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Who: Oz & Friends: The Musical
When: Post-event
Where: Out and about in the city
What: Various nerd bonding moments
Warning: None!

elsa;
[After all the chaos of Fortune-Telling Week From Hell settles down, it's time to make good on that promise for tea! Elsa seems like a neat person to know, after all, and even if their topic at the time had been a little heavy, that's just all the more reason to get to know her a little better. That sort of burden is hard to carry alone.

So after giving the directions and setting a time, Oz can be found sitting outside of the cafe in question. He's got something folded on his lap and seems to be alternating between people-watching and checking his phone, buzzing with the quiet excitement of meeting someone new.]

mabel;
[GUESS WHERE MABEL AND OZ ARE. That's right, on the best friend date ever. Ever. It's only just started and Oz is already having a great time, pressing his face against the CyBuddy displays and being stupidly excited in general over all these weirdass animals. Ciel has his big fat owl, so maybe said owl needs a companion...!

He stops in front of one display in particular though, where a very small dog with very large ears sits at attention, ready and waiting for the next customer to come test its functions. Instead of doing that, Oz just points with GREAT VIGOR and calls over to wherever Mabel happens to be moseying about, clearly excited.]

Mabel! Come look at this one! Look at its ears—!!

[This dog must be stopped.]

taka;
[It's nerd time in the library, time for all library nerds to go perusing at their collective leisure...! SO OF COURSE OZ IS HERE, looking around the shelves for anything that's been added since the last time he'd visited. Nothing really catches his eye yet; even with all of the books here, he's already read his way through most of the fiction section that had struck immediate interest and has yet to find anything actually useful in the non-fiction section, outside of how-to manuals for technological devices. He's almost at the end of the row by the time he spots it-

The familiar spines all lined up in a neat row. Finally. FINALLY.]

They have it—!!

[Oops, were you trying to read in a peaceful corner or actually get some work done?? IT IS PEACEFUL NO MORE, since Oz doesn't know how to use volume control when he's excited.]

yoon;
[Now that Oz has taken up trying to cook some things on his own, it also means that he has to learn to shop for groceries on his own... And normally, he isn't too bad at that! He actually has a fairly good idea of what makes a balanced meal and knows what he likes, so it doesn't take long to finish up and he doesn't spend time lingering in the aisles.

Today is unfortunately not one of those days. Living in the House of Eternal Sweet-tooth means that candy is never in short supply, but with all of the crazy goings-on lately, it's been a little hard to remember to restock the candy jar. Today, the grocery store happens to be having a buy 1 get 1 free sale, too, which means that all of the soup stocks and vegetables and fruits in Oz's cart are buried under a literal mountain of candy.

A mountain that goes sLIDING RIGHT OVER IN AN AVALANCHE when Oz takes a turn too quickly, burying the feet of anyone who happens to be nearby. SO, YOU, YOON. You are the chosen one.]

Oh— sorry about that! I guess I put a little too much in here. [An Understatement™. Oz will immediately move to start picking various bags of M&Ms and jolly ranchers up, though, because he's not a rudeass who makes other people clean up for him.]

ciel;
[IT'S 10AM, DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOUR OZES ARE?

In the kitchen, tiredly stirring around his oatmeal in an absent-minded way. Horror of horrors, there aren't even any sprinkles in it today.

Even though he tried his best to get some sleep the night before, he couldn't manage it. He's been wound with anxious energy for hours now, and it's exhausting, but there's no reprieve in sight just yet and even if there was, he probably wouldn't take it. He's got a lot of things to think about, some clothing to throw away, and apologies to make - later, after the general insanity dies down. But that leaves him in a limbo of sorts for the time being, and it's why he's staring somewhat absently out the window whenever Ciel moseys out of his sleep coma for the day.

His attention still snaps over regardless, and Ciel gets the same cheery:]

Morning!

sheba;
["I'll be meeting you for tea once all of this is straightened out." WELL THINGS ARE STRAIGHTENED OUT NOW!! And Oz, who needs to check up on everyone that he's watching out for anyway, will take any reason to make the standard "so did you survive" conversation pass a little more smoothly. Good lord, he's going to become one of the cafe's most valued customers in less than a week at this rate...

But that's why he's standing out in the apartment hall at around noon a few days after things settle back down again, knocking on Sheba's door.]

Sheba? It's Oz! Are you here?

[Maybe he should have tried calling first?! What a moron.]

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[ Ciel at least (unsurprisingly) perks up at the mention of sweets, but his expression becomes serious as he points across the table at Oz. ]

No. They're my treat today.

[ There's a tone there of "and that's that," though it's hard to tell where that's coming from, since Ciel doesn't often offer. It could be because he had wanted to get Oz to feel better, since he was clearly distracted himself, or it could be out of a kneejerk reaction to avoid what he feels is pity. It's really a little bit of both, but he also doesn't want to budge on this. ]

...They are good, though. [ ciel has not only heard, but has tried them ]

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[Ciel....... WELL OZ WON'T ARGUE AT LEAST, but that's largely because he's busy puffing up over that last statement.]

What? You already went without me?!

[HE'S OFFENDED.]

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[ Flatly: ] Yes? I'm on their mailing list, so they send me invitations to try their new products.

[ ciel has learned to use technology to further his fattydingdongs self ]

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[THIS IS SO RUDE. HE HAS NEVER FELT SUCH KEEN BETRAYAL IN HIS LIFE. SLAMMING HIS HANDS DOWN ON THE TABLE AND LEANING FORWARD!!]

You signed up for their mailing list and didn't even tell me they had one?! Ciel!! I thought we were in it together! Food betrayal is unforgivable—!

[Betrayed by his own roommate.]

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[ wow???? this is so rude and uncalled for?? It's easy to see Ciel's ire go from zero to roughly eighty-five in a snap, and he doesn't so much as move in response to Oz's dramatics. ]

I thought you were already on it. There's a flyer for it posted behind the counter, you imbecile.

[ how did oz miss this? we just don't know ]

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[Because he's a moron and has eyes only for the display cases, probably.]

Since when?! I've never seen it there! You're making that up, aren't you?

[A SUSPICIOUS LOOK. Trying to hoard all the cakes to himself, huh?? OZ SEES YOU.]

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How in the hell would I make it up if I know about the damned cakes?

[ Logic, Oz!! You're looking like more of a fattydingdongs than ciel does in this moment, and that's impressive. ]

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The same way that I knew about the cakes without being signed up!

[He really is looking like more of a fattydingdongs here...]

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[ Yeah, Ciel definitely gives Oz a Look for that comment with an incredulous look. ]

You're absolutely not allowed to tease me about sweets anymore.

[ that's the most roundabout way to call oz fat possible ]

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[HUFFING. How very dare.]

I'm not the one subscribed to their mailing list! [...] Besides, everyone loves the desserts from that place so much. How could I not know when they come out with new things?

[He's literally taking people out for dessert like once every two days...]

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You would have if you had known about it! Shut up!!

[ So, clearly, Oz has a point. But so does Ciel. They're both morons here, basically. ]

You didn't know because it only just came out, idiot!

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[THIS IS DEFINITELY INCURABLE IDIOCY AT ITS FINEST.]

Well, I don't have to now, either! [Apparently he's expecting Ciel to be the cake alarm?!] I can't believe you.

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Why are you acting like I did something wrong?!

[ Ciel huffs and puffs like the little loser he is... ]

You're just as capable of reading a sign as I am! You just didn't notice it!

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I would have told you if I saw the sign first.

[NOW HE'S JUST BEING A PETULANT BRAT who may also be mildly embarrassed over the fact that he missed something so apparently glaringly obvious... Life is hard.]

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I already told you, I thought you saw it!

[ He sits back in his chair, crossing his arms, since he sees that Oz is just a Moron, at least. ]

...Whatever. The point is, it's my treat, okay?

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[GET THAT MEGAGRUMPY FACE OUTTA HERE CIEL. Oz will continue to be insufferable though, crossing his arms over his chest with a small, indignant noise.]

Good! It should be after all of that!

[Like he's just been through some great trauma...]

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[ That gets Ciel to respond snappishly, which also gets him to admit more than he wanted to... ]

I'm trying to make you feel better, you complete idiot! Don't throw that in my face or I'll change my mind!

[ aggressive tsuning... ]

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[AGGRESSIVE TSUNNING... Oz will take this mild victory as compensation for all the grievous damage he's been through, though. In fact, his expression brightens almost immediately! What a shit...]

If that's the case, you should have said so from the start!

[Like he didn't already know.]

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[ Ciel stands up, slapping his hands against the table angrily, but this is better than punching Oz, which was the alternative. ]

No! Then you'd smile like that! Let's just go already!

[ It's 10AM and Oz hasn't eaten his oatmeal yet but Ciel does not care... ]

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[This table is seeing so much abuse today...

But Oz actually looks vaguely surprised by that, glancing between Ciel and his bowl (which will remain untouched, so that's a non-issue) and the clock on the kitchen wall.]

Wait, right now? This early?

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It's almost lunch time, isn't it? It's not that early.

[ Almost. By like, an hour, at the earliest...?? Listen don't bring logic into this fattydingdongs conversation. ]

Are you complaining about eating cake? [ you'll get kicked out of the fattydingdongs club... ]

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[HOW EARLY DOES CIEL EAT LUNCH.]

Who would complain about eating cake? [He says this like he legitimately doesn't understand if such a person could possibly exist...]

I'm just surprised you want to leave this early when we don't have school, that's all! [BUT PUSHING HIS CHAIR BACK. He grabs his bowl of oatmeal and steps off into the kitchen to put it in the fridge, because he doesn't want to waste food.]

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[ That... is true. Ciel steps away from the table, and he's still frowning, but he watches Oz make a Great Mistake without stopping him, since it's not like he knows any better about fridge oatmeal. ]

...Well, I'm awake regardless. Why not?

[ He totally grumbles that out, though, since Oz does have a point. ]

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[Not even Ciel's soundproofed walls will be able to block out Oz wailing about his grossass fridge oatmeal at 1am.]

Fine, fine! Just let me get a jacket.

[He can't use his usual one because it'S TORN AND HAS BLOOD ON IT.]

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[ that totally sounds like how oz should find out about the soundproofing to me ]

[ Ciel just sighs, though, and he heads to his room to get dressed quickly himself, since he was definitely still wearing his stupid nightgown during all of this like a dang moron. At least he can dress himself by now without looking like a tiny hobo, so that's definitely progress!

With the outfit on the right, though, he definitely still looks like a tiny pirate. He steps out of his room, adjusting his hat on his head, and Oz has probably been ready for like ten minutes already... ]

Very well, then. Let's be on our way.