[ Luna had high hopes for the day! Waking up to see a full sink of unwashed dishes, she's taken it upon herself to be the hero of the household. First, she's dutifully rinsed off every dish, scraping off any dried crusty residue of food (with only mild struggle). Secondly, she's loaded the dishwasher, poured in some helpfully labeled dish soap into the detergent holder, and turned the thing on. As it whirs to life, thrumming warmly, she is very proud.
And then...
...
Soapy bubbles begin to spill out from the edges of the machine.
Oh. Oh dear.
When Gladio finds her, it will be, uh. On her knees, patiently wiping up the mess with a sponge. Ignis's favourite sponge, probably. By now, the warm and soapy water has soaked the skirt of her dress about the knees, turning it from white to transparent.
[ To her credit, she doesn't flinch at his foul-mouthed appraisal. She simply continues mopping up the mess with Ignis's favourite sponge, occasionally taking a moment to wring it out over a bucket she found somewhere. ]
I did.
[ Never let it said she doesn't go into her own execution with her head held high! ]
... I hope you will not tell Noctis.
[ In Luna's worldview, apparently Noct will lose all interest if he knows she's menially incapable. Huh. ]
Why's that? He's just as hopeless as you are - I'd say you're like two peas in a pod.
[ It's said with all the Amicitia affection in the world, since Gladio would never actually diss his king, nor his future queen. It's his way of breaking the tension, but whether that works or not remains to be seen. The Oracle's upbringing hasn't exactly been a conventional one, so he hopes she doesn't take his words at face value.
Smiling a little, he walks over to the sink to find himself a second sponge... or anything he can in order to help, really! ]
[ The sentiment wins a smile out of her, a corner of her mouth quirking upward just out of sight. ]
I suppose the education of royalty leaves somewhat to be desired in a household.
[ There's a slight, silky ease to her voice now. Gladio succeeded in calming her down! A little, at least.
Anyway, they're in a kitchen, so there are plenty of things for him to grab. Another sponge - likely not as favoured by the house mother - a damp dishcloth, a dry dishcloth, paper towels-- Whatever his musclebound heart desires.
... She wrings out her sponge again, and sits up a little, surveying her water-soapy domain. ]
Y'know, the one you really ought to be keepin' this from is Iggy.
[ He'll take the second sponge, as well as a dry dishcloth for good measure. To be completely honest, he's never dealt with this kind of incident before either, but is confident enough to know it's not the end of the world.
Won't stop him from teasing her a little bit, though.
He kneels down in front of her, but looks at her before he starts doing any work himself. ]
That's his favourite sponge, and he's damn peculiar about which ones are used for what.
[ Is he messing with her? Maybe, maybe not! The important thing is - does she believe that? ]
Ignis is not the first house mistress I've earned the ire of, even if he is the most formidable.
[ And that might be up for debate, considering what it takes to run a royal household. Luna doesn't add as much, though, because Gladio would tease about Ignis's domestic prowess but she knows there is a kernel of truth there.
Maybe she believes him! But she's hardly intimidated. ]
[ Heh, and he believes her! More than that, he's surprised to learn it, but he has no reason to think she'd be lying about that. Even the gods can't do much to intimidate the Oracle, he knows that much. ]
Yeah? What did ya do to earn such ire from your first one, then?
Oh, I could be quite the hellspawn when I wished to be.
[ By Luna's standards. Nine times out of ten, she was immaculately well behaved, not a hair out of place. The dutiful queen's daughter. The other one out of ten? Well, she was a little girl like any other, with skinned knees and a predilection for the outdoors. She'd run around and refuse to come inside, pushing boundaries just to see what would happen. Even back then, Luna could only be told to do something when she wanted to do it. ]
Once, when I was but a little girl, I snuck out to play with some of the household children - [ as in, the progeny of the staff, the children who would eventually inherit stewardship of the castle ] - and one of them dared me jump into the pond. I had been only just clothed and styled so I could attend an important engagement alongside my mother, as future Oracle.
[ Of course, she jumped. There was never going to be any other end to that story. ]
I was merely a girl then. Younger than Noctis, when I first met him. I could not fathom what it meant at the time but the thrill of rulebreaking was unlike anything else.
Funny how that works, huh? The higher your family name, the less freedom you have to do the things you wanna do.
[ For example, it would have been no problem if someone lesser than her had jumped into the pond. But then again, he understands that it wasn't the thrill of the act, but breaking a rule she wasn't supposed to. Iris used to be quite the troublemaker herself, he recalls... ]
How 'bout this, then... if Iggy finds out about this mess, we'll tell him I dared ya, yeah?
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And then...
...
Soapy bubbles begin to spill out from the edges of the machine.
Oh. Oh dear.
When Gladio finds her, it will be, uh. On her knees, patiently wiping up the mess with a sponge. Ignis's favourite sponge, probably. By now, the warm and soapy water has soaked the skirt of her dress about the knees, turning it from white to transparent.
Greeting him, she doesn't look up. ]
Good morning, Gladiolus.
[ anyway here's luna ]
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[ "good morning" in Gladio-speak. But wait-- ]
The hell? Who made this mess?
[ Because there's no way it could have been her, right?!? She has no reason to be doing laundry... or if she is, she would know how...... right...
He realizes he may have spoken a little too soon. ]
Lady Lunafreya... you didn't...
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I did.
[ Never let it said she doesn't go into her own execution with her head held high! ]
... I hope you will not tell Noctis.
[ In Luna's worldview, apparently Noct will lose all interest if he knows she's menially incapable. Huh. ]
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[ It's said with all the Amicitia affection in the world, since Gladio would never actually diss his king, nor his future queen. It's his way of breaking the tension, but whether that works or not remains to be seen. The Oracle's upbringing hasn't exactly been a conventional one, so he hopes she doesn't take his words at face value.
Smiling a little, he walks over to the sink to find himself a second sponge... or anything he can in order to help, really! ]
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I suppose the education of royalty leaves somewhat to be desired in a household.
[ There's a slight, silky ease to her voice now. Gladio succeeded in calming her down! A little, at least.
Anyway, they're in a kitchen, so there are plenty of things for him to grab. Another sponge - likely not as favoured by the house mother - a damp dishcloth, a dry dishcloth, paper towels-- Whatever his musclebound heart desires.
... She wrings out her sponge again, and sits up a little, surveying her water-soapy domain. ]
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[ He'll take the second sponge, as well as a dry dishcloth for good measure. To be completely honest, he's never dealt with this kind of incident before either, but is confident enough to know it's not the end of the world.
Won't stop him from teasing her a little bit, though.
He kneels down in front of her, but looks at her before he starts doing any work himself. ]
That's his favourite sponge, and he's damn peculiar about which ones are used for what.
[ Is he messing with her? Maybe, maybe not! The important thing is - does she believe that? ]
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[ And that might be up for debate, considering what it takes to run a royal household. Luna doesn't add as much, though, because Gladio would tease about Ignis's domestic prowess but she knows there is a kernel of truth there.
Maybe she believes him! But she's hardly intimidated. ]
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Yeah? What did ya do to earn such ire from your first one, then?
[ Was it worse than this, he wonders? ]
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[ By Luna's standards. Nine times out of ten, she was immaculately well behaved, not a hair out of place. The dutiful queen's daughter. The other one out of ten? Well, she was a little girl like any other, with skinned knees and a predilection for the outdoors. She'd run around and refuse to come inside, pushing boundaries just to see what would happen. Even back then, Luna could only be told to do something when she wanted to do it. ]
Once, when I was but a little girl, I snuck out to play with some of the household children - [ as in, the progeny of the staff, the children who would eventually inherit stewardship of the castle ] - and one of them dared me jump into the pond. I had been only just clothed and styled so I could attend an important engagement alongside my mother, as future Oracle.
[ Of course, she jumped. There was never going to be any other end to that story. ]
I was merely a girl then. Younger than Noctis, when I first met him. I could not fathom what it meant at the time but the thrill of rulebreaking was unlike anything else.
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[ For example, it would have been no problem if someone lesser than her had jumped into the pond. But then again, he understands that it wasn't the thrill of the act, but breaking a rule she wasn't supposed to. Iris used to be quite the troublemaker herself, he recalls... ]
How 'bout this, then... if Iggy finds out about this mess, we'll tell him I dared ya, yeah?
[ Winky-wink! ]