Bun's Best Friend | Gift Egg

Cazper yawned as he walked into the kitchen, having just put on his clothes and set his hair to rights. Typically by this hour, Alimir and Jarlath would usually either be out on the town or locked up in their rooms, but they always left some breakfast on the table for Caz. However, instead of an empty kitchen with a meal placed upon the table, Caz was met with peircing purple eyes that seemed to stare right through him. Cazper gulped audibly, but at least he caught sight of a plate of pancakes on the table, so Alimir couldn't be too mad at him. "Oh, morning Alimir- do you... need something?" He asked, a bit nervous at the fact that the other was still here, and silently glaring at him no less. It had been a few days since the fishbowl drink incident, but maybe Alimir thought he hadn't been called an idiot for that enough already...

"Yes I need something, come here." Alimir stated, standing up and moving to stand by the table, still staring at Cazper. The other bun obeyed, walking towards him and lifting his sunglasses onto his hair. "You're not gonna poke at my chest while telling me not to let Hops make me custom drinks again, are you?" He was already tensed up for it, but let his shoulders slump as soon as Alimir shook his head. "What, no!? Just shut up and hold out your hands." Cazper blinked. "Uh, okay, I guess?" His hands were cupped together, not exactly knowing what to expect. Nobody else was around, so this couldn't be some prank, and there wasn't any food around besides the lone plate of pancakes on the table.

Alimir pulled out a small creature from behind his back, the pink striped shell being the first thing to stand out to Cazper. "Oh my viceness-" He started to smile, Alimir barking at him slightly. "Don't go fucking crazy, you'll freak them out if you shake them too much." He placed the egg-shaped imp in his hands, Cazper's hands softly moving to be more secure around the little critter. "It's so cute... what... is this?" He asked, looking over to Alimir- the greed succubun blushing slightly. "It's not a gift, let's get that clear. It's a precaution. You won't be able to get your ass into trouble if you have something better to do, so..." He flailed around slightly to try and get the words out without them sounding sappy. "Me and Jarlath's pets had a brother that neither of us were really taking care of, just having live around the house and... I guess he's yours now. So that you can focus on training an imp and taking care of 'em instead of finding new problems to walk into." Cazper processed the words, letting out a little giggle. "Oh, Alimir! You do care!" Alimir growled. "I do not! I don't care, I just don't want your blood on my hands if you get hospitalized on one of your 'adventures'." Despite the argument, Caz was smiling at him, causing the gemstoned succubun to huff and stomp on the ground, starting to head for the stairway. "Ugh, I'm going to my room, why don't you go to the Imporium later or something?"

Breakfast was soon entirely forgotten as Cazper sunk down to the floor with his new imp, staring at the little creature and feeling an uncontrollable sense of joy just looking at him. "You're so cute, little guy... did Alimir and Jarlath give you a name?" The egghel shook it's head. "Ah, damn, that makes things complicated... I'm sure I can figure something out. Uhhh, I could probably name you, but I'm not exactly good at that." He paused, face scrunching up in though- and the egghel mimicing the scrunching with their own limited facial features. "Oh! I know! I can start saying names that appear off the top of my head, and you can nod or shake your head depending on if you like it or not! That sound good?" The Egghel nodded, his little tail wiggling behind him. "Alright! Now let me think..." He gently placed the egghel on the ground in front of him, hands then going to his own legs to tap at them as he thought.

"How about Charlie?" He started, and the egghel- not feeling strongly either way about it- gave a light tilt of the head. "Unsure, okay- how about Finn?" A tilt of the head, but to the other side. "Alright, another unsure. Faust?" The first head shake. "No, understood. Seth?" Another shake of the head. "Sure, not a fan of Seth either... Sweetie?" That shake of the head was almost enough to knock off the top part of the egghel's shell. "Jeez! Yeah, I don't know why I said that one either, too basic." He hummed, trying to find another name- Finn and Charlie were fine, but he knew he could think of something. He closed his eyes to try and imagine a word in his head, a masculine name that didn't sound too edgy, but maybe not something too cutesy either. "Alphonse might be nice..." He mumbled to himself, and the egghel made a happy noise, nodding rapidly. Caz beamed. "Oh, you like Alphonse? Awesome! You're my little Alphonse then!" Another happy noise, followed by the egghel jumping up into Caz's lap. The envy bun gently pat the imp's head, maybe being too gentle, but he wouldn't know. Caz was still worried about hurting the imp, treating him like he was as fragile as a real egg...maybe he could learn a bit more if he went to The Imporium! Alimir had wanted him to do that anyways, so it only seemed right for him to take his roommate's advice. At least, he planned to... until he made a realization.

"Shit, what way is the Imporium?" He asked aloud, as if he would somehow gain the knowledge just by asking the air- and Alphonse too, he supposed. Alphonse looked up at him, jumping out of his hands and starting to spin on the ground. "Uh, Alphonse?" Cazper started to ask, interrupted by a small squeak while the egghel continued to spin, going in circles, but also making small lines across the floor- not visible ones, of course, but there was certainly some direction to it. Cazper, upon close inspection of the movements, somehow made out what the imp was trying to say. "So, when we leave the house, we go east for five blocks, then go north for twelve blocks, and west for two blocks?" Alphose nodded, squeaking happily, overjoyed that someone could understand his directions. "Thanks for the assist, buddy! Let's go meet that Imporium guy! What was his name, Hutch? That sounds right." Another nod. "Aha! I knew it, either way, let's go say hi and see if we can't get us both in some sort of imp training program!"

Cazper grabbed a small hemp tote typically meant as a shopping bag, finding it a quick solution of how to carry Alphonse without holding him like a fragile egg the entire time. After placing him in the bag, Cazper pet the imp's head once more, making his smile even more bright as he stepped out the door.

Alimir had been watching the whole time from up the staircase, how could he not? That entire exchange between Alphose and Caz was one of the cutest fucking things Alimir had ever seen. Not only that, but somehow that idiot managed to decipher directions from the egghel, something that Alimir fully gave up on at some point. He almost felt a smile appear on his face... almost, until he noticed something that Cazper forgot about and groaned out loud.

"That idiot forgot to eat his damn pancakes... I worked hard on those."