☾—-; Kisses? Any amount of money is totally worth it. “You want that one?” Wow, look at that price. At least the cute little thing was worth the price. Plus, she gets kisses!
●●●☁; Kisses, Luna? All you want is kisses? That’s it? “Bunny! Bunny bunny bun bun bunny!” Get a muzzle while you’re in that pet store – you’ll need it should the dream eater dare say that gosh forsaken word one more time.
☾—-; Oh look, now she’s smiling back. More like she’s the luckiest prince ever.”Yup, that’s a bunny.” Luna, she already said it first. Oh? She has her eye on other pets too? Don’t worry, she’ll buy any pet her little princess desires.
●●●☁; Luna, you could get her to kiss your ass big time for this. Just putting that out there. “Bunny!!” Cue a sudden turn of her head and a pointed finger – they should stop at Staples and buy an easy button while they’re at it. Hope you don’t mind an expensive white bunny, Luna.
☾—; “Okay, okay. We’ll go to the pet store right now.” She couldn’t call herself a prince if she didn’t listen to her little princess. Holding onto her hand, the prince took her princess into the pet store. Hey, if Carmie finds the right bunny, Luna’ll get for her.
●●●☁; Well would you look at that smile! She’s the luckiest little princess around, isn’t she? “Bunny!” And insert the chimes of an opening door with one of those annoying whatchamacallits they place at the doors of shops to let one know there’s a new customer. Be careful, Luna, she’s got her eyes on some cats and dogs and even a snake, too.
●●●☁; “Bunny! Bunny bunny bunny!” Carmie, grow the frick up. Sure, you can ask your little prince to get you a bunny, but you need to tone down the five year old chanting about 26 notches. “Luna, pet store! They have bunnies!”
She’s coming, she’s coming. She’d never miss an opportunity to eat cake. Especially if Carmie made the cake for her. Now looking at the cake, she’s feeling pretty emotional. Luna wraps the little one in a hug from behind, nuzzling her face into the soft white hair. She’s really grateful.
●●●☁; “Have some.” There’s a knife next to the plate, so she’ll cut up a small piece for her. “It might be overbaked – sorry.” Carmie was daydreaming about how cute your reaction would be when you saw the cake. At least she was accurate.
●●●☁;“Luna. Birthday cake.” Hurry up, birthday girl, the dream eater’s hungry and she spend a good three hours perfecting a cake made from scratch just for you. Strawberry shortcake with blue buttercream frosting and everything, including plenty of rainbow candles and icing spelling out ‘Happy Birthday Luna’. And everyone knows that no one makes butercream frosting home made.
But she doesn’t know that! Besides, birthdays are important. They shouldn’t be forgotten, ever. She pulls an ebony strand behind her ear as the door opens. Sapphire hues meet ruby optics. Oh look, she’s smiling.
❝Carmie! No, I’m fine— great actually! I had to give you something, is it okay if I come in?❞
A bigger smile. She’s pretty excited about the gift she got you Carmie.
●●●☁; Sometimes Carmie forgets aging is even a thing – it’s kinda something that takes a long time for a dream eater to do. Not to mention that after a certain amount of time they kinda stop aging altogether. Carmie’s almost at that point, too.
“ – Sure. My apartment’s a mess though. Sorry.” And she’ll allow the other to enter before closing the door, then making her way to the couch she previously sat in to get comfortable once more. “What’s up?”
How could she possibly forget! She didn’t remember her own girlfriend’s birthday! Her palm hit against her forehead in anger, a gift in her other hand. Luna jogged down the block her girlfriend lived on.
Come on Luna, a little faster! She finally approaches where Carmie lives. She rings the bell, knocks on the door, whatever it is to make her presence known. She wipes her forehead, and pushes back ebony locks. Luna quickly puts the gift behind her back, hopefully Carmie would like it.
●●●☁; Luna, she’s over a hundred years old, and doesn’t even celebrate her birthday, let alone recall whether it was really the date she claims it is. Calm down, it’s no big deal to her!
Opening her door, ruby colored eyes widened at the sight of her girlfriend worn out from whatever she could’ve been doing. “–Hi Luna. What happened?” A tilt of her head as their eyes met. “Are you okay?”
7. On your muse’s birthday, the card is signed with “lots of love” and the love is circled. Over and over and there’s a lot of heart-themed gifts.
●●●☁; “ — H-Happy birthday, Luna.” With a crimson tint painting pale cheeks, she’ll hand over a card with all sorts of doodled-on hearts, along with a box of Valentine’s chocolates. After all, it’s only two days after. Leaning forward, a little peck will be placed upon the other’s cheek. “I l — l-love you.” Still haven’t gotten over how shy she makes you, huh?
