"Gai… For the love of all that is good, would you hold still?"
"NO! DON’T WANNA!"
The Harpy visibly flinched to the robot’s whining. It had been a headache enough getting him out of his charge pod, but getting him to actually step onto the Dernier*Cri Airship was becoming an illness in itself. The heavy duty robot absolutely refused to step off the natural land and onto the stone walkway.
"Brennivin is probably wondering why we’re so late now," Bellecoso complained, trying to give Gai a push onto the Airship’s grounds. "I know you don’t like magic, but this is the only way we can get a costume for you! With all the back orders all over the place, no one has the time to make something for you from scratch."
"Don’t wanna!" He complained again, crossing his arms and giving a pout.
"Of all times for you to act your age," she grumbled, giving up on the pushing. It was time to play dirty. "Fine then. If you don’t want a costume, then no candy for you this year," she began. She walked passed him with a very light shrug, not even looking at him to know he had a horrified look on his face. "And no, you don’t get to just pilfer the trick or treat bowl this year either. You need to ‘earn’ it like everyone else."
"That’s mean," he whined. His voice sounded like it was breaking just to emulate the sound. "…fine. I’ll go. Just…I don’t want to see any magic stuff happening!"
"I’m not sure that’s a compromise I can make, Gai," she answered. She and Gai finally stepped upon the grounds and approached the main door. The robot was shaking all over, enough to emit a sound of clacking from his joints. "I’ll ask him to tone it down, but there’s no telling how much he will require magic use…or if he’ll forget. Just behave yourself. That’s all I ask."
"I AM behaved!" Gai objected. "I can’t analyze magic! It hurts! I’m being perfectly fair and reasonable!" Again he crossed his arms, pouting at her. So much for behaving.
"I suppose I asked for this somewhere down the line." She turned to the door and gave a soft knock. "Let the headache begin."
The door slammed open inwards after Bellecoso finished knocking. A bright-eyed, ostentatious shopkeeper’s excited face greeted them, his arm dramatically thrown to his side due to his opening the door so suddenly.
He threw his already raised appendage up into the air, and with a flick of his head, he bellowed, “Velkominn, Sakna Bellecoso and Gai friend!” He brought his arm back down with vigor, pointing at the two in the grand doorway of Dernier Cri. He took a glance at his watch, which was on the wrist of his other hand. “Are tad late, ja? Tsk tsk,” he said, now wagging his finger at the two.
Brennivin turned on his heel. “Come, come, this way, Sakna with companion!” he sang-sung as he walked with a confident air about him through his somewhat over the top shop.
Assuming the two had stuck close behind him, he inquired, “Here for Barn Gai, costume holiday, ja?” He tilted his head to the left a little, and rubbed it against his sleeved shoulder. “The Sakna Bellecoso, have already costume?” His eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed as he turned his head completely to look at her, in sort of a scrutinizing fashion just in case the answer had been displeasing to him.
"Oh…I really couldn’t think of anything before we got here," she admitted, shooting a warm grin his way. "I’m mainly here to get Gai set up. This is supposed to be his first—" she looked over to the robot in question. Somewhere between Brennivin’s greeting and the two getting inside, he had reached around, grabbed the back of his coat, and flipped it over his head to cover his eyes.
Bellecoso felt her cheeks burn up from her blushing. Already the robot was embarrassing her.
"Um…forgive me, Brennivin," she began as she turned towards him. Her warm grin turned lopsided and sheepish as she gestured to the scared robot. "Gai’s analysis system doesn’t do well in the presence of magic. It’s…kinda the reason we’re so late. He didn’t want to come here."
"Magic bad!" Gai whined. Bellecoso flinched again.
"Gai, stop it!" she pleaded. "You’re insulting Brennivin and embarrassing me!"
Brennivin nodded his approval and kept leading the two guests to his work area. At the sound of Bellecoso cutting off her sentence, he stopped, confused. He turned around just in time to see Gai covering his face with his coattail. Brennivin stifled a giggle and waved his hand in the air. The clinking and whirring of various tools and machines simmered down, and a few voices of confusion could be heard from the back room.
Brennivin scratched his chin. “Is okay… However, must figure a thing out,” he muttered, examining the coat. “Need remove coat for measurements. Any of idea, Sakna?” he inquired, not breaking his gaze at the nervous little bot.
He motioned the two to follow him again, and in a few steps, he found himself in front of his workshop’s door. “In, in!” he said, holding the door open for the two and then letting himself in after.
Kanoko approached Brennivin, and the two exchanged a few words, for the most part clearing up the halt on the magic usage. Radio Jack’s cranky voice rustled from behind a door to the back storage area, but the guy never emerged. Brennivin waved Kanoko away to work the register, and he returned his attention to the Miss and her friend. “Is ready?” he asked Gai.
"NO!" Gai answered loudly.
"Gai. Inside voice," Bellecoso reminded as her ears flipped back in defence of her delicate drums. The antenna along his headset moved around to emphasize his discomfort as he continued to tug at the tails of his coat.
"No," he repeated after he lowered his volume. Literally.
"Gai, we have to get this done," Bellecoso spoke firmly. "No one can get accurate measurements of you like this. Just find a way to keep your eyes closed so we can get it out of the way."
"…does my fave have to be uncovered?" he asked.
"Well. I don’t think so," she replied, trying to work around the requirements in her head.
"…kay…" he uncovered himself with his coat and tugged at his scarf. It appeared at first that he was just removing his accessory and coat. Instead, he continued to lift it until it was to his eyes. He slid his hands along the fabric, reached back, and secured it into a big knot, creating a blindfold for himself.
The noise from Bellecoso sounded like an inhuman combination of a snort, a choke, and a giggle as she tried to keep from outright laughing at the poor android.
"I…guess that works? Still have to remove his coat, but…"
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