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[On one hand, that's not how you test if something's poison; on the other hand, he'd do the exact same thing and Wuxian appears to be just fine, so.

Clapping his hands together!]

Alright, then. We'll make a nice healthy porridge with pepper and cucumbers and...healing water! That sounds tasty enough.

[Let's get this dish together!]

[ They get this dish together. At the end, through their combined efforts it................... actually looks okay, according to Wei Wuxian's standards. He's a little sad the dish is grey overall, punctuated with color only by the green cucumbers. It would be so much more appetizing if it were a cheerful bright red.

Apart from the color, the lumpiness doesn't bother him at all. If he doesn't look very hard, he can't see what the lumps are. As for the smell, it's better than corpses, so that's fine.

He pats Xie Lian's arm, beaming at him. ]

You did well! What a good wife!

[It looks grey and sad, but it also doesn't have any mold or anything on it, and that bit of green adds a little cheerful color to the whole thing, so. He'll call this a success!

This is the first time anyone actually praised him on his cooking though...and calling him a good wife while wearing such a bright smile is kind of embarrassing, especially after that whole ordeal with Pyra.......he colors a bit at the praise, hurriedly turning his gaze back to the food.]

You know I'm not really your wife, don't you? A-anyway, let's get this out to Shifu! We've kept him waiting long enough.

[Let's get this served up! And then escape the kitchen! Yeah!!]

[ He dreams of having settled things a little better with Airplane. Before his blood immediately starts to boil!!

Airplane is cheerfully explaining how he has constructed this cross-fandom world! "Don't look at me like that, Cucumber-Bro! I may have been writing diligently on my novel, but I had to also let off some steam now and again!"

That sort of shameless answer makes him get that much more upset. Shen Qingqiu questions if all the young ladies that are in the world of Chroma are all meant to be part of the harem of Luo Binghe like he originally thought.

His transmigrated bro smiles brightly, "Of course! It'd be stupid if it wasn't going to end that way! Of course, they all can't go back with him to his world. As much as I would like that, there's no way I could do it! So, all of them get a tearful farewell and have their hearts permanantly broken due to being unable to follow. They'll remember him and he'll return unable to remember them save in a dream that he feels some remorse about before continuing with things!"

WHAT SORT OF FUCKING BULLSHIT IS THAT?! It's that sort of thing that makes him upset! Once more, either write a stallion novel or don't write one at all! This is just more emotional abuse and heartbreak for just the sake of returning things to the status quo to his novel! What about all the people that are going to end up hurt by this?!

He thinks for a second as he once more is going to try to shake Airplane, now for the sake of the ladies that he's met! Sure, they got past the issue of him insulting his bro's cultivation, but since that matter was now settled, he wasn't going to let every little thing go in return!! ]

Don't do that ... to Pyra... [ So he starts out yelling. Mad enough that his arm swings out. Damn! Airplane really is good at dodging. ]

[ He smiles, at Xie Lian's protestations, objecting to being called "wife." He'd said to him earlier, in the castle, that he was too willing to go along with the flow, that he was going to get dragged into all sorts of shenanigans if he kept it up, this agreeableness.

.....at least, he thinks it was Xie Lian he was talking to. He had been drinking a lot of that "water" at the time.

He leaves Xie Lian to the actual porridge-holding, instead coming out first to help Shen Qingqiu up into a seated position— ]

You!

[ He is, fortunately, very good at dodging, though that swung fist missed him by a hair's breadth. ]

What about—what did I do to Pyra? I mean, apart from the trap, but that wasn't my fault. Maybe it was my fault, but how could I have known? I saved her, too! My quick thinking—hey, how do you know about that? Who told you?

[ Pyra? Did she tell? But she'd sworn him to secrecy? She made him promise not to say anything, but had he exacted the same promise from her? Why would she go and talk to this guy about any of it, anyway?

Unless... ]

Edited 2019-02-03 02:04 (UTC)

[ He waves Xie Lian over. ]

Ha. Hahaha. You can't answer me at all, can you, sleepyhead? Never mind, we'll wake you up!

[ His mind is a mess. All he knows is that he's got to get this guy up and uncursed and talking right now! ]

...What's this about a trap?

[Xie Lian walks up with the porridge, having heard that long refute, and...seriously, did he do something to Pyra? What's his fault? He didn't put her at a disadvantage in any way, did he?]

Maybe you can answer a few things too, once he's awake.

[ If he was awake and part of the conversation, Shen Qingqiu would have absolutely agreed. But as he is still deep asleep in his dream, he can only yell at Airplane for how he continues to argue that, "This is just how these stories go!" ]

Treat them with more care...

[ His face twists into one of anger before his nose scrunches a little and his head turns away. ]

[ What the—? ]

Aaaaaaa? Treat who with more care? You, you're sleeptalking!

[ He scoops up a spoonful of porridge and holds it towards the man's mouth, just at the moment he wrinkles his nose and turns away. ]

[ FINE, IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT IT!!! ]

Ahahaha! I guess you can't eat porridge while you're sleeping~!

[ He stuffs the spoonful into his own mouth, without swallowing it. It tastes...........okay maybe it isn't the best he's ever had in his life, but at least it isn't completely bland.

He grabs Shen Qingqiu's jaw and forces it open, kissing him on the lips. Eat your porridge, A-Qiu! ]

[.....Well. That's one way to do it.

Don't mind him, he's just gonna be on the sidelines, an unreadable expression on his face as he wonders to himself why mouth-to-mouth seems to be the go-to solution for everything around here.

Also eating a spoonful of porridge himself, because he brought out enough for all three of them.]

[ Wait, why are you getting so close to me!?

His dream abruptly ends when he swallows -- swallows?!? -- something. He opens his eyes to blink slowly, looking up to see Wei Wuxian's face. Hello? Wait, am I still dreaming? Didn't you two say a lot of death flags and-- ]

[ --and?!

His mouth opens as he turns away. He swallowed something! He swallowed something and he can taste it! He can actually taste it! What the fuck?! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT IS HE TASTING RIGHT NOW?! Looking down at his hands, he wonders if he was fucking poisoned?! His entire face feels like it's on fire! Why is everything on fire! What's going on!? SOS! SOS! 110! 110! ]

[ He begins coughing violently as he sits up. He sat up! He's able to sit up! His energy is back to full! Why is it back to full?! What is happening!? His hands hold out in front of him as he makes wild gestures to the both of them -- first pointing to his throat then at his own body. WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK!? ]

[ He eventually reaches out to grab onto the front of Wei Wuxian's clothes about ready to violently shake him. But his senses come back to him upon seeing him. Still holding onto his clothes, he sits back and twists his head around to look at Xie Lian.

Both of you... both of you came back? After all those death flags? Really?

He's sweating profusely. He's coughing hard. His face is red and throat sounds like it has gone through the grinder. Yet he says: ]

You made it back...

[ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ]

Good, isn't it?

[ Shen Qingqiu is still clutching his robes, but that's fine, he's still got a bowl of porridge at the ready. He scoops up another spoonful. ]

Have more, we went to such trouble to bring these ingredients back. We made this with our own hands, just for you!

[That reaction is worrying--does it not taste good? Oh, or maybe he just choked on it? It must be hard to eat when unconscious, after all, so that's probably the reason, right?

Xie Lian consoles himself with that for the moment, and offers Shen Qingqiu a cheerful smile instead of help.]

We're back, Shifu. I hope we didn't keep you waiting too long!

[ Holy fucking shit! I honestly can't believe you're both back! You said all those death flags and you're back! Safe and sound, too! Neither of you look in too bad of shape! I was sure you were headed toward a bad ending, but you made it back safely! Holy shit, holy shit! What sort of amazing luck do you both have?!

He starts out with smiling warmly-- ]

[ -- record scratch.

What do you mean by that? What happened while I was out? I woke up swallowing something. What was it! Please explain?! I don't understand?!

He still is sweating from the porridge even though he doesn't know yet if that's the real reason. How did you two break the curse?! I feel like I'm missing some things... ]

[ He coughs a little more as he sits up properly, finally letting go of Wei Wuxian's clothes. Right, right. It was an automatic reaction. Why am I sweating so fucking much?! WHY?! ]

You went through a lot of trouble. [ He pauses to clear his throat. FUCK. His throat feels awful. But maybe it's from sleeping for whoever knows how long? ] But feeding me is a bit much.

[ He holds his hands out to take the bowl. ]

[ Really, there's absolutely nothing to worry about. This stuff looks like it's without color so it won't have much flavor. I don't have to worry about tasting something awful. ]

This teacher is honestly grateful for everything you've done.

[ Thus released, he stands up and reaches for his own bowl of porridge.

He beams happily. ]

Ahahaha, I guess a garbage cultivator is good for something!

[ Is he still mad? He's still mad. ]

[Still...smiling......]

Nobody said you were anything of the sort. I'm sure you're a perfectly good cultivator, Wuxian.

[As he eats another spoonful of porridge. Can't talk with your mouth full! That's his contribution for now.]

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