MHA #3; Friday Morning [11/16].

[died8yearsago]

When Rosa woke up that morning in a nice big bed in a room she didn't really know, she was....a little confused, but not a whole lot, really, someone else was there, too, so it must have just been a whole sleepover situation. Which she didn't usually get invited to, not anymore, not after the whole Maria Valles birthday cake incident, anyway, which was...not to be discussed.

But it didn't matter, not really. She was thirsty and would go poke around to find something to drink. So she sat up, make a particular point out of stretching and yawning, before throwing her blankets off in a way that buried the other person still sleeping, and went out to look around.

And stopped dead in her tracks in the living room.

"Ohmygod," she stared. "They...have...a PUPPY!!!"

Run, Arlo 2! Run!!

[[ mostly for that other person there, but definitely open for anyone else who might like to swing by!]]

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[died8yearsago]

"This is!" Rosa announced, pulling out the box...which got caught on a few other things in the fridge, clattering bottles, knocking them over on the rack, and it was much too late to stop it from snagging on a carton of Chinese take-out, which then hit the floor with a splat, spilling its contents out.

"Whoops."

...but, hey, it was okay! Emily was already cleaning it up for them!

"Good girl," she said, balancing the pizza box a little better now as she nudged the fridge door closed with her foot.

[1000yearstoolate]

Curious, Seivarden reached out for the box. "You do need to put on gloves."

Her mother would be very cross if Seivarden didn't.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa made a face as she handed the box over. "I don't have to do anything I don't want to," she countered, sounding incredibly immovable on that point, but this wasn't her place, and she didn't want to get kicked out just as they were going to have pizza breakfast.

So she sucked in a deep breath to squash her pride down for a moment before saying, "And I don't have gloves anyway."

[1000yearstoolate]

"There must be gloves somewhere," Seivarden decided. "Let's have a look."

She wandered out into the hallway carrying the pizza box, heading for the bedroom. Where were the clothes stored?

"Look though all the drawers you see," she told Rosa.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa was really regretting giving Seivarden the pizza box. As long as she had it, she couldn't just sneak a slice or something and actually had to go through with being bossed around until she found a suitable pair of gloves, apparently. So she'd just have to go along with it, but it wasn't so bad. It was kind of like doing a recon mission or something, like in the movies. Like they were searching the place for contraband like cops did.

She nodded. "Got it." And began her search, pulling out the top drawer of the dresser in the bedroom, but that drawer was no good. It was all bras and underwear, and she wasn't going to go searching through that, gross! The next drawer was better, shirts and stuff, but hard to search through, so she just pulled things out and tossed them aside to look better.

"Are you guys ninjas or something?" she asked. "Why are all your clothes black?"

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden gave an approving nod, headed into the dining room and put the box on to the table.

"Not all our clothes are back. What's ninjas?"

[died8yearsago]

"All of these clothes are black," Rosa insisted, finding nothing like what she was looking for in that one, so she slammed the drawer and moved onto the next one. "And ninjas are people who sneak around and sneak into places, sometimes they steal things, but mostly they just assassinate people, and I might be a ninja when I grow up."

It was one of many, many, many career options that were in serious consideration.

There were no gloves in that drawer, either, so, slamming it again, Rosa was starting to get a little frustrated, but she had an idea, a thought to check something out in the living room, so she decided to go do that. "There's no gloves in there, I don't think," she reported before going to root through a closet near the door of the apartment, because if there were coats and stuff in there, maybe there'd be gloves, too.

[1000yearstoolate]

"So, Special Ops. I might be Special Ops when I grow up. Or captain of a Sword, 'cause they are the coolest ships. Much cooler than Mercies and Justices. What kind of spaceships do you like?"

If she said sailing pods Seivarden would tell her those weren't really ships.

"Why do they keep the gloves?" she continued, forgetting that she was supposed to live here.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa...didn't know spaceships as well as Seivarden did, apparently, but it's not like she was going to let Seivarden know that. She shrugged. "Swords are definitely the coolest," she agreed. If they were called Swords, how could they not be? "But I like anything that blows anything else up."

Shifting through the closet, too, had proven to be a good idea. "Ah-ha!" Rosa declared, turning around and brandishing a pair of leather gloves proudly, before quickly shoving her hands into them. "Found 'em! Yes! It's pizza time!"

[1000yearstoolate]

"You did!" Seivarden grinned. "Now we can eat this."

She opened the box, then frowned a little.

[died8yearsago]

"What, what??" asked Rosa, rushing over to look inside the box, too, curious and worried because there should never be a situation where someone opened up a pizza box and frowned. "What's wrong?"

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden had never seen a pizza before, much less tasted it, so the contents of the box didn't look that appetising.

"What is this?"

[died8yearsago]

"I told you," said Rosa, grinning as she peered into the box to see that there was nothing wrong with it or anything. She was almost worried there might have been pineapple or something on it, but it looked like meat lover's, nice. And Seivarden could hesitate on it all she wanted, but Rosa had been dying for this pizza and now that she had gloves, nothing could stop her. She reached in to grab a slice and took a bite, chewing maybe all of twice before adding. "It's pizza. You can microwave it if you like it better warm, but it's pretty good cold, too."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden was hungry, and even if she was a little suspicious of the pizza, she was going to try it, now that Rosa was wearing gloves. She took a small bite, chewed, swallowed and looked pleased.

"This is good!"