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Dee's Post:
Dragonfly felt quite pleased with the days events. She'd manage to land Lance, Morian, and herself with new friends and, especially in Morian's case, Dragonfly couldn't help but feel a little... Triumphant about the turn of events. She thanked Fate's guiding hand silently, before returning to pour over her menu.

"Well then," She beamed, "I definately recommend the burgers. As a matter of faact,"

She eyed the chicken burger, which had sounded tempting as soon as she had set her eyes on the menu.

"I think I know what I'm getting," she beamed, folding her menu and placing it at the end of the table, having to reach slightly over Pales to do so, since she was sitting on the inside of the booth.

Lance clucked his tongue slightly, making fun of Dragonfly's choice of chicken. Chickens were creatures who were full of fear, and in Lance's mind, that in turn meant that Dragonfly fed off that fear, and could easily become fearful herself. Tut. Red meat was a man's meal! Or in his case- a dragon's.

"It is a nice place," Lance grinned, "Momma's right. S'good food. ...Whatcha' considering getting?"



Pales' Post:
Pales chuckled and leaned back a bit so as to allow Dee to put the menu at the end of the table. After all it was only manners to do so, "I think I'll have a burger and some fries myself." Pales said after a moment consideration, "I am a creature of habit, what can I say?"

He then placed his own menu at the end of the table on top of Dee's. He folded his hand before himself, the waitress would soon come to get their orders. Pales watched the boy's patiently, if need be they could always order the drinks first and then the food, but it seemed easier to get it all done in one swoop.

Armel glanced at Lance and then looked at his menu, ever thankful that he had learned how to read when he had, "Mmm, I'm awful hungry, what's their biggest hamburger meal?"

Pales almost made move to protest, but then just let it go. Armel could probably eat his weight in anything so long as the boy was hungry like he said he was.

Armel glanced over the menu over at his Da with a raised eyebrow as if challenging him and then continued to speak to Lance, "'Other than' that I think I'll drink some juice with it." Whether he was trying to impress the other boy with his ability of eating mass amounts or if he was actually hungry was yet to be seen.

Dee's Post:
Dragonfly chuckled, and replied, "If I said anything about habits I'd be a hypocrit. I get either a burger or chicken strips every time I come here,"

Dragonfly turned her gaze over to the two boys, a soft smile on her features. She seemed to be smiling a lot lately. If anyone had told her that she was ever going to smile again a few years ago- well. She would have told them they were full of lies, and then probably called them some very explicit names in Drow.

She realized that she was beginning to day dream again, and phased back into the here, and the now.

Lance eyed the menu, before looking over at Armel.

"I think I'll get a cheesburger with bacon, an' no onions!" Lance made a face, "They're icky, and make breath stinky. Imma have... Mead to drink,"

"Chocolate milk," Dragonfly explained in a breath to Pales.

Lance called almost every beverage 'mead' now-a-days, and somehow, Dragonfly had learned to decipher what was what.


Pales' Post:
Pales laughed a bit and nodded, "Indeed. I am usually a buger and fries man myself. Though I sometimes make Armel order different things just to broaden his horizons, you know?"

Armel seemed to blatantly ignore his Da and pointed at something on the menu called, 'Mega-Super-Burger', "I think I'll try and see if I can eat that." The ram-horned boy announced, "T's challengin' me jus' by name alone."

Pales' brow furrowed a bit, but again he said nothing. After all perhaps Armel'll learn a bit about moderation when it is all through. He nodded to Dee, "Interesting. Armel just goes through phases of rebellion..Those are always interesting. Once he poured a glass of milk over my head."

"Onions are foul things," Armel agreed with a nod, "very foul. Almost as foul as certain vegetables."


Dee's Post:
"Oh geeze," Dragonfly gasped, before grinning and laughing, "Lance hasn't ever really done anything like that. He listens quite well. It's... Really, it's a privalege to be his parent,"

Lance couldn't help but beam as he heard this.

"But- Don't think I mean to say that Armel is a hell-child! He certainly doesn't seem that way- I'm just-" she trailed off sheepishly, "Sorry,"

Lance eyed the 'Mega-Super-Burger' on his menu, and oggled a bit. It sounded like a really huge meal, especially for just one person!


Pales' Post:
Pales laughed a bit and shrugged, "He has his moments between angel and hell-child. I am not offended at all. Usually for me he is well behaved, quite so."

And one ought to pity those that are alone with Armel and Armel decides to dislike his caretaker of that particular moment. Though that was left unsaid by both child and parental figure. Mostly because it didn't need to be said.

The waitress came and Pales and Armel placed the order. The waitress looked startled at the fact that a small boy would order such a huge meal but decide it best not to be condensending or anything of the sort. Just get him what he wants and she won't get hurt -- hopefully.

Armel and Pales then waited for Lance and Dee to place their orders before continuing on with conversation.


Dee's Post:
Lance politetly allowed everyone else to order before him. After all, he wasn't in any particular hurry. Once Dragonfly had placed her order, and Lance knew that it was his turn to speak, he did. The waitress seemed a little taken aback by the child's appearance, but overall seemed unphased.

"Right," she said, scooping up the menus and smiling brightly, "Thank you!"

And she walked off to get them their meals.

Dragonfly leaned back in her seat, stretching slightly, and smiling.

"Mmm... So.." Dragonfly murmered.


Pales Post:
Pales smiled after the waitress, and then looked at Dee when she spoke, "So? What is on your mind?" The man then proceeded to take his eating utensils off of the napkin that were on the table and started folding up and selctively tearing at parts of the napkin in his possession. Lucky for them there was a napkin dispenser at the table. It was obvious he was still listening, it was just busy work for his hands, "Don't mind me, I seem to listen better when I am fiddling with something sometimes." Pales said after a moment to make sure Dee didn't read his behavior as disinterest of any sort.

Armel leaned back and looked around at the various patrons for a moment before looking back at Lance, "Y'know, I bet yer gon' be awesome in armor," his comment likely only added fuel to the already burning fire, "I hope t'see ye like that one day." There was a sincere tone to the ram-horned boy's voice that was easily picked up. Armel didn't seem the type to say things he did not mean nor was he the type to say such things friviously so as to pump a friend's ego up, indeed he said things when he says them because he means them and nothing more. No hidden agendas of any sort when it came to his friends.


Dee's Post:
"What mind?" Dragonfly laughed, before grinning like a fox, and shaking her head, "No, I don't really know what's on my mind. I'm feeling pretty worn out now that the day is winding down,"

She hummed softly, her eyes sliding shut, before she laughed.

"But- I'm still sooo hungry. However, again, no offense to you, but I'm more than ready to go home and curl up with a book," she smiled, before looking at the other's hands, "Oh. I hadn't noticed at first. I do that sometimes too. Usually I make origami flowers," she laughed softly.

Lance couldn't help but colour just a little from the other's remark, before grinning widly, and proudly.

"I can't wait to get my own set of armor- that fits me perfect and can stand up to any blow," he murmered, beaming, and seeming to get lost in a fantasy. He turned his head so that the other could see his wide grin, before replying, "Maybe someday you'll make my armor. You're going to be an awsome blacksmith someday. I'm counting on it,"

He gave Armel a thumbs up, and winked.


Pales' Post:
Pales chuckled and nodded at Dee, "No offense taken. I am looking forward to going home and unwinding as well." he smiled and then began to finish off his 'masterpiece' a small origami boat, "There we go. I never was too good at the origami flowers. I always seem to accidentally ruin it somehow." Pales looked over at the bustling workers of the diner and then glanced at Dee, "To be honest I could eat a whole cow right about now if they gave it to us."

Armel blushed slightly and laughed, "Aye, maybe I'll make yer armor an' I'll even keep on so we can maintain and make changes to it as needed." He nodded, it was the only right way to go about it to his mind. No one knows their own work better than the one that made the armor. Going to anyone else'll likely wreck the whole set up they could put together.

Dee's Post:
"I've butchered my own cow before," Dragonfly replied rather wistfully, "Believe me. You take out a cow's organs and you'll lose your appetite real fast,"

Apparently Dragonfly had a rather.... colourful history, to put it nicely.

"I think that'd be wonderful, Armel," Lance beamed.


Pales' Post:
Pales chuckled and nodded, "I believe you." He smirked, but asked her nothing on her past, figuring he'd learn when she wanted to tell him.

It wasn't long before the food and drinks finally came. When all the orders were placed before then Pales began to eat and so did Armel.. The hilarity of this? Armel's hamburger was almost as big as his head, but yet the boy seemed to manage opening his mouth wide enough to take a nice healthy bite out of it.

..This of course caused even Pales a moment of pause as he watched the ram-horned boy happily chew on his food.

Dee's Post:
Dragonfly could only stiffle her giggles in her food. Watching Armel eat his burger was surprisingly entertaining, though she did feel awful for being so silently amused...

"You're quite sure you can stomach all that?" Dragonfly murmered, unable to help but smile softly as she spoke.

Lance dove into his burger, his hunger overwhelming now that the food was actually in front of him. He didn't really notice Armel and his giant hamburger, too intent on making his own into protein fibres to disperse throughout his body.


Pales' Post:
Armel took the time to swallow his food before answering the woman, "Well, what I don' finish I can take home and finish later." He nodded, and to him his comment seemed the utmost of all sensible notions he'd ever had, "Guess I ought t'finish m'fries first. Those don't taste so good reheated." The boy wrinkled his nose as he set his burger down and began to attack his fries happy to eat whatever was before him at the moment.

Pales chuckled a bit nodding, "Armel is good about his food usually, even if he is a bit finicky from time to time."


Dee's Post:
Lance had next to devoured his burger, and pulled his napkin towards him to clean himself up a bit before starting on his own fries. He paused a moment, considering what Armel said, before nodding in agreement.

"Reheated french fries are nasty," Lance said, curling up his nose, "Unless you reheat them properly- in a deep frier. Then they're alright,"

"And ten times more unhealthy," Dragonfly whispered under her breath, though it was likely that no one would hear the comment.

"Lance is good about his food too. There isn't much that he doesn't seem to like, and even if he doesn't like it he'll finish it off if he has to, just so he's not wasteful," she smiled brightly, idly picking at some of her fries.


Pales' Post:
"Aye, I suppose y'could do it that way, but eatin' them right away seems best idea for the moment." Armel replied with a nod, "B'sides, the burger is the good part of the meal." He obviously wasn't a major french fry person. He eats them mostly because they are there and easy to just cram into one's mouth, and it was easy to devour them over a short period of time depending on how much they decide to give you, which in this case wasn't very much. The burger had taken up a precious amount of space.

Pales nodded at Dee, "It is always good to have children that aren't wasteful. It makes things a lot easier and they seem to at least pretend to appreciate what you give them." The man chuckled as he ate at his food and then drank from his drink that came with his meal.


Dee's Post:
Lance was a steak and potatoes kind of kid- but he preferred baked potatoes to french fries by far. Baked potatoes with sour cream and chives and bacon bits- now that was a little piece of heaven.

"Aye! The burger is the best part!" Lance agreed, grinning as he reached for his chocolate milk.

Straws had always befuddled him. His snout just wasn't designed for them. He always managed to dribble some of the liquid out the corners of his lips whenever he drank out of straws, and thus he removed the plastic abomination, and tipped the glass back, taking a sip and leaving himself with a bit of a chocolate milk mustache. He wiped this away in a heartbeat, however.

"Mhmm," Dragonfly agreed, finishing off her fries and moving to her burger, "I know all about appreciating food,"

Dragonfly lifted her burger off the plate, and began to eat it happily.


Pales' Post:
Armel finished his fries and then grabbed his juice and sipped from the glass around the same time Lance drank his chocolate milk. After he had his drink of juice he went on to attack his super burger now free'd of the burden of french fries. He was packing it away quite impressively even.

Pales hadn't really stopped eating the entire time though he made sure not to speak with his mouthfull, but needless to say the man was almost done with his meal, "So do I really. I almost had to live in a cardboard box once. Not so fun."


Dee's Post:
"I didn't even have that, once," Dragonfly laughed, after swallowing her food. She resumed gnawing away at her burger, 'mmm'ing softly. It was a really good burger. Just how she remembered them being made.

Lance only had a few more bites left on his plate, and he made short work of the rogue fries, and half of a bite of burger.

"Stuuffed!" Lance beamed, leaning back in his seat and patting his tummy.


Pales' Post:
Armel seemed to be in the eating zone for a few moments and then he was over-half done with his burger, but it seemed the boy was still hungry. A moment of pause and then Armel began to just stuff the rest of it in his mouth chewing along the way. It was actually quite impressive because to post people it looked like he was just craming it in without even taking the time to chew. People not at their table that saw him simply gawked.

Pales' eyes went wide, "Oh..dear.. Armel, please be careful." the man chuckled nervously as he finished off his food.

Armel didn't seem to hear Pales and he just kept going until the rest of the burger was gone. The only evidence it ever existed was the crumbs that had escaped back unto the plate the burger once inhabited.

Dee's Post:
Once Dragonfly had finished her own food and drink, she turned her attention to Armel, and his humungous burger. Dragonfly couldn't help but be impressed by the capacity of the child's stomach, and once the boy was finished, she too found herself gawking slightly.

"Y'have quite the stomach Armel," Dragonfly hummed, before whistling in admiration.

Even Lance was impressed, and the wide grin on his features and the soft swaying of the tip of his tail showed this.

"Wow Armel!" he exclaimed.


Pales' Post:
Pales just kind of shook his head and drank the rest of his drink, "Show off."

The boy just grinned at Dee and Lance with a small shrug, "I been hungry a lot the past couple o'days." Though that isn't the end of his performance it seemed as a need welled up inside him, a need to release pressure. So after a few moments of build up Armel came back with a repeat performance of an impressive monster-belch worthy of all sorts of prizes.

At least he had enough shame in him to be embarrassed because Armel blushed and laughed a bit, "'Scuse me."

Pales stared at Armel for a moment or two and then he just chuckled, "What am I going to do with you?" he looked at the other two, "You two want anything else? If not I'll get us the check."
The man seemed to be ignoring a bunch of people clapping at Armel's dual accomplishments.


Dee's Post:
Dragonfly couldn't help but stare in shock- again- at the belch the child let out. She split a grin though, and soon found herself laughing.

"S-S-Sorry, Armel- Pales- but- Dahaha," she gasped between giggles.

Lance stared at his mother, wondering what was wrong with her. She'd never found burp or fart jokes that funny in the past..

Lance could only shrug his shoulders, and grin apologeticly.

"Perhaps she's finally gone off her rocker," Lance suggested, not quite knowing what the term meant, but he'd heard Vincent use it in the past, and it just felt as if it fit in the current context.

"N-No- Just- I don't know," Dragonfly giggled, finally managing to calm down though, "You're quite something Armel. A good something though,"

She winked, before giving her attention to Pales.

"Pales- You really don't need to pick up the check. I'd be more than willing to pay for our half of the meal," Dragonfly said.

Lance didn't say anything to this, preferring to just idly rub his feet togethor, and grin at Armel. Okay, so the burp had been a little funny.


Pales' Post:
Armel blushed yet smiled at the compliment given by Dee, at least it was a good something, "T..Thank ye, I think." He wasn't aware that his gaseous-ness was that funny, but he rolled with it. If it made someone happy then there was no harm in it. He grinned at Lance and shrugged, "It had t'come out, it was startin' to hurt."

Pales smirked at Armel and then looked to Dee, "If you insist. I am happy to pay for the whole thing as well." He flagged down the waitress and told her to bring the check, "Though I suppose it'd be more fair if we shared the bill."

Dee's Post:
"I'd feel badly if I dropped the whole thing on you," Dragonfly replied, a soft smile on her features.

"Mum is just like that," Lance interjected, before returning his attention to Armel, grinning again.

"Well, it's a good thing y'got it out then. Especially since it was startin' ta hurt!"


Pales' Post:
Pales nodded at Lance, "And I perfectly understand." he looked back to Dee and then responded to her, "That's fine. I pay half and you pay half."

Armel just laughed and nodded at Lance, "Aye, better out 'n in." He had heard the line before in a movie and it seemed very much true even now.


Dee's Post:
Lance laughed in agreement with Armel.

"Indeed!" he grinned.

Dragonfly was glad with the agreement, and when the bill arrived she pulled out the money she needed, and handed it over to Pales.

"That's my half," she smiled, before pulling out a few extra coins and placing them on the table, "and there's my half for the tip. We're square now!"


Pales' Post:
Armel nodded, "Glad y'agree with me, friend."

Pales nodded, and got into his pockets and produced the rest of the money for the food payment and the tip. The next time the waitress was by he gave her the pay stub and the money, "There we are. All paid for."


Dee's Post:
"Excellent," Dragonfly beamed, waiting for the other to slide out of the booth so that she could too, "Well. I guess that means it's time for some goodbyes, then,"

Lance's face twisted into a grimace. Goodbye's were his least favorite part about making new friends.


Pales' Post:
Pales nodded at Dee, "And I am sure we'll see each other again." He slid out of his seat so Dee could get out, Armel did the same but he looked kind of sad about the whole thing. One could bet Armel felt the same about Goodbyes as Lance did.

"Aye, I'll make sure of it." Armel spoke up after what Pales had said. It was a promise and a threat to his Da..Something unfortunate may happen, like getting bothered until arrangments are made so that he and Lance can see each other again. That or something will get shredded.


Dee's Post:
Dragonfly slid out of her seat, before pausing at the end of it, and reaching into her surprisingly deep pockets. She pulled out a businesscard- which wasn't for a business at all, it just had her name, address and phone number on it; before pulling a pen out and scribbling Morian's name, address and phone number on the back.

"Here. Contact information," Dragonfly grinned, handing it to Pales as she pulled herself onto her feet, "so that we can garantee another meeting,"

Lance sighed a bit, sliding out of the booth, before grinning to Armel.

"Yeah. Armel an' I need to go adventuring togethor someday, so I'm going to make sure we meet again real soon!" Lance said to both the adults, and to his new friend.


Pales' Post:
Pales took the card with the information on it and then tucked it into a his wallet before putting it away again. He seemed to think for a moment and suddenly leaned to the counter and plucked a pen that just happened to be laying there and then took out a napkin from the dispenser. He then scribbled down his own contact information on the napkin quite nicely and handed the napkin to Dee, "Might want to transfer that somewhere more stable or something." He grinned.

Armel nodded at Lance, "An adventure'd be great! We c'n do all sorta things. Meb'be we c'n go hikin' in some woods an' find an adventure there!" The prospect of adventuring seemed to make Armel practically wiggle.

The man watched his son and chuckled with a small nod, "Okay, let's get going then. Nice meeting you Dragonfly and you as well Lance."


Dee's Post:
Dragonfly accepted the napkin from Pales with a dazzling grin, before moving to take Lance's hand. Both the Tale and the author waved goodbye, before making an exit out the door, finally heading home.

"All in all, I'd say it was a good day," Dragonfly murmered to Lance, smiling wistfully.

"I agree," Lance beamed.


Pales' Post:
Pales and Armel waved back to their new found friends, however, they waited a few moments before leaving. Catching up to them would only prolong the goodbyes more so and make leaving harder than need be.

Before leaving Armel tugged on Pales' pant leg, "I wan' t'be carried again, Da'."

Pales all too gladly picked Armel up and carried him out, "I liked them." He said to to Armel.

Armel hiccuped lightly first before he answered back, "M'too."