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Only for that loud kazoo to burst in front of her, blaring loud enough to make her ears pin back against her hair, as confetti rains all over her.
It sticks everywhere it lands, from the looks of it, settling haphazardly in her mane.
And on seeing that set up, she's quick to go tromping towards it on all fours like a lanky great dane, stopping just short to...
Indeed, sniff the cake. As she reads the card, of course, but look - she's a dog. She's gonna sniff the cake.
Just as she'd gone to lick the frosting, though, his synth playing starts up - getting her to freeze with her tongue just barely poking out, ears perking and swiveling like satellite dishes, ultimately aiming at the source of the sound.
And she sits back again, slowly. Staring into space, wide-eyed, clearly entranced.
(Tongue still poking out, as well.)
It's noisy, sure, and maybe his voice is a little scratchy and squeaky, but... he's...
Wrote a song for her.
He wrote a song for her.
The more it hits her, the more her mane starts to lift - puffing her up as her tails start to wag in sync with each other and the song being blasted over speakers.
There's a clear sparkle to her eyes, too, but, uh, she's definitely not crying!
Nope. No tears here.
But she does immediately start looking for him, starting by looking under the table - obviously assuming he must be hiding in his rat form nearby.]
Luuuukieeee!
You can't just play something like that over a stereo - Ibuki's gotta hear that live!!
Right now! Right now, right now!!
Where'd you go and hide!? Reveal yourself to Ibuki, or she'll just have to come'n sniff you out...!!
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...Let's be real, she. Probably hears that, too, but...! Just keeps on cackling harder - presses it into a sputter and a snort in the upper-back of his nose, presses himself nice and flat with his free paw scrabbling behind him against the side of the fridge, eyes squinting...!
And pulling back from view that... might or might not be caught by her, if she turns to follow the sound of his cackling, which, by the way, squeezes out practically fuckin' helium-high in a couple more bursts squashed in his chest as she poses that "threat"...! Namely, she might just catch the tip of a little pink snout pulling back into the little cranny he's hiding in.
He's actually... not trying that hard to repress it - subconscious light teasing of ooh, yup -- ! Looks like you are gonna have to do a little sniff-around!
Yes, ma'am, you may be currently welling up with happy tears on the first of your birthdays he's getting to share with you, but him not playing around with you a li'l when it's set up right there?
Perish the thought.]
I DIDNT NOTICE THE NOTIF FOR THIS ONE UNTIL LIKE 3 AND THEN BLAKE SAT AND RAMBLED AT ME UNTIL 4 AAAA
She follows that up by going ahead and getting on her hands and feet again, nose twitching - literally deciding to sniff him out.
Walking like a lanky caricature of a dog toward where she thinks she hears that noise, nose snuffling as hard and fast as it can to try and catch his sent -
Ears perking right up on hearing some shuffling in that little hidey hole of his...
... Which means there's a big ol nose turning that way and heading right for it.]
Luuuukieeee, you can't hide forever!
Ibuki's a doggy, remember?
I can just sniff you right out!!
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Making the simultaneous counterproductive measures of...
Casting his eyes wide over back her way!
...It's... been a teeny bit too long for his heart to jump, but...!
He just... giggles further and bubblier and louder, as he tries to escape...!
...By trying to scale the side of the minifridge! Like a moron! Because it's really slippery!
As he tries to hike himself up it, he pauses for a moment, knocks out an " -- nngh..."
Before wrinkling his whole face and tryin'a scale up it again in super-fast scrabbles, opening his eyes wide with stabs in his chest...!]
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Before just going ahead and napping him in her teeth, holding him softly around his stomach as she picks him up like one would expect a very large dog to do.
It's not until she's fully standing does she let him go again, either - dropping him right into her open palms and immediately starting to nose against his stomach.
Maybe licking his face once or twice.]
You can't run from Ibuki, you know that! She's got too good of a nose and can catch you way too quick for that!!
Nooowww -
What do you have to say for yourself, mister!?
[... It doesn't sound like he's anywhere remotely close to being in trouble.]
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He mock -- gasps at her a moment with another look at 'er heading over!
The giggling picking up in his face - a grin of gleeeeeeee, oh, no no no no you can't catch ME -- !
Scrabbling harder and quicker aaaand still totally ineffectually.
Another jump! in his chest that holds in the air just as well as he does when she lifts up up. He is flailing and kicking fast in her jaws with every fucking limb.
But -- he's laughing as he does it like she's tickling him.
One openly-play-RRRRGH... -- ! of a dense, sloughing growl once he goes ploppin' and rolling a bit on her hands, careful, boy, you don't wanna go rollin' off. And a... geeeeenuinely sorta-ticklish secondary hrrf -- as she begins that nosing. Hands up palms-her-way in the air like he kiiiiinda's threatening to push her off, but. He ain't.
His nose scrunches and his paws tuck right back in, for that matter, when she comes in for the licks
Giggling all tight-bound again...
...One upward-nod as his eyes saucer-round...!]
D --
[Sticky before it threads itself curving needle-thin.]
... -- H-how'dja like that for a SURPRIIIIIISE, is what I gotta say!
[Whaddya think he's gotta say for himself, lady?!
All his limbs spreading in a duo of arcs into an "X"-shape, little rat fingers and toes splaying. "TA-DAAAAAA!" Aaand there he goes writhing on his back again, neck-cricked.]
Happy BIRTHDAY!
[All of it rouuuund and ringing and squawkingly hearty.]
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And for a moment, she pulls back as he starts to talk; head tilted and a huge smile pulling up over all her sharp little teeth.
...
Only to immediately re-bury her face against his stomach with a myriad of happy whines and giggles, like an overexcited puppy that just learned it can speak.]
It's the best surprise ever! Ever! No one's ever written a song for Ibuki before -
She's written tons and tons and tons of songs for other people, sure, but no one's ever written one for Ibuki...!
[Is he ready for more licking?
He's getting more licking.]
You really gotta play it for me live! You've gotta!
Maybe not now, since Ibuki can tell Lukie's probably got plans for today, but someday!
At some point!
You gotta play it for me like, twenty times! No - forty!
In a row!!
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Nooooot unhappily, natch! Otherwise, he wouldn't be setting quite so easy into the look he gives her once he's done speaking.
And I mean "setting".
Have you ever had a rat give you smug-ass bedroom eyes as it lay on its back in your hands before?
Because now Ibuki has.
'Course, she tickles him right back into the writhing and spine-twisting and "HOO-HOOOO -- !"-giggling as the nuzzlin' that belly and all the licking pick back up -- ! He kinda -- tries to cough it out of his system. A noise like a fully-voiced throat-clear, and a rasp and an hrrr - h - h -- ...!
Squeezin' and stammering out while... trying to get that look back on his face!
It's... hard to look bedroom-eyes-y when your face is kinda twitching with, you know, the stimulation of tickling. And when you are squirming.
Paws to her snout again...!]
-- H-h -- how you...
[Another... weak kinda throat-clearing sound.]
...Hhhhoooow you know I ain't gonna have fifty more songs to play for ya...?
[Sloughs off into what... was intended to be a "huh". That, too, is difficult to manage when your body is feeling tickly! It's just a hhhhhh accompanying a bite into a smile, turn of his head to flash it to her sidelong...!
Stop killin' his attempts to be suave, Ibuki. :(
He doesn't need help with that!]
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But.
Something about what he says gets her eyes to widen and that smile to flatten back out.
And she pulls him away from her face so she can look him dead in the eye.]
... Are you tryin' to tell me you made me a whole ALBUM?
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As for that, though?
Oooooh, he knows that her pullin' back in a context like this can't be a bad thing! Either she's gonna need him to clarify and he's gonna do so and she's gonna love it or she's gonna just "wait, really?!" and he's still gonna clarify and she's gonna love it, either way his eyes are pinned on her face even before she does go and fix her look on him...!
She may also have some kind of preemptive response on her own end in that... from the moment he sees and processes her gawping at him, his grin starts narrowing and curving and carving downright Cheshire.
And she ain't even going to get a verbal answer to that!
But she's still going to get quite an answer!
At that grin's most thin-drawn and tightly-curved point, he fuckin' -- he doesn't just giggle.
He titters.
It's burbling increasingly upward into a last twisting high keen between locked 'n long rodent teeth, aaaaah, soundin' like you sure hit a home run, Lucas...!]
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And as he starts to laugh - titter, as it were - she... honestly can't help starting to giggle, too.
Going from giggles to a full-on laugh.
... Before just letting out something of a howl of excitement - though, considering she's a fox, it's...
More of a shriek.]
You! You...!
No one's ever, ever written a song for Ibuki before -
And you made her an album!
[Suddenly, with that, she draws him close again; this time bringing him in his little rat form right to her chest, hugging him tightly.
Even wiggling a bit like that, her tails already starting to whip around wildly in her excitement.
All before she pulls him back again to nuzzle against his stomach, letting out dumb, happy chirrups.]
That's the best thing anyone's ever given me...! Ever!
[And after a moment, she moves to kneel - mostly so she can put him down on his own two feet again, sitting on her knees with her tails hitting the floor in loud, repetitive fwumps.]
So -
Where is it?? Is it a cassette? A record??
Ibuki's got stuff that can play both!
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-- Up until WELP, HE SEIZES AS IF ELECTROCUTED - THANK YOU FOR STUMBLING HIS FLOW AGAIN, THERE, it's not like he isn't used to the kinds of sounds she makes, but goodness, that was... particularly intense and he's particularly up close -- ...!
He's still... a little disoriented when she tucks him up against her and squeezes 'im, but he processes it in a moment! Even if his -- resumption of grinning and his pulses and shivers of laughter at it is... still kind of punch-drunk! His paws scrabble against her in what's mostly... an attempt to join the fun of the... manhandling, sort of; he's a bit too tiny to hug her right now.
He does manage to get a couple eyes-shut rounding nuzzles in, though, with an ahhhaawwwwwwww...!
He's re-gathered himself by the time she pulls him back. A happy shut of his eyes as his grin restores, lookin' down himself at her where she nuzzles - bubbles up another laugh and dusty-breezes out an ahwwww, shuckssss...!
There's a swell of hot air growing in his head and chest, all... nice and warm from core through bone to the surface of his skin - he gave Ibuki the best gift for Ibuki ever...!
And -- ooh! He perks and sharpens back up a bit when she starts lowering him. He stands up straight and tall, body stretched and paws tucked up in front of his stomach and ooh --
His face pinches for a moment, hee-hee, ohh, no, where's the fun in just tellin' ya -- ?!
His head weaves a bit in the air...]
Mmmmmnnnn, you don't wanna get aaaall of your big day at ONCE, do ya?!
[His eyes widen! A lift over them! Well? Do ya?!]
We got one hell of a NIGHT ahead -- ! [Toothy - a further crane up and in to her! His tail also... flicks once in kinda-sorta semi-conscious pantomime-parroting.] Don't you wanna have a liii'l cake first?
[A flick of his nose outside.]
Go on and hit the town -- ?!
[You can't. Eat, Lucas.
But. ...Yeah, there was a deliberately not-blunt clue in there.]
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Only to start pouting when he says what he does, though by now he likely knows it's mostly for show.
Further evidence toward it? She's let her tails completely drop flat and limp onto the floor, ears drooping and everything.
All for show.]
N'awww...
I guess you're right...
Getting it all at once would make the rest of the day pretty empty, huh...
But if that's the case! Why would Ibuki want her cake first?
Aren't you supposed to have the fun day out, then the cake, then the presents?
Or has Ibuki been throwing herself parties in the wrong order all these years!?
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[Ohh, yeah, he definitely knows it's just for show. They both know each other's ways.
Hence that that awwwww was very much... one of those coo-creaks.
Her bluff is called aaaand he's openly, you know. Playing along. With emphasis on the playing element - a big jokin' awwwwwww, it won't be so bad...! You trust me to make it a good day, don't'cha?!
Eyes rounding as he tries to walk closer up to her! "Tries", because he is still on his back legs. This body was not particularly made tor this action.
He makes it over in time for him putting a paw on her shin to also serve as him catching himself out of a tripping and propping himself up not too conspicuously!
Too conspicuously.
He shakes his head in a toss.]
Nahhhh, I was just thinkin'!
Aiiiin't DINNER together supposed to be the just the thing for tunes for a special gal -- ?
[Ending in a sway to a lean-in, head just cocked, as the crowlike quality winds up collecting and keening into his voice. Ahh, yes, Lucas. A romantic dinner of birthday cake that'll probably upset your stomach if you partake, coupled with rookie vaguely-electropunk.
All this scene is missing is candlelight.]
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Though her free hand does come up to rub her chin with thought, clearly playing around as she lets out a "hmmmmmm" to match.]
I guess you've gotta point...
... But if that's the case, we gotta have dinner-dinner, first! Right?
You can't go right for cake!
You're supposed to go out, then you have dinner, then you have cake, and then presents!
So Ibuki's point still stands!
[Whatever point that is. Who knows.]
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He pops one open when the hmmmmm commences! Yup?
...And then a wide bloom back open! Nice and toothy, his free paw lifting, too, digits up and "palm" forward. Shaking his head in rapid flicks.]
Heyheyheyhey!
[His voice and inflection is at its top vivid singsong.]
If that's how you wanna DO it, theeeeen that's how we're GONNA do it! It's your PARTY, ain't it -- ?!
[A sharp cock of his head - an extra-cheeky lock to the bite-together of his grin. There's an actual click before he resumes. He paws a couple more rapid times in the air. Rhythmic-shakes of his head.]
But theeen I ain't gonna give everything away till it's time... -- !
Good things come to those who WAIT, and all!
[A punctuating flick-up of his nose on "wait" - meandering a tad aside to hold his look in a simple wide, pale settle on her from a slight angle.
Over a super, super-compressed kettle whistling an "EEEEEEEEEE" in his chest, underneath all the. Buoyancy.]
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We can do it presents, then cake, then dinner, then a night out on the town!
That'd end the day out in a sizzle instead of a KA-BLAM, right??
So...
It's definitely better to do it Ibuki's way! So we can end her birthday in a huge BA-BANG like you're supposed to!
[That...
Was all talked out and decided in like, two breaths, tops. All while continuing to scratch his neck and shoulders.
But it gets followed by her pulling her hand back and away, instead crossing her arms and looking at him with a big smile.]
So, where to first?
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...Yeah, try to playfully "call her out" for getting cheeky; you've got a fuckin' cute-little-animal face.
That said he -- snickers, nice and nasal. "Heh...!" Snout wrinkling and teeth showin' clear. Shuts his eyes with relish at the continued scrrritchin'!
...While, all the while, his paws tighten in her fur for balance. So he can waddle up a bit more and...!
...Put his little... rat-arms around her leg. Chin planted on it and snout aimed upward.
He meant it to be equivalent to, like, putting his hands on her waist and getting all close. Son, you can just... change back, you know. This really doesn't have quite the same effect.
That said, his eyes twitch back open again. Barely. A "S -- !" sticks in his throat, momentarily.]
... -- Start with gettin' ourselves each a cuppa -- how about that...
[Everything... coming out on heavy, ragged-edged swells and swelters of air before it presses itself thin and tapers itself sealed at the very end.
That said, though, weeeell...!
...What he means by that. You know that cafe you went to that had the bloody-looking tea on your first date-date, Ibuki?
Seemed about right to start a special day there...!
And judgin' by the way his eyes and grin are pinning up, he clearly thinks he's bein' so cute and clever by proposing they start by bringing it back around to "here - let's start by getting you some tea".]
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[Said as her brows scrunch up with some confusion, though that smile doesn't leave her face - head tilting and everything to sell the look of an amused but confused dog.
Which also is sold by the fact that she has a dog face.
But that quickly leaves as she seems to realize what he's getting at --!]
- Oh! Like -
"A cup of"... tea! Or coffee! You wanna go to a cafe!
[-- Only for it to fall back into a look of confusion.]
Wwwait. You can't have tea or coffee, what kinda "cuppa" would you have at a cafe...?
'Cause you sure aren't taking any from the baristas, I like those guys!
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Nose lifting into the air again once she does it! Body practically puffing under her claws! Thaaaat's right -- ...! Whaddya think? That sound like a good way to start the day -- ?!
...Eyes... widening when she makes that face again. Mouth taking on the shape of a triangle. What... did he say...
-- Ohh, pff --
Eyes fall again. Coughs out an oh, please kind of pffhhuhhuhhuh...
...Before he draws his grin back out. Punctuates this dusting-out with another boost-and-sink of his brow.]
... -- Think of it as takin' one for the team -- ...!
[...Getting himself a coffee, he means.
Fact of the matter is, actually, that he's getting a bit bolder. He's kind of been meaning to try this for a while! It's just been -- y'know, slipping his mind. You hit a point of developing an oversensitive vampire stomach and it's difficult to really recover a long-since lost investment in seeing what you can eat and drink.
The whole horumonyaki advent, however! It's gotten him into kind of a state of I wonder...!
My stomach just need some time to toughen itself back up?
And this is a good excuse to get experimentin' outta the way! C'mon, he's getting coffee. It's all liquid! If it makes him sick, he can, I dunno... pop into a bathroom while they're out or something and be good in... probably just about ten minutes!
It's probably not gonna be hard for Ibuki to guess that that's what's going on, either! Considering, one, Lucas isn't really the... "take one for the team" type of guy, for its own sake, especially considering furthermore him having a cup of coffee doesn't... actually benefit her in any way.]
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Him getting used to having coffee benefits her in a lot of ways! Like, for one, he's a vampire - surely that means the caffeine would hit his system faster than it would otherwise, right? More awake faster and sooner means more time to play!
Not only that, but if he can drink coffee (or tea!), that means taking him to cafes instead of going alone, like she's mostly been doing this whole time. She does take him to cafes if they offer something... vampire-esque that he can enjoy, but otherwise?
It's easier to just go on her own to try all the treats they've got.
That said, though, she starts to straighten herself back up - stopping half-way to stretch her knees with her palms against them, complete with a little "mmmmh!"-sound of exertion - and stands up tall, stretching her arms behind her head to match...
Before smiling down at him with her hands on her hips. All sorts of ready to go.]
Okie dokie, then -
If you're really going to "take one for the team", then I'm ready when you are, big cat!
... Or maybe "big rat"?
Maybe you should change back so Ibuki doesn't get stuck on that...
[... At least she's self-aware.]
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...And if she's actually considering them on her own end, good on her, because god knows he's not. 8)b Even now that he has gotten back to a lifestyle that involves some form of sleep cycle, the idea of actually being able to take caffeine again is just a... "hey, I used to like this thing! Let's experiment with trying to have it again!" frivolity.
He... grimaces a little bit, as she gets up? Kind of, considering his rat face? The area around his eyes tensing, teeth showing in a faintly warped shape. Whiskers twitching with one twitch likewise of his nose. Paws his way against her leg to go back from huggin' to propping himself up.
It rests out when she smiles.
...And twists hard right up into a grin...! He wheezes a few laughs through his teeth...! Pushes off further back onto all fours...!
Before with a woosh, there 'e is in front of her lookin' back down a her from a head above again.
His head lolls aside as his eyes widen. Grabs her paw, swings it between them a couple of times as he begins to turn. With a faint tug at her arm. His other one, as well, swings with pent-up charge.]
-- So whaddya think -- you wanna pick up a couple more TOYS while we're out, too?!
[Punctuated by a higher swing-up of his arm, palm up. "SHALL WE?"]
Play with aaall the li'l LIZARDS 'n all that again -- !
[Just filtering and whining tapered into his nose before snuffing.
...Also, oh. You. Meant those kinds of toys.]