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 Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2020 7:57 pm
Yipes took his freshly medicated, slowly deflating face and new pineapple and raced thru the halls of the big tree. His brother was here somewhere. He paused by a door and stuck his head in. "Svthen?" He asked d, eyes widening at the scene before him. The red faun shrieked at him to do u holy things to himself. Nope. Not his bro. He raced down another hall and poked his head in. The pearl colored faun in the room just stared right back. Slowly backing out, he turned and raced down another hall. "SVTHEN?!" He yelled, poking his head in a door before finally seeing g his brother's spirit. Svtheeeeeeen!!" He gave a grisley grin with his goop covered face and threw his arms out for a hug.
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Posted: Sat Feb 29, 2020 7:48 pm
Sven was minding his own business in his little tree alcove, when he heard his name in the hall being called by a voice he'd heard far too recently as the door swung open. With a pause, he turned to look up from the scroll he was reading.
Ah, Yikes.
He stood up and calmly walked towards the door, but rather than return the hug, he pushed the door back shut and locked it with a loud click.
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Posted: Sat Feb 29, 2020 8:40 pm
Yipes rubbed his head where the door bonked him and frowned. This wasn't good. Maybe he didn't recognize him with all his new face paint/medicine!
"SVTHEN! ITHS ME. YOUR BROTHER!!" he yelled, knocking on the door again. "And if you're still mad about your toothbrush, I promise not to do that again. Besides, where would I find an alpaca this late in day?!" He asked, shaking his head. He couldnt help it Sven's toothbrush liked to live a wild life. He was just helping the little buddy reach his dreams.
"I was just helping it realize it's dreams!!" He yelled outloud, just in case.
"Brothers are supposed to be friends fly with each other." Muttering to himself, in the hall, with other faun staring at him. Yup. Was a typical day for him.
He knocked again.
"Sven?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 29, 2020 9:04 pm
There was absolutely no way Sven was letting him in his alcove while he was covered in Laisidhiel-knows-what. Many hours each day were dedicated to maintaining its perfect order and cleanliness, and his brother would ruin that instantaneously. So if he had to make a choice between familial bonds and his peace of mind.
There could only be once answer.
"I'm not opening up while you're a mess Yipes. Go clean up and come back later."
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2020 2:50 pm
Yipes frowned. Why was his brother being a thunderhead now. He hadn't seen him in acorns knows how long. "I can't do that, Sven!! The doctor said I had to leave it on." He explained. He turned around and flopped down on the ground, using the door to rest his back. "I have to wait for my new face to dry. It's keeping me pretty " he said with a smirk, running his hands over his furry knees. "I just figured since I was in the neighborhood, I'd see how you were doing and show you your new goddaughter." He smiled at his little pineapple. "She looks just like you."
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2020 1:58 pm
"Well if you can't do that then you can't come in, no exceptions!" he responded through the closed door, practically huffing. Don't get him wrong, he didn't dislike his brother by any means. Heck, he was quite fond of him, as far as siblings went, but his chaotic nature was just more than he could handle in his space. Out there, sure, sometimes, but not here. Here he had everything nice and in its perfect place and ready to go.
He tapped his hoof as he listened to the noises outside, discerning that his bro had decided to block his exit rather than go clean up. How very in-character.
Sven scratched at his arm for a second before grabbing a chair, pulling it closer to the door, and sitting down. "How can it keep you pretty if you weren't pretty to begin with?" His voice took a more playful tone at this point as he settled down. "Bet you whatever it is you're calling a 'goddaughter' is nonsense." A smirk, not that Yipes could see it. "You know, if you just stayed in the 'neighborhood' you could 'see how I'm doing' more often, right? Bet it'd make Ma really happy - maybe Pa too."
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2020 3:55 pm
Yipes smiled at his brother's mention of nonsense. He patted the small tiny fruit in his arms and leaned his head against the door. "She has your eyes, brother. All 18 karats of them." Of course said eyes had been some odd jewelry he had found wandering. But after Allouette had babysat that one time, he hadn't seen his precious pineapples eyes since. Maybe she was just taking a long nap. He listened with a smile at his brother's words. "You know I can't do that, mate. There are too many adventures to be had. And I have to find the ghost of the stars. He owes me a sandwich." He explained himself, which if anyone heard him, it wasn't really an explanation at all. Turning around to face the door he rested his goopy forehead on it. "You'll tell mom and dad I said hi, won't ya? They always saw the sun in you. " he smiled at the door, awaiting a response.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2020 7:09 pm
"Eyes can't have carrots, but carrots are good for eyesight," Sven quipped back without breaking a beat to his brother's nonsense. If the pair were a comedy routine, Yipes was the absurd and he the 'straight man.' He sighed - looked like this wouldn't be the time he'd be able to get it through that thick skull of his. "You know there ain't no thing as a star ghost..." he paused, a peculiar memory coming back to him. "Do I look like a ghost? There was this fauness and swear to Laisidhiel she thought I was about to send her to the Roots or something over some spilled nuts." Funny or not, he still felt a bit weird about all of that - were you supposed to apologize for your fur color?
Anywho... "By the way, you can just go down to the pub if you need a sandwich." Another pause as he about snorted. "Heck no, you tell them that yourself if you're here. I'm a chef, not an errand-faun."
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2020 10:07 pm
Yipes ears perked at his brother's sudden mood change. And ignored every other thing that was said. That was just his brother. He didnt understand. The stars were absolutely gorgeous. And the pub....well, he'd been banned from there. He guessed his brother forgot.
Focusing back on the situation at head, he sat upright and stared at the door incredulously.
"You met a girl???" He asked.
"When? Where? How?? And of course you look like a ghost. You used to scare the dickens out of me when we were kids and you had a midnight tinkle. Thought Dad's great aunt Pearl was coming back to eat the ficus."
He waved his hands around dismissively and focused on what mattered. "What was the color of her horns? Ya know horns are important. They relay a lot of information. Kinda like ants."
He clapped a little as another thought hit him. "When is your next date? We have to get ready! Maybe you can get a facial from the witch doctor like me!!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2020 3:11 pm
Forgot? More like Sven had explicitly never been informed of 'the incident' due to concern for the secondhand embarrassment he'd have felt as a result.
"Yes?" Sven tilted his head, although his brother wouldn't have seen. "I've met many faunesses in fact. They work as kitchen staff too." He failed to understand why her sex was something of relevance to the conversation at hand. "I walked into the kitchens to try a new recipe and scared the nuts out of her. Then I cooked her a meal, we ate, and then I returned to my quarters."
He pouted at the other bit, suddenly feeling a touch more self-conscious. He knew he was significantly paler than the rest of his family, but still...
"Her horns were... brown? Without leaves?" again, he failed to understand the relevance of this. His face scrunched up at the last bit. "Excuse you, a date? I will have no know there was no first date, thus there cannot be another. And you are not going to get any of that... nonsense on my face" He shuddered at the thought.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2021 1:40 pm
Yipes giggled. "If course I wouldn't make you touch my face. You'd get your own face touching from the doc. She's very gentle. Did I mention she saved my daughter?" He held up the pineapple in question and faced it towards the door.
"And why are you so oblivious to women? Surely they like....all of...whatever it is you do." He said with a wave ambiguity.
"And I don't want to tell them I'm here. Then they'll ask me to stay and I can't do that, Sven. Too much world, not enough Yipes." He rested his head back against the door with a small thud.
"You know more than anybody that I don't fit in here, either. We'd make each other miserable, this old tree and me." He sighed. This was the longest and most soberingly sane convo he had in a while and he had forgotten the weight that simple words had. And how much it could hurt sometimes to spit out truths one didnt like.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2021 6:29 pm
"Refused. And you have no daughter to save." He was going to have no such strange substance on his face.
That girl comment was going to be promptly ignored.
"Besides, I'm pretty sure Dad still has you beat in the weird category... somehow...?" even he seemed a bit unsure of himself in his tone, but he wasn't lying. Dad really was really weird. Whatever, he wasn't about to beg his brother to stay if he didn't want to be here - even Sven had enough tact for that. "At least send them some letters from... wherever it is you go. I think they'd appreciate that."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2021 5:42 pm
Yipes nodded. That request was reasonable. But this extended sanity was not. "You sunk my battleship, my good man." He told his brother. Then he set his pineapple down, and turned toward the door. "I can do what you ask, but you have to do what I asked." Then he grabbed his pineapple, got up and wandered out the hallway, humming songs. Today was a good day.
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