She's not getting married yet, right? Do you know the wedding date?
[ Marriage isn't final. There's always standing in the middle of the aisle and shouting "OBJECTION!!" and Mafuyu kind of wants to do that... Never mind the fact that this isn't something she should be interfering with at all, having no stakes on either side aside from liking both Grell and Pitou. Not this mystery boyfriend, though. Screw him, if Pitou says screw him. ]
I dunno if she'd tell me if I asked; we aren't that close.
[ It's probably easy enough for Mafuyu to ask though, just to try, because something like closeness has never stopped her from poking her nose into people's businesses. ]
So what're you going to do about it now? Wanna crash their wedding?
[ Or stop it before it comes to that? A slave's job is to do whatever the master says, so she's open to anything. ]
[ Pitou drinks their hot coffee sullenly, scowling behind the cup. What are they going to do? If they do anything Grell will never forgive them, and for all their bluster they haven't quite convinced themselves that they're alright with that. Maybe they would break up all on their own and Pitou could just sweep back in without even having to apologize. Best to leave their options open? ]
I haven't decided yet. Maybe wreck his office. Or throw some coffee on him.
[ More like, she's going to be the one to order that coffee, she knows. Her personal method of revenge would be something more direct; simply storming into the office and wrecking it sounds like a great idea. But she doesn't want to upset Grell either— this is between her, Pitou, and Mr. Fiancee. ]
How 'bout a glitter bomb? Waaaaaayy harder to clean up than coffee stains, and if Grell asks, we can just say it's a congrats thing.
[ Honestly, considering Pitou doesn't want Grell upset with them either -- at least not more than just disappointed in them -- they think this plan sounds about the right level of vindictive. Also like a plan that can be delegated. ]
[ This is something she can probably get on the internet without it being traced back to her... maybe... She doesn't mind doing the slave labor part of it, it's just this. ]
[ In fact, Pitou knows they owe her for a few coffees as well, so they go into their messenger back to dig for their wallet. The messenger bag is filled with all assortment of junk, and as they are digging some yarn and a tangle of doll parts unfurls. They ignore that for the moment, digging out some cash to hand over to Mafuyu. ]
[ Pay day has come!! She has no idea how much glitter bombs cost but she'll probably end up splurging on several, sending one to Grell's fiance and also some other people she has petty grievances with. ]
I'll get this done right away! What do you think- his house? Or where does he work? Then it's public and we can hide out somewhere with binoculars and watch!
Maybe have him open it up before one of his lectures, so his stupid hobo outfit is covered in glitter...
[ This delights Pitou, for petty reasons only. To be honest, they'd consider playing this trick on Ardyn even if they weren't angry with him. So.... uh. That's how serious this is. ]
[ Mafuyu lets out a sigh of relief; university's fine, it's fine. ]
Nah, I'm supposed to stay on the teachers' good sides if I want to graduate high school. But I don't care about getting into uni, so that's fine. We'll glitterize his entire lecture hall!
[ At first, she was just trying to get through high school. Now, surviving the next two years in this godforsaken city might have to be the end goal. ]
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[ This is clearly an offense of the highest order to Pitou. ]
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Married like, to a person?
[ What is this wild concept of marriage ]
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[ Okay no, they had kind of started to like Ardyn, but they are not going to admit that NOW. ]
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[ Grell is theirs!! Ardyn can't have her. ]
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[ Marriage isn't final. There's always standing in the middle of the aisle and shouting "OBJECTION!!" and Mafuyu kind of wants to do that... Never mind the fact that this isn't something she should be interfering with at all, having no stakes on either side aside from liking both Grell and Pitou. Not this mystery boyfriend, though. Screw him, if Pitou says screw him. ]
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[ Which despite Pitou's own childishness... They realize that probably hadn't been a helpful gesture. They all but slap themselves on the forehead. ]
Ugh!
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[ It's probably easy enough for Mafuyu to ask though, just to try, because something like closeness has never stopped her from poking her nose into people's businesses. ]
So what're you going to do about it now? Wanna crash their wedding?
[ Or stop it before it comes to that? A slave's job is to do whatever the master says, so she's open to anything. ]
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I haven't decided yet. Maybe wreck his office. Or throw some coffee on him.
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[ More like, she's going to be the one to order that coffee, she knows. Her personal method of revenge would be something more direct; simply storming into the office and wrecking it sounds like a great idea. But she doesn't want to upset Grell either— this is between her, Pitou, and Mr. Fiancee. ]
How 'bout a glitter bomb? Waaaaaayy harder to clean up than coffee stains, and if Grell asks, we can just say it's a congrats thing.
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I'll entrust that to you.
[ Slave powered glitter bomb. ]
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I need money.
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[ In fact, Pitou knows they owe her for a few coffees as well, so they go into their messenger back to dig for their wallet. The messenger bag is filled with all assortment of junk, and as they are digging some yarn and a tangle of doll parts unfurls. They ignore that for the moment, digging out some cash to hand over to Mafuyu. ]
Whatever change is yours too.
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[ Pay day has come!! She has no idea how much glitter bombs cost but she'll probably end up splurging on several, sending one to Grell's fiance and also some other people she has petty grievances with. ]
I'll get this done right away! What do you think- his house? Or where does he work? Then it's public and we can hide out somewhere with binoculars and watch!
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[ This delights Pitou, for petty reasons only. To be honest, they'd consider playing this trick on Ardyn even if they weren't angry with him. So.... uh. That's how serious this is. ]
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[ A slow blink. ]
Why, does that matter?
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Nah, I'm supposed to stay on the teachers' good sides if I want to graduate high school. But I don't care about getting into uni, so that's fine. We'll glitterize his entire lecture hall!
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What are you going to do after high school?
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[ At first, she was just trying to get through high school. Now, surviving the next two years in this godforsaken city might have to be the end goal. ]
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[ Very serious! ]
You'll need some kind of work.
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I'll figure it out! Like with video game tournaments or major league baseball or paintball competitions!
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[ Look, Pitou has no judgment. If you want to do professional e-sport, that's fine. ]
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[ Let them rephrase that question........... ]
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