Well, if it got that sort of reaction out of you, I suppose I ought to, yes." Ivan said, his mood seeming to lighten at Star’s little display. It was hard not to chuckle at that- it’d been adorable. He didn’t want to embarrass his date too much though, so soon he was retrieving a few bits of cake for himself. Which, after a few bites, he seemed to enjoy quite a bit, if his subsequent expression was anything to go by.

"Goodness, that is good.” It helped he was fond of cheesecake to begin with, but they certainly hadn’t skimped on the food here. “It’s a good thing we can’t put on weight, hm?”

Searching For Prom

starry-are-the-heavens:

Star didn’t have time to explain a word to Ivan, instead frantically wiping at his vest.  He used three or four napkins before his hands slowed down and he started verbally cursing whatever delinquent did this. “..Fucking. Disgusting. Awful. CRETIN…..I can’t believe-”

He took a moment to vent in more air “…Who does that?" Luckily enough it looked like Star got it in time and it hadn’t seemed to stain. He hoped. Lucky for Ivan as well, seeing as Star’s anger had shifted from him to this unknown cake smusher. 

"Some doink rubbed cake on my vest as they passed me.” he said as he grabbed two plates from the table, holding one out for Ivan.

"Hrm, I thought this was supposed to be a formal event, not a children’s party…" Ivan said, taking the plate from Star. He had another brief look around, already pinpointing several potential culprits, but he figured it best to just not give a reaction and turned to look back at Star. "Don’t worry, Star, it’s not really noticeable. It’s best to just forget about it."

Man, he hoped that’d be at least a little bit reassuring. He kind of felt like he was walking on thin ice as it was. Hoping to distract himself (and Star), he soon turned his attention to the desserts. “Ah… have you seen anything you like? There’s certainly quite the selection here.”

Searching For Prom

starry-are-the-heavens:

Star was following Ivan along, when he felt someone touch him. 

He stopped, letting go of Ivan’s arm to whip his head around, but he couldn’t identify the culprit who had groped his side seeing as it could have been any one person nearb-

It was then that Star looked closer at the side of his vest and felt his artificial skin crawl. He huffed a few times as his eyes widened, unable to believe someone would actually wipe their cake off onto another person. He raised his arms away from the mess and quickly strode past Ivan to find the napkins on the dessert table as quickly as possible to wipe his vest off with.

"Hm?" Ivan paused when he felt Star suddenly stop, turning his head to look back at him. "Is something the-"

He barely had time to register what was wrong, because the next thing he knew Star was rushing past him and going for the napkins. Brows furrowing a little in concern, Ivan followed after him and it didn’t take him long to notice the… mess on Star’s outfit. Oh dear.

"Goodness, er- how on earth did that get there…?" Not wanting to be annoying by grabbing a napkin and trying to dab it off himself, the Searchbot just stood there awkwardly and looked around as Star cleaned himself up.

Searching For Prom

starry-are-the-heavens:

Star pouted with a slightly irritated expression. He didn’t need Ivan to ‘sort things out’ for him. And he let Ivan know it. “I’m perfectly capable of defending myself, Ivan.

The latter half of Ivan’s little pep talk made his feelings conflict, and he stayed quiet for a few minutes to both kick himself for getting mad at Ivan and actually figure out what he wanted. Dessert. Definitely that. Finding his brothers?…That could wait, he didn’t want to ditch Ivan. Ring?Ring!! He could see Ring in person!

Nope. That could probably wait too. The last thing Ivan should see this evening was Star enthusiastically jumping all over his former crush because of how wonderful the novelty of seeing someone in person was.  Star smoothed out the front of his patterned vest before responding in a more subdued voice “Well, I do want to hit the dessert table before too many people get here. Can we go do that and then do your thing?”

"Er, of course…" Ivan tried not to look too hurt at being snapped at, but it was hard to not feel a little dejected. He guessed he couldn’t really blame Star, though. He had gone to the guy who’d kicked him out in the first place to repair his stutter. And then lied to him about how it’d “suddenly” vanished. Without talking about it to him at all beforehand. …In hindsight, okay, Star being upset with him was completely understandable.

With a sound like an awkward throat clearing, Ivan was soon heading towards the dessert table. He was rather fond of sweet things; maybe that’d make him feel a little better…

Searching For Prom

starry-are-the-heavens:

Suspicions or not, there Star was with his arm around one of Ivan’s as they strolled into the party. He’d wanted to interrogate Ivan more, or even just yell accusations at him, but bottled it up and pushed it aside earlier in favor of getting ready for the party. He still felt like his body was running warmer than it should be, but he felt his sour mood slowly ebbing away as he took in their venue with eager eyes.

”..No kidding, Plant did a great job. And thank goodness, there isn’t as much water this year.” Star let himself smile, and it was only partly forced. He was going to see other people here. And while they were in a wooded area, it was a different wooded area. Living out with Ivan could be nice, but it had really taught him the true meaning of “stir crazy” after he found himself scanning the trees and removing broken tree branches, or all those doodles he’d wasted paper on.

"Mm, it’s definitely classier…" Ivan said, just a little absently as he started to look around to see what was on offer. 

…Aaaand it didn’t take him long to spot Flash, but thankfully he seemed to be preoccupied with Air. Still, it didn’t hurt to be prepared. “If anyone gives you any trouble, I’ll try to sort things out, Star. You deserve to enjoy yourself just as much as anyone here.” 

Man, what a lovely way to start things off. Time for a subject change. “With that out of the way, is there anything in particular you’d like to do? I have to admit, I’m curious about what there is outside of the main area.”

OOC: And with that I have finished all the prom drawings I needed to do gfskdjsfd

cba to shade so flats are all you’re gettin’ >:’0

Hard only got away with those colours because he helped get the place set up

OOC: Woody and Magic for Meggles \(ovo)/

edit: thanks for focusing on Maggie’s butt area, photoset preview thing

Searching For Prom

Ivan and Star’s preparations for prom hadn’t… quite gone as smoothly as hoped. While nobody else seemed to have commented on it, it was kind of difficult for Star to miss the fact that Ivan was quite suddenly and inexplicably without his stutter, and while the Searchbot had insisted it’d just rectified itself, Star had had his suspicions. 

Thankfully things had cooled down a little by the time they reached the event, and Ivan couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows a little at how atmospheric the whole place was. As far as he was concerned, it was quite the improvement over last year’s crude boat party. It was also an excuse to wear the outfit he’d worn to a past event again, which consisted of a green military uniform, a similarly coloured peaked cap and a pair of white gloves. 

"Goodness, this is certainly elaborate, isn’t it." he said to his date, acknowledging Plant with a nod and a quick smile as they passed. "A lot nicer than last year’s setting, I’d say." He smiled, but part of him couldn’t help but hope nobody thought he was in his "other mode" during the party. That was usually the only time anyone heard him without his stutter, after all…

Oh definitely. And I’ve got a special spot for us, too. We’ll get our fill. I’m really, really glad to be here with you..!

OOH, OKAY

JUST DROP ME A LINE WHEN YOU’RE READY AND I’LL COME FIND YOU!! OR I COULD HIDE AND YOU COULD COME FIND ME, HEHEHEH. SERIOUSLY THOUGH, YOU DID A GREAT JOB WITH THIS PLACE, IT LOOKS AWESOME.

Percy, Chuchu, I know how much you like yelling. So if you see anyone behaving as they shouldn't, you know, climbing trees, hurting plants, messing with the food, feel free to tell them to knock it off in your loudest most impressive voice. I give you my full permission, okay?

SURE THING, HOTSTUFF!! HEHEHEH.

SAY, UH… WHEN YOU’RE FREE LATER, DO YOU WANNA HANG OUT BY THE PONDS AND STUFF?? I’VE HAD A LOOK AROUND THERE AND IT LOOKS REALLY NICE, HEH…

flowerfancier:

I GOT ONE: AM I ALLOWED TO SMOOCH YOU SENSELESS?? HEHEHEH.

Ahh…

Yessss, you are most certainly are encouraged to do so.

I SHALL KEEP THAT IN MIND THEN, HEHEHEH.

OOC: I had to do some pointless course thing today so that, of course, led to doodles :V

OOC: I had to do some pointless course thing today so that, of course, led to doodles :V

gyro-green:

>Oh so you are that’s good! He can use a lil buddy around him just in case…

>If you two want to be alone then just get me if you need some backup!

>With luck nobody will bother him, but I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.

>By any chance are you going with Star?

>I am, yes. I understand he might be a little wary, what with the chances of seeing the second gens there, but I’ll try to make sure nobody harasses him.

n-0secondchances:

searchingforaction replied to your photo:
CONGRATULATIONS, YOU’RE THE THIRD LONER OF THE LINE

second.

NOPE

THIRD

AQUA’S GOING ALONE, CLOWN’S GOING ALONE AND YOU’RE NOT EVEN GOING SO YOU’RE GONNA BE ALONE TOO!!

JEEZ, IT FEELS LIKE ME AND GRENADE ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO KNOW HOW TO ACTUALLY HAVE FUN IN THIS LINE