Monday Night at 43 Unicorn

[mylandmyrules]

Nell had decided recently that living on Unicorn Street must have been a sign because the odds of her having such amazing things in her life had been as unlikely as finding a unicorn outside of Fandom.

She had decided to make a large batch of spgahetti for the gathering, one pot of sauce with meat and the other vegan. Surprisingly enough the pasta itself - most of them anyway - were actually vegan.

In any case, the rich smells of the sauce filled the house, welcoming whoever made it over tonight.

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[deathsmajesty]

Liliana just laughed at him. "Darling, if you're going to be insulting, pick better targets," she declared. "These boots have seen battle, darling. A little running would be nothing. And considering the shoes I dance in, that makes even less sense. D for effort, darling."

[sword_chocobro]

"Who said anything about being insulting?" Gladio countered, almost aloof, without missing a beat. "They look great. I definitely couldn't pull them off."

[deathsmajesty]

"Well, that's certainly true," Liliana agreed with a sage nod. "However, darling, if you'd like to end up in a pair of thigh-high boots that set off the assets you do have, let me know. I know an excellent cobbler who does wonders."

[sword_chocobro]

"And you know," Gladio's tone was intrigued and thoughtful, as he rubbed a little at his chin, "I have been thinking I could use a little help on the height front."

Forget that with Sidon and Goose gone, he was probably now just about second tallest after Tiny...

[deathsmajesty]

He just wanted to be taller in case Gideon showed up.

"I hadn't wanted to point it out," Liliana said with an impish grin. "I'm glad you realize it, though."