[Re-Quest] Wedding Crasher (And Two Tricksters)

He was glad when she seemed pleased with the fact that he could use his wind to quickly dry her. Especially since she seemed so miserable while she was soaking wet.

Her phrasing left him smirking, but he did quickly dry her. The wind he manipulated coated her body like a shell before expanding out and taking the water with it, leaving her body and clothes dry once he was finished. "There we go." He said before moving to head into the tent with her.

It became pretty immediately clear that as much as he loved his sweet, she was a fiend for them. The slice of cake she took for herself made that perfectly clear. He chuckled giving her back a soft pat before going to tie the man up, and binding him to a chair with a gag, before he went to grab a plate of cake for himself too, along with a glass of fruit punch. "Yes, people always go the extra mile for a well-made wedding cake." He noted eagerly digging into his own slide with a soft sigh of delight. "I guess we both enjoy sweets. Though from your expression I think perhaps your appreciation for it is far greater than even my own." He noted with amusement.

"Do you have a favorite kind of sweet?" He asked figuring he would try to remember it if she did, as something to bring her in the future. She was certainly a special and unique sort of person. And he was confident they would be good friends, if not the best of friends. He made it a point to show how much he valued his friends.

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So candy and explosions were her two favorite things in the world. Or at least that was what it sounded like. A shame they didn't have fireworks then. Although... He supposed that if she had the correct skills she could BE the fireworks.

Still, it seemed she eventually settled on chocolate muffins as the supreme treat in her opinion. He certainly liked those too. But it wasn't quite his favorite. There were a few things he liked slightly more.

"Hm, for me... I don't think anything can quite beat a freshly baked, gooey, hot, melty, batch of chocolate chip cookies." He eventually decided. After thinking about it, nothing quite satisfied him or made his mouth water more than perfectly baked, fresh, chocolate chip cookies.

"But if I can't get that, then my next favorite sweet is probably chewy caramel." He mused while eating his cake, and hummed happily while tasting the soft fluffy mix on his plate. It was a really good cake. Soft, and moist, and the icing wasn't overwhelming.

Fang didn't dislike meat, he would gladly accept a steak or ribs. He did love honey BBQ sauce the most when it came to ribs though. Sweet was still the best to him even there. But that was a very messy meal.

"So where do you come from? What is your home like?" He decided to ask, interested in how she was born among other things. He didn't know if she was an alien, a magical being, or something else like the Kai.

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He blinked and looked quite a bit more shocked to hear that she had never had a chocolate chip cookie than when she slipped her top off to try washing it. "Never- That's a travesty!" He said sounding utterly mournful for the fact. "Even if you end up not liking chocolate chip cookies, I think they are something you certainly have to try. Especially if you happen to enjoy them prepared the same way I do!" He said before finally grinning. "Once we are done here at this wedding we NEED to go somewhere we can get you some fresh cookies. Or failing that buy the ingredients so I can make the cookies myself. As long as you know where an oven we can use is, I'd be more than happy to bake you some cookie perfection." He noted with great enthusiasm. This was VERY important to him. He was half tempted to ditch the wedding right now just to get started faster. But he didn't want to leave too soon when there was still more cake, food, and drinks to enjoy.

While she told him about her home and listed off a great number of animals he was more than happy to let her talk while he ate cake, giving an occasional attentive nod to show that he was listening. Some people might have become bored listening to her long list, but Fang just became increasingly amused by the growing number of animals she listed until she finally finished.

"Sounds like a brave llama indeed." He noted with a note, admiring the story of such a noble beast. And her attitude made much more sense too. He'd thought she was just some tomboy, and she might still be that to some degree, but the fact she was a carefree county girl made even more sense.

"I lived primarily in the green east as well, however, I've never really had a single place I could call home for long. My mother and I are cultivators, but we never joined a sect. So we were always wandering and looking for ways to grow stronger, never sticking in one place for very long before feeling the need to move on. Eventually, I became old enough and strong enough that she decided to send me out on my own. It's been a few years since I left her." But she was probably just meditating while he was away. At her level, she could spend an entire year or more in meditation. After all, she was immortal now, time had little meaning for his mother. And while she had not yet reached the peak of godhood, she had achieved her goal of immortality. Which still made her a very powerful individual in the world.

"And you mean hand signs? I know a few I guess, but they are mostly used to infuse objects with energy. Most techniques where I come from don't use such things. Formations are more common using several special devices and talismans. It's a rather complex system of study though." He chuckled, having studied very little about it, and mastered even less.

"My mother uses fire herself. She could level a mountain to molten slag if she wanted to, or create immense explosions." He noted. "I think you two would get along. Just tossing explosions into the sky or something." He mused.

"Anyway, I would love to see your Noudel Village sometime though. I'm interested in how you grew up, and what kinds of friends and fun you had there." He noted with a smile. He certainly would not mind spending more time with the strange but energetic pink woman. He doubted he would find anyone else quite like her, even meeting another majin was bound to be a different experience.

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