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 Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 3:44 pm
Yipes found his brother's door after days of looking. Well, what felt like days to him. It coulda been a few hours for other people. Time was a wibbley wobbley concept for him.
But this was an important day. He had tried his hardwst. He was wearing a bowtie. His compatriot wasn't tho. His compatriot was currently grumbking under his breath about the crazy man. Did Yipes notice? Nope. Yipes was too excited. He was gonna introduce his brother to his neice-apple? Pine-phew? Pineapple-pen?
He gave up and knocked. Whenever Sven answered, there would be Yipes and just behind him, a slightly curvier fruited faun.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2021 9:41 am
 Sven was in his alcove enjoying a peaceful morning, a fresh-brewed cup of coffee placed on a table (with a coaster below it - that was important), and some peace and quiet. He was largely left to his own thoughts to prepare himself for the chaos of the cooking shifts, and this little routine of his helped put him in the right state of mind.
And then came a knock.
He didn't like unexpected knocking, especially so early in the morning.
So he chose to just ignore it for the moment and just hope the other faun would see themselves out.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2022 10:21 am
DaemonGabrielle Yipes was not one to take no for an answer. He closed his fist and used his weight to bore down upon the door like a bull in barfight. If bulls had barfights.
"SVEEEEENNNNN" His compatriot, however, was more composed and gave a startled gasp as the colorful yet clearly insane faun beat the wooden door into submission.
The yellow faun grabbed the colored swinging fist of his new buddy and quickly began to question his life choices. Not that there had been many at this point.
"SIR! STOP!" Ananas yelled at Yipes, struggling in vain to hold onto his wildly swinging fist.
He was quickly trying to come up with an excuse for those passing by giving them a bewildered glare. All the while being flung about like a trollop as his new friend just continued beating the door, now with Ananas including in the wooden beatdown.
"The, umm...the nargles are watching!" He mumbled, dipping his head and shoulders in apology to the not so amused passer bys as best he could. "Please." he begged, not entirely sure whom he was begging. Yipes, the person behind the door, or the growing crowd behind yipes. Daisicle Oh for the Roots of course it was his brother - what was he doing awake so early in the morning? And in the Tree? Normally Sven at least -knew- when his family returned (how could you NOT?), but this was catching him off-guard. Rather than get up, he took another sip before yelling back at the door in a crass, but not wholly-uncharacteristic, manner, "YOU STOP THAT NOISE OR I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW I WON'T OPEN IT." He then huffed. Leave it to Yipes to get him all riled up so early. That's what family was for, he supposed.
Wait, had he heard another voice? What in Laisidhiel?
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2022 1:44 pm
DaemonGabrielle Yipes paused in his beating of the door and cocked his head a she heard his brother yelling at him from the inside.
Nodding in satisfaction, he took a deep breath and prepared to yell back when a yellow hand suddenly stopped his mouth. Ananas was disheveled and a lil stunned at being the door knocker but he had enough sense to throw his hand into the mouth of the crazy colored faun before him.
Later he's think about the germs. And the saliva. And whatnot. Right now he just needed him to stfu and let him think.
"The person behind this door better not be this crazy." He muttered to himself before turning his head to the door.
"Sir? I have the...er...i believe he's your brother." He kept cautious eyes on the striped faun currently chewing on hand like a binkie. "Is there anyway you could come say hello to him before he causes MORE of a scene?" He asked in a tired tone.
He had a strange feeling this was life now. Yipes was quite comfortable with the man's hand in his mouth but was unbelievably disappointed that he didnt taste like his namesake. Daisicle Sven took another sip of his coffee as he let the silence hang before the unusual voice took over, not quite as audible as the yelling, but enough. Weird - who was this. He set it down, sighed, and walked over to the door. He then placed the chain on before opening it just a crack and glaring at very much his brother. His expression softened only somewhat as he glanced at the unfamiliar male. "You can keep him if you want." Did it turn out that Yipes swung that way? Not his problem. DaemonGabrielle Yipes instantly spit out his daughters hand and tried to slide past him to hig his brother. Only to be met by the chain.
So instead, he squeezed his face into the open space of the chain and announced "He's Johnny! And he's your new neice." Before making kissing noises at his brother. All thru the space in the door. Ananas watched in growing horror as a less brightly but still rianbowed faun peeked out the door and offered yipes to him.
Quickly shakig his head, he attempted to draw Yipes away from the door. "No. Sir. I don't want him. I was hoping you did."
Still ignoring the wet hand, the incorrect name, AND the odd reaction that had been Yipes, he looked around before leaning close to the door in his compatriot's place. Just less obtrusive. All the while keeping a kissing yipes at bay with his dry hand. Which was quickly becoming not dry.
"Look. Sir. You seem respectable. I woke up for the first time in this faun's room, to him yelling about a pineapple and whatever a Nargle is, and i just...." he paused and let out a breath. A long, very tired sigh. "I was hoping you knew what to do with him. I fear he is mentally unstable." He said right before yelping and leaping away from the door and the striped faun. "NO BITING!" Daisicle Sven grimaced as he made sure he was out of spittle-reach, the chain serving to keep the other two outside, as Yipes sure and made a fool of himself. It was almost to a concerning extent - it'd been quite a long time since he could remember his brother being -this- bad. He'd opened his mouth to say something to the new guy before Sven went and bit him. With a furrowing of the brow, he crossed his arms in a rightous huff. "Yipes I swear to the ROOTS I will call the sentries over and they can give you time to calm down below if you don't fix yourself right now."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2022 2:49 pm
DaemonGabrielle Yipes immediately let go of his yellow friend and stood up straight. "You're no fun, Sven." His petulant voice rang clear thru the hall. He eyed his now cowering pineapple flavoured man, and gabe jim a hearty smack on the back. "I just wanted ya to meet your newest neice! Is that a crime?" He gave Sven a good round of puppy eyes knowing damn well they would be useless. Leaning over to Ananad, he whispered "Give your Uncle Sveny Poo a kiss." Ananas was so confused. And literally disgusted at that last bit.
" For the last time. I am a BOY. B. O. Y. I have dangly bits to prove it." He cast his eyes to the side and muttered "which i'd show you but you'd prolly bite them. So gross."
Only to turn around and huff in indignation. "SIR!! I am awfully sure that this man wants no kisses from me or any other neic-i mean nephew he has!"
Turning back to sven, he begged him with his face to help him. Daisicle "I am quite the enjoyable faun I'll have you know, I simply have standards. Also that faun there is CLEARLY male." He huffed again with his arms still crossed as he made no movement to undo the chain on the door. He did nod a few times in tune with Ananas' argument. "He's right, the only kisses I like are Alba's I'll have you know - I'll have nofaun else making lips-on-skin contact."
He then signed and rubbed his temples, understanding just enough to know this new guy was looking for an out. "Yipes, just let the good man go - he's clearly not your kid, male or not." DaemonGabrielle Yipes sighed, utterly defeated. "Is there no pride amongst the tree for family anymore?" He dropped his arms and leaned against the door frame, ignoring the yellow pineapple as he ran. He'd find him later.
Turning his eyebrows up in a questionable manner, he asked "Has mom's Sveny-poo finally found the ONE?" He asked, making googoo eyez at his brother. "I had the one. She turned into your neice. Lovely fellow. " Daisicle "Never had been." He responded with a deadpan tone and expression. He sighed and rubbed his brows at the follow up. "Doesn't involve you - I'm going to take a nap now. Bye Yipes."
At that Sven closed the door and audibly locked it.
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