Lie Ren (bringstheflour) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-03-01 21:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, lie ren, nora valkyrie |
Who: Ren and Nora
When: March 1
Where: Their place
What: Ren wakes up sticky
Rating: Low/None
Status: Complete!
What had started with Nora trying to throw grapes into Yang’s mouth had eventually led to Nora accidentally throwing a pie into Weiss’s face. Perhaps Team RWBY and Team JNPR had gotten a little carried away in the food fight - perhaps food battle would be a better descriptor - that ensued, but he had to admit that it had been fun. Even if Team JNPR had eventually been defeated, rather epically, by Ruby making something of a food tornado.
When Ren awoke that morning, he had some difficulty opening his eyes. When put like that, it wasn’t much of a change from every other morning. Waking up was his least favourite time of the day, and he had difficulty with it even when Nora was the one wake him up. But this time, it was different. He was having trouble opening his eyes because they seemed to be stuck together. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and then sat up from the tatami mat that he slept on. Then, he looked down, more than a little surprised by the fact that he was covered, head to toe, in food. Chunks of turkey stuck to his hair, and pieces of watermelon and bread had attached themselves to the rest of him, all of them held in place by a sticky layer of pop.
Ren gave a frustrated sigh, and then stood up. Hopefully he’d be able to get all of this out of his bedding, but that would all have to wait until he had managed to shower.
Nora was out cold. Well, was, until she heard the sounds of Ren stirring. Somehow she was in fine tune with the way he worked, so when he woke and rose, her dreams faded. She became aware of the morning, of the cold air in their apartment, of some random smells.
“..Ren?” She asked, not opening her eyes. Her futon was nearest the bathroom door, so when he started walking by, she could smell turkey and watermelon. Her nose crinkled up, and she finally blinked her eyes open to look at him.
Then she sprung up from under her covers, wide-eyed and instantly awake. “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! Ren!! What the heck?”
Ren stopped on his walk to the shower and turned toward Nora. He abducted his arms halfway up, in an almost helpless gesture of this is what happened. “I had a dream,” he said by way of explanation.
"...a dream." It took Nora a moment to realize that he meant a Dream--capital D--and not a dream--lowercase d. After that moment, she brightened considerably, filling up as if a balloon inflating. Her eyes went wide, sparkling. "You had a Dream?? Was I there??"
“Yes,” Ren said. He had yet to have a dream without Nora. In fact, he would be surprised if he ever did. “You threw a pie in Weiss’s face, so I suppose this is your fault.” He softened his words with one of the small smiles that was so common when Nora was around, but rare when she wasn't. As inconvenient as it was now, that food fight had been quite a bit of fun.
It only took a second for that to sink in. “HA!” Nora said, tipping her head back and letting out a gentle laugh. “That sounds like me! It sounds like Weiss, too!” She popped up from her bed on the futon and lifted a hand to touch at the food crusted in his hair. “....Jeez, man. This is pretty amazing.”
Ren let Nora touch his hair. His hair was encrusted in dream food. It was going to take forever to get all the sugar and turkey out of it. “That’s a word for it,” he said, only a touch sarcastic. “Have you dreamed this yet?”
Nora couldn’t help but laugh. She brought her hand back, fingers covered in crusty food. It was kinda gross and absolutely amazing. She nodded. “Yes!! It was quite the shower after that food fight. I wonder if the showers at Beacon have garbage disposals.”
Ren smiled, hiding it behind a fist. “Do you think Beacon has enough food fights to warrant garbage disposal showers?”
“God, I hope so!” Nora responded, a knee-jerk reaction. Because wouldn’t that be amazing? So many food fights, so little time. “I’m hoping we have more! I loved it. Did you see me with those watermelon hammers? I was like… POW POW!” She punched her fists in the air, grinning brightly.
“I did. You were very smashing,” Ren deadpanned. Though the way they had all managed to turn food into weapons had been something else. Ren had even faced off against Yang and her turkey boxing gloves with a pair of leek daggers of his own. It was hard to think back fondly on the food fight though when he was uncomfortably sticky. “I really need to shower.”
“Har Har.” Oh, Ren and his sense of humor. Nora loved it. “Okay.” Nora lowered her hands again, and flopped back down onto her futon. “Have a good shower! I’m gonna… I’m gonna get a little more shut-eye.” Because one of the great things about Nora was how easily she could fall back to sleep.
Ren nodded. He wished he could go back to sleep, but he knew there was no way he’d be able to with this sticky mess covering him. Sighing again, he made his way to the bathroom.