As a dragon, I find this romantic as fuck AADIFTRAF

The Key To A Door

Kassvin was finally finished sweeping the dust, debris and unknown substances from all the rooms. He arranged the old furniture (the usable ones), and got a chance to talk to Patano.

He was promised biweekly rations and running water. Those rations sure are welcome, he feels terrible in the canteen with all those people who actually had to earn their meals.

"Okay, so no mattress?" Ezarel asked, idly sitting in a lawn chair Kass found in the attic.

"I only found a bedframe." Kass awnsered while cleaning the window next to the elf. "Valkyon doesn't mind the sleepovers tho."

"You don't say." Eza stretched this legs out, this lounging really took a toll on him..."Who would have thought that after nearly two months of pining he would start to like you?!" He said sarcastically. "You two are a spectacle, everyone knows that you aren't just his friend!"

Kass sighed. He threw the cloth into his face and said: "Bitches be like: 'Bitches be like!' While being like the bitch that be like. Like, bitch??" Ezarel didn't even voice his outrage as the dirty rag touched his pristine elven likeness because he needed all of his superior brainpower to decipher what the fuck this freakshow of a sentence meant.

"Is that even English??" He discarded the rag by throwing it back at the earthling. He missed.

"Yupp, it sure is!" Kass sat down on the old planks of the porch, leaning against the support beams that held the second floor up.

"Brain damage be like." Ezarel picked that up too, he has no idea why but he likes how much less insulting it makes his mean comments. He can make fun of people without them even realising!!

If he said 'textbook definition of brain damage.' that would be mean and Kass would tell Valkyon, Valkyon would tell Nevra, Nevra would think it's way too mean and they would scold him like he's a goddamn toddler.

"Be like... Bitches be like..." Kassvin can almost hear his braincells running around as he struggles to comprehend AAVE. "Is English a tonal language?"

"No." Kass stood up. "I think that's enough for now, I have to get my rations. Bye!" He went inside and did secret enby things that only he knows, by the time he was finished Ezarel disappeared.

As the elf walked away he thought to ask Valkyon what that means, he somehow understands Kassvins eccentric dialect. Obviously he does, they're basically married at this point.

Does it bother him that he can't understand this weird new language right from the get go? No, not at all. He's totally and absolutely unaffected by this shortcoming. The fact that he's got undiagnosed Asperger's and probably became a control freak as a way to cope is not at all detrimental to his mental well-being.

...

Kass changed into his favourite outfit, a pair of beige trousers and a tee that says CUM in doom font. It was in his backpack and it's not that blood stained so he kept it. Of course he doesn't have the gull to wear it in public incase someone can read Latin letters, if someone asked him to explain it he would die right then and there.

Valkyon has a great sense of humour, he would probably think it's hilarious after Kass spent 3 hours explaining everything about the games. (Special 40 minute segment for Mick Gordon, he's basically Jesus at this point)

Yes, he definitely has the best sense of humour out of anyone here. Kassvin had no doubt he would live and die for this sweetheart after the pebble comparison instance™ a few weeks prior.

He smiles, that moment was the first time he was truly carefree since the head bonk instance™.

He looks out the window, the stars look back at him. He doesn't recognize the constellations and it irks him, he feels lost.