Pastry Cookie sighed as she ran her hand up to the edge of her veil, tucking it back into place before nocking an arrow into her weapon. "There." She spoke easily to herself, walking through the town and looking around to make sure that nobody was having any issues. It only took a moment for her to realize that there was someone approaching her, looking up at the giant warrior Cookie walking up to her. "Oh. Hello, Velvet." She spoke with a loud growl, narrowing her eyes at him as he narrowed his eyes in return. He didn't speak, leading her to hold her crossbow up angrily. "Back off, cur." She snapped, leading him to grip the handle of his sword, growling angrily.
Latte hummed out a chipper tune to herself, chipperly walking down the street with a box containing a few basic, science-y items such as flasks and eyedroppers she had borrowed from her and Espresso's lab for use in a classroom project she had planned. She already had swung by Herb's shop that day and asked him if he could check on the class' coffee plants they were growing for another one of their experiments. He had said they were growing just fine, and that alone put her in a good mood, humming her tune a little happier as she took the quickest route to get back to her school. Latte didn't want to detour and risk breaking her precious materials, after all; broken glass was always such a pain to clean up.
It was clear enough that the warrior wanted a fight, so Pastry let the arrow fly from her crossbow as she hissed. "You'll not get anything from me, you coward!" She shouted angrily, hopping over the warrior's sword as quickly as she could. Both of their eyes glinted with a familiar anger as Velvet gripped the handle of his sword and swung at her again. She managed to block it with the harsh clang of metal, gritting her teeth. "Rrrrrr..." Her voice was strained, struggling to keep his jagged sword from cutting her.
Latte softly jumped at the sound of metal loudly clanking together, her first instinct being to make sure she hadn't dropped anything. Which, she hadn't considering what she was carrying was fragile glass. Letting confusion seep into her mind, she looked around to see if she could find the cause of that dreaded sound. Knight nor Madeleine weren't around, so they certainly couldn't be peacefully sparring. The sound didn't seem peaceful either; were her students fighting again? "Oh for the love of cream," Latte grumbled out, having decided that was, without a doubt in her mind, that it was indeed some of her students fighting. Safely setting down her box of classroom science goodies, the professor hurried over to find it wasn't two children fighting, but two fully-grown adult Cookies. "Stop it, the both of you!" Latte hollered in dissaprovial, decorative cappuccino foam bubbling around her as a silent threat, [i promise] even, that she wouldn't hesitate to break the two up physically if need be; for now, she opted for the more peaceful route.
Velvet's eyes flicked up to her as he stared at her, letting out a soft growl as another arrow struck his face. Another angry snarl left him as he glared at Pastry, but backed up and gripped onto his arm angrily. His eyes glimmered angrily as he looked away with a huff, Pastry fixing herself back up as she hummed quietly. "Thank you for coming to my rescue." She spoke quietly, humming to herself as she patted any dust off of her skirt.
"Oh, there's no need to thank me at all. I honestly thought Firecracker and Gumball were fighting again. Those two refuse to stop fighting even if they're close friends," Latte explained with a light laugh, letting the foam around her disappear with a snap of her fingers. "Safe to say, you two are no Firecracker or Gumball. Gosh, I'm glad I didn't end up shouting you two would have detention, that would've been embarrassing... I'm happy I could help, though!" She added on with a bright smile, taking a moment to fix the hat sat on her head.
"Ruffian..." She grumbled to herself as she glared at Velvet's retreating form, clearing her throat before looking at Latte with a softer but clearly curious look resting on her features. "Good day to you, miss." She spoke gently as she curtsied neatly, bowing her head a bit. "I hope the Spirit and the Witches smile upon you this day." She straightened up and fixed her crossbow to lay a bit flatter, making sure it was aimed properly before looking back to Latte.
Latte seemed to visibly hesitate for a moment, a cat catching her tongue as she thought something over. "You should- you should meet me at the coffee shop down the road after school hours, we can get a drink and maybe a meal together. I'd like to see you again," The professor impulsively stated, doing her best not to fidget with her hands. When was the last time she had asked someone out for a date? Or even to meet up? She couldn't remember, truthfully; it had been a long while, and it was past due time to break that cycle. "If- only if you're free and you'd like to, of course!! Oh dear, please ignore that if you aren't, I should have thought a little more before speaking..."
A slight raised eyebrow came at first, but she brushed herself off as she offered a slight smile. "Are...you sure?" She seemed slightly confused, but also intrigued. Her eyes glimmered softly as she rubbed the back of her head, seeming a bit confused for a moment before shrugging and smiling at her once again. "I suppose I'll meet you outside of that area, right?" She spoke gently, clasping her hands in front of her chest and smiling softly.
"Yes, yes, that's precisely it!" The coffee professor chirped out without a beat of hesitance, any of her earlier nerves vanishing at the positive answer she was given. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before offering up the other a genuinely bright smile, "I'll see you later then, if all goes to plan! I need to set up a few things for class, and I'm sure you've got your own things to do." Latte hummed out, picking up the box she had prior set on the ground. "I look forward to seeing you again, though! Have a nice day!"
Pastry wandered back to her little church, humming to herself as she knelt down and placed her hands together in a silent prayer. She remained there all day, humming to herself once she felt it was time. She stood up once again then, walking out of the area and looking around as she stretched softly. Her eyes glimmered with happiness as she walked up to the area right outside the school, watching quietly.
Latte, of course, was swift to return to her classroom and set things up for the lessons of the day, said day seeming to fly by with ease. Waving off her students once the final bell of the school day had chimed, the professor gathered a few things at her desk, leaving it neat and tidy before happily striding through the halls of the school. Leaving only when she lightheartedly was ensured the staff would take care of her precious building, Latte's expression broke out into another giddy smile seeing Pastry just outside the school area, quickly going up to her. "Sorry if I'm a tiny bit late, I didn't want to take my chances in a sea of students so I waited a bit." She gently joked with a giggly laugh.
Pastry giggled a bit as well, covering her mouth slightly before smiling at her lightly. "So, you wanted to have drinks and perhaps a meal together, yes?" She spoke gently, putting her arms behind her back with a calm hum. "Where did you plan on going?" She asked softly, rocking back and forth on her feet as her eyes glimmered with both amusement and excitement. She tilted her head after a moment, running a hand down to her crossbow just to nock an arrow. Just in case.
Latte hummed softly, having tried to consider her options beforehand during the day while she could, brushing a hand through her hair as she did so. "Well, I've got two options, depending on which you prefer. Sparkling's bar is always a lovely visit, he's such a good bartender. Though my brother and I [i do] have a cafe if you prefer something a little quieter without nearly as much alcohol." She stated, looking over to Pastry with a smaller, but softer smile. "Where would [i you] like to go? I insist it's my treat either way; I'd like for you to enjoy where we go."
She rolled her shoulder slightly before thinking about it, offering her hand out to her gently as she smiled. "Let's go to the bar you two own." She spoke calmly, letting Latte lead the way as she hummed to herself calmly. Her eyes glanced around the slightly obscured area, humming lightly as she smiled softly at the trees. It seemed like they'd been good at decorating, smiling to herself before rubbing at Latte's hand with her thumb.
The professor certainly didn't need to be told twice to lead the way, happily doing so without a heartbeat of pause once she pulled her hair silky white back behind her shoulders. "Ah, you're going to love it, I just know you will! I had to halfway beg to keep everything comfy and homey for the design, but that little embarrassment was well worth it!" She chirped out, happy to chat away about the place, always having been a talkative one. Latte pushed and held open the door once they arrived, allowing Pastry to enter before she did, "This is it! Any ideas about what you would like to start? Or would you like a minute?"
Pastry glanced around curiously, trotting inside before settling herself onto a chair comfortably. She raised her chin self-importantly while fixing her skirt, thinking about it for a moment before folding her hands in her lap comfortably. "Do you have any sort of scone or tea biscuit?" She asked calmly, watching her with a softly tilted head.
"Oooof course we do! Lemme go get that for you!~" Latte answered with a light purr, hopping over the counter to slide into the back room, blinking at the sight of her brother back there. "Resso, what're you doing?" She asked, shifting to grab a plate as she eyed the other coffee-magic-user in concern. "Hiding. From Maddy." Espresso answered dully, sipping at a cup of black coffee, earning another glance from Latte. "Uh-huh, that's great and all, it [i really is], but I've got someone here so could you... I don't know, maybe leave for now?" She asked, getting nothing more than a sigh from the mage as she filled the plate with a few varieties of scones. "Aaaand grab the orange juice for me while you're at it?" Once again, she got a sigh in response, Espresso finishing his cup of coffee before doing as he was asked, forking over the orange juice once he grabbed it, leaving shortly after without so much as another word spoken. Latte shrugged it off quickly, sliding back over the counter with the plate of scones and a mimosa for herself in hand. "Here you go, my dear! Do enjoy!"
Pastry took it gently, looking down at the plate with a soft hum before starting to eat as she hummed to herself gently. It seemed like she was enjoying herself already, looking up at Latte with a soft smile as she shifted and put one leg over the other. "How was class?" She asked gently, obviously not speaking through a mouthful of scone since that would be disrespectful. She merely set her plate beside her and folded her hands in her lap once again as she looked at her with a soft hum.
"Oh, it was just lovely! Miss Blackberry was our guest for class; she demonstrated safe dark magic for us and helped with a little experiment! They were so excited, it was adorable watching!" Latte answered happily with a matching pleasant sigh before taking a sip from her glass. The professor looked back to her with a smile afterwards, "And how about you? How has this wonderful day been treating you thus far?"
"St. Pastry has hopefully listened to my prayer, I spent all day praying to them." She clasped her hands in front of her chest as she smiled softly, closing her eyes a bit before humming lightly as she reached down and began to bring a scone up to her mouth with a hum. "I'm quite honored to have this with you." She spoke honestly, watching her with a soft smile. "You have quite the reputation, you and your brother."
"Aww, you've been paying attention to two coffee-magic Cookies? How sweet! You've got a reputation yourself, I've heard a few things here and there," Latte hummed out, crossing one leg over the other as she rested her hands neatly on the table after she had set her drink down. "Like how dedicated and hard-working you are, for example! It's a very admirable trait! If I'm being honest here, I've wanted to simply just talk to you for the [i longest] of times it feels like."
A slight flush ran across her cheeks before she cleared her throat and looked away, managing to finish the bite of scone she had in her mouth before speaking once again. "You're quite the flatterer, aren't you?" She managed to say with her usual level tone, trying to hide how she fidgeted with her own fingers in slight nervousness. If Reverend Mother found her here, she would be upset...her look darkened slightly as she folded her fingers tightly, kind of drawing in on herself without realizing. She didn't even notice how she shifted to almost seem to curl into a ball at the idea.
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