our hearts stay warm cause they are filled with hope

[primafacie]

[Okay, well. That happened! It's probably like 2pm right now, because this all happened at like 4am! So anyway, Sugarplum has set out the rest of her cake from Tuesday out in the lobby. It's just the bottom layer, and the fondant's seen better days but! It's cake!

This isn't exactly a party, per se, but there's also juice and water set out. And it's the salon, so there's alcohol if you're into that. Also there's pancakes! Listen, Sugarplum only knows how to make a limited amount of non-baked good food and the list pretty much starts and ends with pancakes.

Everyone got an invitation, since presumably they would want to wash . . . up.]

Everyone is welcome to join me in the salon for a meal.

♥ 𝓢𝓾𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓹𝓵𝓾𝓶
[The meal is pancakes and cake. Look, Sugarplum's only got the vaguest idea of what humans eat, okay? That seemed sufficient for her.]

Comments

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Because there's a guy just like that back home that hangs on Rapunzel.

[It's Cassandra's turn to laugh, almost snorting a piece of pancake up her nose.]

He's a great guy, don't get me wrong, but he used to have a ego the size of the castle we lived in.

[bornforit]

Oh.

[Leia laughs, feeling...a mite better about having owned up to it, now.]

'Used to'? Is his ego reformed?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Nah, it's still as big as the castle. He's just putting it to good use now.

[Protecting it, rather than stealing from it.]

[bornforit]

Hm. Well, maybe that means there's hope for my—for the guy I know.

[She'd been about to say My rogue but that's...nope. Nope!]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Haha nope.]

You never know. Maybe he's a good guy, or maybe he's a separatist.

[Y'know, because those exist in disney worlds too.]

I'd keep an eye on him, if I were you.

[bornforit]

Oh, I don't mean to say that I don't...trust him, per se.

[She shrugs, chewing at her lip briefly.]

It's just that...on a personal level, he's completely infuriating.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[There's a slight rumble from the table, Cass's fists resting against her side, her plate slightly jostled.]

Tell me about it.

[bornforit]

He's so smug, about everything! And no matter how you react to him, he always acts like he's won.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Uh huh. And I bet he's so full of himself that he doesn't listen to anyone else's advice.

[bornforit]

That's truly uncanny.

[Leia's elbows prop up on the table, her chin falling into her hands.]

...His name is Han. He's a smuggler. He helped us on a vital mission, recently.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Wow, sounds like a Han-full.

[...]

That was awful. I shouldn't have said that.

[bornforit]

[It's not funny but it is, and Leia snorts, turning to the other woman with a raised eyebrow.]

It's okay. You know, you're kind of a pain in the Cass.

[j o k e!!!]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Cassandra's eyebrows nearly make a break for it beneath the curls that hand down her face.]

Oho, you got me. I can't beat that.

[bornforit]

That's okay. You're still alright in my book.

[She pauses. Smirks.]

I'll Leia off the puns now.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Glad to hear it. I don't have to cass you to stop, then.

[bornforit]

[Leia snorts, but she also laughs, for maybe the first time since they woke up here.]

That's terrible, please stop.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Well good, because you've also got her laughing now, Leia. Congratulations. You've earned the elusive Cassandra Laugh.]

Okay, okay! No more. I promise.