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[ulaulakahuna]

[He doesn't have to say "You idiot" out loud. He's pretty sure Archie already knows it's implied. ...Blech, now he has to take that garbage out later, though.]

[Nanu has not moved from his spot. He continues to stare at Archie and his tone is, somehow, even more flat. Is it disappointment? Who knows.]

Was it worth it?

[broceanic]

[he groans, then ties up the bag when he's done. he will spare nanu from looking at it, at least.]

Don't ask me that. That's my trigger question.

[archie comes back to the table, and donks his head down.]

Why did I do that. I just wanna die now.

[ulaulakahuna]

[Oh, good. He's taking it out when he leaves, too. Archie has no one to blame but himself.]

[Shuffling over with the utensils, he puts everything by the cake and sits down across from el idiota.]

I'm pretty sure I have to ground you now, or something.

[broceanic]

[archie just gives nanu a flat expression.

dryly:] You really want me to stay here?

[ulaulakahuna]

[ulaulakahuna]

Just cut yourself a piece of cake.

[broceanic]

Thought so. You did that to yourself.

[he cuts himself a piece, and nanu. nanu will likely be relived to see that the cake looks just like a normal one all around. no burnt or undercooked bits.]

I mean what it says, you know.

[ulaulakahuna]

[he might have done that to himself, but archie ate an orange rind. nanu still counts it as his win.]

[The cake certainly looks like a cake. Nanu's not a big fan of sweets, but the gesture is thoughtful; one slice won't ruin his day, anyhow.]

Hmh... Considering I spilled an equal amount of beans, I'd say there's no thanks necessary.

[broceanic]

[he shrugs a little awkwardly, swiveling around on the stool he's on to give krookodile more pats. good boy. archie cups his snout and rubs his fingers along it.]

You didn't have to. It just helped, is all...

[ulaulakahuna]

[Krookodile happily accepts more attention, even if he's disappointed that he's not getting cake.]

[(Two pairs of eyes peek out from underneath the cough, watching the interaction.)]

It did? Huh. [He doesn't start eating yet, just looks at Archie over the cake.] Then I guess taking a walk that night was worth it.

[broceanic]

Y-yeah.

[nanu being so earnest is REALLY UNCOMFORTABLE FOR HIM.]

Glad I made it to that bench in my stupor. [his attention is still on krookodile.] Ah... well, both my cargos were delivered. I can get out your hair.

[ulaulakahuna]

[WHOSE FAULT IS THAT, YOU EMOTIONAL MAN]

Nope. [he says with little enthusiasm, though Krookodile agrees] You brought this sugar rush into my house, you're going to eat a part of it before you leave.

[weird threat but ok]

[broceanic]

There's egg in it. I'm a vegetarian.

[that's a bad excuse. mostly because he made it eggless.]

[ulaulakahuna]

No there's not.

[he knows he wouldn't have baked it that way in the first place!! or...is pretty sure. regardless, he knows how to make himself authoritative even if it's over something petty like this.]

[he taps the empty plate with the knife. eat your cake, archie]

[broceanic]

I hate you. So much.

[he says, as he eats the delicious cake.]

[ulaulakahuna]

Sorry, do you want your "thank-you-Nanu" cake back?

[broceanic]

No. And I'm going to make you another one. Before you can finish this one. Maybe Anabel will ask some questions. She's a very talented Interpol chief, after all.

[he sticks his fork into the cake. looks up with an over the top pout, resting his hands on krookodile's snout.]

You can keep pressing, Nanu, but I'll get emotional. I will cry. That's a promise.

[ulaulakahuna]

[Krookodile is not-so-subtly staring at the cake, his long snout under the table.]

Is that your version of a threat? Needs work.

[broceanic]

How the mighty have fallen, right?