>>6024244I archive the threads right out the gate so they don't get misarchived, they do get downvoted tho.
Ok, home stretch!
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Peppa picks the blue candy, and inspects it. It looks tasty.
Her latent Saiyan instincts pipe up in a grandmotherly tone, “She shouldn’t eat it, she doesn’t know what went into it or who it’s from, and candy won’t fill her up! Which she wouldn’t even have to worry about if her damn shortie mother could make some damn supper for her kids!”
But her Tuffle reasoning rebuttals with a scientist’s logic, “Food is meant to be eaten, she doesn’t know where a lot of her food will be coming from going forward, but she also has little choice and has to risk it. And furthermore, her cousin ate some and she hasn’t died, so less risk.”
Of course, no such exchange occurs, for a good chunk of her Saiyan instincts had already noped out when the chromosomes aligned, and only really flare up again during a full moon or when she has lost someone or something she never thought she could lose… like her mother’s cooking!
So she pops the candy in her mouth, and bites down. Crunchy and tangy outside, gooey filling that’s sour!
And then, a spark runs along her spine, leaving shivers in its wake!
“Mmm~! [i:lit]What is that flavor?”[/i:lit]
Izzy reads the wrapper, [i:lit]“Electric Blue Lemon.”[/i:lit]
[i:lit]“Lemon, you’re making a comeback!”[/i:lit]
Peppa squirms on the cot, liking this new feeling. All her earlier queasiness is suppressed, and with those clouds put out of the way she is able to laser focus on past situations she wasn’t in the mood to deal with. Maybe she could say this one thing to Gohan, or bring up that thing to Videl, and with her cousin, she could ask her about- oh hi!
[i:lit]“Thanks a bunch! By the way, I’ve been meaning to ask…”[/i:lit] She asks the words she had left off a week ago, [i:lit]“Who's your tutor? Did they teach you to hurt yourself? Do they hurt you?”[/i:lit]
Izumi frowns.
[i:lit]“Izzy?”[/i:lit]
Izumi frowns some more, closes her eyes, bites her lip, and finally huffs. [i:lit]“Teacha was hired by my parents, a tutor of some renown who was willing to travel to Frypan.”[/i:lit]
Peppa quirks an eyebrow. [i:lit]“Okay, but who’s your, ‘teacha’? What’s their name?”[/i:lit]
Izzy rolls her eyes. [i:lit]“Their name is Teacha, and yes, they are also my teacher.”[/i:lit]
“Hmm… [i:lit]seems suspicious! A bit too coincidental if you ask me![/i:lit]
[i:lit]“Oh, we can go there? Okay.”[/i:lit] Izumi asks, before smirking wide at Peppa as a cat would at a canary, [i:lit]“What’s up with you favoring warm colors, [b:lit]Peppa?”[/b:lit][/i:lit]
Peppa crosses her arms in front of her, self-consciously. “Uhhh…”
In full Tease-inator mode, Izumi presses, [i:lit]“Always red, yellow, even some orange! And black too, of coarse. I gotta know, is it all on purpose, or is it fate?”[/i:lit]
Peppa blushes red, and blows up at her bangs. [i:lit]“I can’t help being named that.”[/i:lit]
