he magical vines creep ever onward, slowly infringing upon the Town. No matter how many are chopped down, no matter how many are set on fire, they keep coming even so.
And slowly, one by one, the people in the Town start to fall to the curse that they bring along with them.
Stay and tend to the cursed? Venture out into the woods to find the castle at the source of these vines?
Whatever you choose to do, you'd better decide quickly; the curse only seems to get worse and worse the longer everyone is afflicted.
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[and then turns right around and runs off to hide in that room Wuxian had yelled at earlier.]
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He fumes just a little about being ignored and wanting to know why Xie Lian has to be the one in the first place!! It takes him a second to realize that he isn't upset about being kissed at all by Wei Wuxian. Well, that's been going on for a week. At this point, when you get used to... ]
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His emotions are bubbling over about every little thing. Another side-effect of his cutting his hand upon the thorns, but not one he can recognize. If he paused to think about it, isn't-- ]
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No, no! There's nothing to apologize for! Either of you!! You're both just trying to help me out of the blunder, but I'm actually really worried about -- NO! No! My pajamas!! He's going to see them! Now all of China will know about it!!
He isn't even sure which part he should be upset with first! Or last! Or third! So he can only look helplessly to Wei Wuxian. ]
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"Frogitis"? Pfft!
[ A small chuckle escapes his lips before he has the presence of mind to clamp down on his laughter. What he wants to do is laugh until he's breathless, holding his sides and rolling on the floor. Frogitis, poor man. That's what he's worried about—a worry borne from kindness.
After he's managed to contain his mirth, he turns back to Shen Qingqiu and gazes at him fondly, once more stroking his forehead. ]
Don't worry. It's only transmitted by frog-to-human contact.
[ How can he lie so easily? It's a gift. He really will have to go back and apologize abjectly some day, with a jar or two of rice wine in hand. ]
Feeling any better?
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[ What a relief! I don't need that on my conscience!! He already feels like he's built up enough guilt to last him forever with how much he's obviously distressed the two of them.
He wishes he had enough strength to cover his face. Xie Lian isn't coming back! He's seen it. He's seen it too now. My life is over. Shen Qingqiu thinks that he could feel his soul depart his body, but it's an exaggeration! I take it back! I once more take it back. He really needs to stop using that as his go-to when he's suffering from embarrassment. Especially considering how often he is in life-threatening situations!
Wait, why exactly did he think this would work in the first place? But he presses his lips together into a thin line. I get it, I think? Kind of? His thoughts are really tiring him out with how much of a burst that they're going in.
Feeling better? Mm. No. So, I guess it wasn't that story of Sleeping Beauty, huh? It wasn't. Fucking shit. Why? ]
Mmn. No. [ Not even a little bit! What gives?! If it isn't that story, then what story is it?! What is it! Fucking tell me already!! ] I don't feel any better than before.
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Not at all?
[ He'd been kneeling beside the sofa, next to Shen Qingqiu, but now he changes position so he can look directly into the man's face. He still looks as bad as before. Why didn't that work, it should have worked! It worked in the Ice Castle, and it worked for the frog enchantment, so why not now? Was that... not a nice enough kiss?
His gaze flicks down to Shen Qinqqiu's soft lips. He could try kissing them again, maybe this time a little longer, maybe with his tongue he could...
His head dips down, closer... ]
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There's a version of the Sleeping Beauty story called "Sun, Moon, and Talia" in which the girl is injured with a splinter of flax and falls asleep, and then a passing King comes by, finds her asleep and kisses her, but she doesn't wake up. And then he...
[ ........what does he do?
Wei Wuxian clears his throat and looks away. ]
...and, er, later she bears twins.
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........Anyway so Xie Lian rejoins the group looking almost as calm as he'd been before, poking his head back in with a look of concern on his face, just in time to hear that last line! And is immediately struck with the thought that maybe, just maybe, he should've given himself a little more time to recover.
But he's already here, so--sorry for hesitating at the door.] ...Who does?
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He lets out a small sigh when he straightens. It seems like Wei Wuxian had some of his concerns validated. Sorry. I guess it isn't that-- ]
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Can I not escape it?! Can I not escape it?!! Is this my life?! No! Somehow his pale skin turns even paler. Nononononnono!! ]
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Don't tell him! Don't tell him! And don't suggest it! ]
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-- normally, he would escape in an elegant fashion since he has gotten used to doing everything with grace and dignity. This time, he is only able to roll quickly off the sofa and end up on the floor.
Face down. ]
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Ah!
[ He quickly rolls the man over so he's lying face-up at least. Well, it's little wonder he tried to run away, given where he'd been going with his story. He nods to his strong wife to come help get their patient back onto the sofa. ]
Wait, wait, wait. Relax! I wasn't done with the story! The twins were important, because one of them sucked the flax splinter out of her hand. That was enough to wake the princess up.
[ Now that he recalls, it wasn't the papapapapapapa at all, but removal of the offending thorn that did the trick. Er, he probably should have started with that. ]
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Hearing the back half of this story he missed the beginning of, though....so this princess gave birth while sleeping? How long was she asleep? What story is this? Is it the same story? Where are they going to get--wait no the twin part probably isn't important.]
...I don't believe I saw any splinters in Shifu's hand, though...
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He realizes that this is a lie, but maybe if lies enough, it will come true. Yes, Shen Qingqiu is trying to involve the power of fairytales to give him the ability of the Boy Who Cried Wolf. But it doesn't work at all. Instead, he is carefully rolled over and he has the mind to give an upset look to the two.
Even if he is set back on the sofa, he continues to look just as angry as before. At least, it looks like that and not that I'm in near tears!! ]
This teacher is fine. [ AS IF! But he does calm down a little as it seems like the solution isn't to papapapapa but rather to see if there is a splinter of the thorn still in his hand, and he agrees with Xie Lian. ] It was just a scratch... but you may check.
[ His nose is red from having hit the floor so hard, but otherwise, he is fine. ]
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I don't see anything, either. But just for the sake of completeness...
[ With a huge grin, he lifts the back of the man's hand to his own lips and sucks hard. He's beginning to feel a bit weird about all this, but the best way to dispel that feeling to be as theatrically shameless about it as humanly possible. When he's done, he makes an egregiously loud "smack" noise, and drops the hand straight away.
He's still smiling when he raises his own right hand. A magic wand appears in it, complete with shining star on the end. ]
Anyway, anyway. I've got another idea. Any wishes I can grant?
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...Sighs and pointedly pretends not to see (or hear) what Wuxian's doing for the next few seconds.]
I wish there were more chaste solutions to all these events.
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His eyes widen that much more at his hand being taken. It is like everything is moving in slow-motion now, which is not particularly great given what is just about to happen. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?! ]
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But it is soon over and he did not need the kiss at the end. He did not need it. WIPE OFF MY HAND, AT LEAST!! Excuse?!? ]
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His eyes shift to see that a magic wand is now in Wei Wuxian's hand. Amazing. Shen Qingqiu looks to Xie Lian, barely moving his head. Good one!
And he presses his lips together. A wish, huh?! ]
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[ I'll just sit here and die. It's fine. It isn't fine! Okay?! It isn't! But I'd like to say that much, okay? I just want to say that! I am dying of so much embarrassment that I'm --
Shen Qingqiu realizes suddenly that his skin feels hot and if it feels this hot, that means he's blushing. He's bright red! Fuck! I can control my expression but not my coloring!! Help! SOS!! I'm gonna start crying! I'm gonna do it! You wanna fight!! Do you?! ]
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