Nexus. Black Dog. A Meeting of the Dens

[dens_extra_pups]

Nika and Red Rum: *sitting on the floor and scowling at each other as their moms lounge in chairs at the table under the mountain in the corner of the Black Dog after finishing desserts*

Red Rum: *decides that he will ignore the purple girl and play with the ears of the clockwork zombie dog that Thrrpt gave him*

Nika: *POUT*

Denthe: Hey, knucklehead. Guess what happened. *checks under the table for monsters and then gives her last spoonful of lime Jello to her son*

Denpup: ... You do realize I'm lousy at guessing games, right? *raised brow as she finishes the last bite of her cream mitsumame*

Denthe: Only as lousy as me, you goober.

Denpup: *seriously* Don't make me guess.

Denthe: We had a time wrinkle. This is the first time we've been able to get through Ratchet's door for a couple years.

Denpup: ... *snerk* Slaggin' time wrinkles.

Denthe: And I have a house even nicer than yours. :D

Denpup: Yeah, right. My house is awesome. *nod*

Denthe: Mine's a boot. With a fur floor in the bedroom. *remembers how other people value some things* And red flowers on the trellis around the window.

Denpup: ... *snickerfit*

Denthe: What? The flowers make good beans.

Denpup: Are you and Heatwave planning on having a lot more kids? *brat grin*

Denthe: *hits her with a spoon*

Denpup: *laughing and trying to fend off the hit* That's what you get for living in a shoe!

Red Rum: *swats Nika's hands away from his dog*

Nika: *cuss*

Denthe: *puzzled scowl* Had to fight Heatwave to make him let me sleep on the floor.

Denpup: ...Why?

Denthe: Why what, you yahoo?

Denpup: Why was he trying to keep you from sleeping on the floor?

Denthe: He wanted to build this wooden platform thing. Said it was a bed. :p

Denpup: ... But. Fur. *gesticulating for emphasis*

Denthe: Exactly!

Red Rum: *slaps Nika's hand away again*

Nika: *calls the red bot baby something foul*

Red Rum: *one ups her in the name calling department*

Denthe: Wow. Someone's been listening to Deepdancer. *impressed look for son*

Denpup: *snickering* Oh, man. Maybe it's a good thing Nika hasn't met her yet.

Denthe: *snerks too* *then holds her hands about a foot and a half apart* The fur's that long.

Denpup: ... Heatwave is nuts for trying to stop you from sleeping on that.

Denthe: He learned that the hard way. Also screamed like a little girl when he ran into his zombie body.

Denpup: ...Dude, I would scream like a little girl if I ran into my zombie body.

Denthe: *very evil grin as she looks at her alternate*

Denpup: ... Don't you DARE.

Red Rum: *looks up and tells Aunty just how many of Mama's bodies are dead things now*

Denpup: ... Ewwww. I mean, I shouldn't be surprised, 'cause I'd do the same thing, but still. Ew.

Red Rum: Dem chase zombie daddies. Whomp! *slaps Nika's hands away again*

Nika: *says something extremely vile*

Denpup: ... *writes that down in her notebook*

Denthe: *corrects Nika's pronunciation*

Denpup: ... Learned it from Deepdancer?

Denthe: Always knew that one. *smug*

Denpup: ... Dang. I never learned that one back home.

Denthe: *so smug* It's a Deadlands oath.

Denpup: ... And that would be why I never learned it.

Denthe: *SMUG* *and then wincing and pulling her leg out from between two fist slinging bitties*

Red Rum: *will defend his dead doggy to the death!*

Nika: *will wallop you for hitting her! Even if she did start the fight*

Denpup: Did they get you on the knee?

Denthe: Yup. *rubs the lower funny bone, wincing and looking pitiful*

Denpup: *sympathy wince* Ouch

Nika: *frustrated SHRIEK is go!*

Red Rum: *him and his dead doggy are retreating behind Mama's chair*

Denpup: Owwww. *moving to grab her kid*

Denthe: *wincing and picking her son up, then trying not to drop him as he crawls under her tunic* Doesn't she have a pet?

Denpup: We've been looking, but we haven't found anything she likes.

Denthe: *pulls some junk out of her pocket and squints at it, then throws together a miniature copy of a human skeleton made from various mouse and such bones* How's that?

Nika: *STAAAAAARE* *REACH!*

Denthe: *frowns* But I can't animate it here. *looks around*

Denpup: Oh, right. Normal dead critters don't work here, 'cause of the AVF.

Denthe: Well, *bleep!* *frowns and thinks about what to do*

Denpup: I wonder if one of the toy wishes Nem sells would work?

Denthe: Toy wish? *pat pats the brat in her shirt as he decides since he's close to the source that he'll just eat now*

Denpup: *nod* Like what DB and I use to change our forms sometimes.

Denthe: Can you get one? *reaches for gold*

Denpup: Hang on. Lemme see if I have my jar with me.

Denthe: 0_0 How the *deleted* did you get such cold hands, kid?

Red Rum: *mouth full, can't reply*

Denpup: *snerk* *checks her bag*

Nika: *chortles and repeats something she heard Aunty Mirden say one time*

Denthe: *responds absently in the same language*

Denpup: Aha! *found her jar of wishes, will set it on the table*

Denthe: *lifts eyebrows at the little glowing lights* Looks like what was left of that one lightning monster after Deepdancer was through with it.

Denpup: ... I have no idea what kind'a monster you're talking about, but the lights're the wishes. They're made by any one of the Guardian Fae who live in the Nexus. And you can tell who made 'em by the color of the sparkles as they get used.

Denthe: *grabs jar and shakes!*

Denpup: *snerk* Careful. You might make 'em mess up.

Denthe: *pauses to examine the jar* How explosive would that be?

Denpup: Dunno.

Denthe: *wrinkles her nose and shoves the jar back across the table at her Name Sister*

Denpup: *snerk* *will reach into the jar after opening the lid* *soon cheerfully cussing as she chases a wish around and around inside the jar*

Denthe: *snort* Just grab another one.

Denpup: *'meh meh meh' at her alternate, manages to catch a wish and withdraw it from the jar*

Denthe: *reaches to poke it, but then pulls a face and jerks her hand back* Ewww.

Denpup: *blink blink* Huh?

Denthe: That's life. *rubbing her hand on her leg to try and get the crawly feeling out of her fingers*

Denpup: ... *blink, and then it dawns on her* Ooooh. Right. Necromancer. I forgot.

Denthe: :p :p

Nika: *THRRPT*

Red Rum: *growls without stopping his nomming*

Nika: *says something pert in Elvish*

Denpup: Nika! That was rude. *frown*

Denthe: *snorts* Like everything else she's said isn't? Are you going to use that thing?

Denpup: *blink* Oh. Right.

Denthe: Thrrrrpt. I told you not to eat that frozen *stuff*.

Denpup: Thrrpt. It tasted good. *holds the wish up* I wish for the pet that Denthe made for Nika to be a living skelly.

Denthe: Wow, that's purple. *watches the the dark violet sparkles with deeply ingrained fascination for the shiny*

Denpup: The wishes came from Aoife's mentor, Violet. *Look for Nika, which the little girl ignores* She was impressed with how creatively Nika insulted her one time.

Denthe: *snort* I'll believe that when I hear it.

Nika: *lets her hear it*

Denthe: ... *reaches for the notepad that her Name Sister was writing on, writes down the mega-snark so she can share it later at the tavern*

Denpup: *SO much facepalm*

tiny skelly: *itty bitty bones rattle*

Denthe: *grins at it, and then points to Nika* There's your master.

tiny skelly: *more rattling, will scoot over to Master, its tiny, glowy violet pinpricks of eyes focusing on the little girl*

Nika: Eeeeee!!!! *gleeful obscenities*

Denthe: *big grin, and then a bigger one as a massive rare steak is set in front of her* Did I tell you about how Heatwave pulled a Trailbreaker and froze to death trying to bring me home through a blizzard?

Denpup: ... No. *scoots her chair closer to listen and grabs one of her steak fajitas* ...Wait. Y'all get blizzards that bad?

Denthe: ...Yeah. We live in the mountains. Now stop *word* interrupting. *starts telling the story between bites of steak*

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