[1v1] A Whole Bouquet of Oopsie Daisies (Sidron x Vaudrey)

[Yayoi]

It seemed much of his time lately was occupied with wandering around the school, getting a feel for everything and the local students. This place was different. So much different than his home in the village. There wasn't really a school there. Everyone was taught by their families. Knowledge passed down through the generations.

But now, well. Sidron was suppose to group in with all these students into cramped class rooms and the dorms. Don't get him started on the dorms. The tall dragon had a hard enough time moving through the halls and doorways.

He let his feet wander today, leading him to the Creepateria. Tucking his wings on tight, he literally had to duck to enter through the doorway. Eyeballing the large gathering room with students who flitted about here and there. Ignoring their odd looks that they cast at him. Was it because he was new? Or perhaps it was the armor. Who knew.

Moving towards what he could only assume was the food line, he grabbed a tray. Flipping it over a few times to examine it. As he was shuffled along he picked out a few things that looked slightly appetizing before taking his tray to an empty table. The chair he sat in was just a little too small and he had to sit awkwardly with his knees almost up to his chest.

Horrible.

kuropeco

 

[kuropeco]

Vaudrey would have liked to pretend that he knew what he was doing as he wandered the school, eyes wide and curious at every twist and turn - but the truth was that he had no idea whatsoever, and quite possibly would have spent the next six hours completely and utterly lost, were it for the kind boil that had directed him to the creepateria. Vaudrey had tried to play it off, but, well, he hadn't been that convincing.

Now, however, it seemed like he was being crowded on all sides by the various students in the place. Some were big, some were small; some were tiny and some were giant. Too many teeth here, an exorbitant amount of slime there (Vaudrey made sure to steer very clear of the slimy looking one), someone with a lot of plants on their head near the door. It was all endlessly fascinating to him, and he kept turning his head from side to side to see anything and everything.

Which was why he wasn't paying attention at all as he walked with his tray, Vaudrey too interested in his surroundings. His booted foot caught the edge of something - a chair, a table leg, possibly someone else's ankle - and then Vaudrey was pitching forward with a squawk, his tray of food completely overturning, and the next second, he was sprawled face down on the floor.

"Good gracious!" he said, hastily sitting up and hoping beyond hope that no one had seen such an ungraceful example of him. Except that would prove to be a little unrealistic, because the second Vaudrey lifted his eyes, he would to see, much to his horror, that his lunch of minipets and drink had spilled directly onto the lap of...

...well, he didn't know who, but the dragon definitely did not seem the type to spill food on.

Vaudrey opened his mouth and then promptly shut it again.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

It seemed today that the fates were to be cruel to the black dragon. He had merely sat down to enjoy the strange food that this establishment offered. No sooner than having taken a singular bite Sidron found someone else's lunch. In his lap.

He looked down at the food splattered all over his armor and clothing before looking up in the direction the food had been flung from. Spying Vaudrey sitting there with his mouth opening and closing. The boil heaved a heavy sigh as he began to pick the bits of food off of his person. Wiping away the best he could with the napkin he had. He would have to clean his clothing properly.

"Be careful when you are walking." His long tail snaked beneath the table, the tip flicking back and forth in only mild irritation. Not so much at Vaudrey, accidents happened of course, but at the food on his clothes.

kuropeco

 

[kuropeco]

If Vaudrey could have made a hasty exit right then and there, he would have. But he kept hearing his cousin's voice inside of his head, reminding him that to be a proper gentleboil, one must always take full responsibility of every situation in which you are the one at fault. And if there was anything that Vaudrey took seriously, it was Rules of Being a Proper Gentleboil.

Even if the boil whom he'd spilled food on looked like he could squash him flat in about three seconds. Vaudrey sucked in a sharp breath, hastily stumbling over to set the now mostly empty tray down on the table. He grabbed a handful of napkins and twisted back around.

"Here, erm, let me help you with that!" he said, trying hard to sound positive about the whole thing. "Uh, yes, I...let's just...get this stain off here..."

He dabbed at a particular spot on the boil's shoulder, wincing a little.

"Let me make it up to you!" Vaudrey blurted - stupidly - out.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Sidron could tell the other boil was pretty nervous about the whole situation. Though he couldn't blame him honestly. He was a big dragon after all. His natural form could make most people wet themselves.

Vaudrey's dabbing really only went as far as to smear the spot of food into the boil's clothing.

Lifting a clawed hand, Sidron stood. Brushing at least the dry crumbs of whatever it was out of his lap onto the floor. "Its fine. There is no need for you to make it up to me." He wasn't looking for favors or anything of the like. In fact, the less favors people owed him the less he had to worry about them randomly popping up to try and return those favors.

Moving out from the table, he grabbed his own tray and headed towards the trash cans. Wings folded tightly against his back as he made his way, tail lifted a bit high off the ground to keep it from being drug through any errant food on the ground.

kuropeco

 

[kuropeco]

Vaudrey kept trying to be helpful and it was coming out way more not helpful. Every time he attempted to clean the food off of the boil, all it did was make it worse, and by the time he was done, there was a stack of napkins and one very distraught boil.

"Uh," said Vaudrey brilliantly. "No, wait, erm, look - "

He couldn't just let the boil walk away. That would be breaking every rule of the handbook! He scurried around to the other side of him and held out his hands, trying to stop the other boil from disappearing, but probably only just walked straight into him in the process.

"How about, uh - " Vaudrey tried to think of something great.

"You can beat me up!"

That was not great.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

The light bump as he ran into Vaudrey, who had stepped right in front of him, caused the dragon to stop. Letting a small sight escape his lips. He was just never going to get away from him apparently. Even after telling the boil it was fine.

It would take a bit to get the smeared food out of his clothes but it was fine.

Then he began talking about him beating him up and Sidron gave an even heavier sigh. He really didn't enjoy fighting, as much to his parents chagrin. "I'm not going to beat you up over spilt food on my clothes...."

kuropeco

 

[kuropeco]

Oh.

He hadn't expected the boil not to want to beat him up. Vaudrey frowned a moment and floundered around rather uselessly. He would have just let the boil walk away, but at the same time, he couldn't just let him leave, not when it was he who'd made the blunder in the first place.

"Uh," said Vaudrey, thinking fast. "How about - how about a spar, then? You can beat me up that way, only I'll spar back."

He beamed.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Yea, he just wasn't going to be getting out of this.

Running a clawed hand down his face, Sidron kept his hand there for a few seconds. "Fine." He finally mumbled. "Lets just go and get this over with."

kuropeco

 

[kuropeco]

Relief was visible on Vaudrey's face.

"To the gym, then!" he said hastily, and all but hustled the boil there, hoping that he wasn't about to get squashed underneath those big black wings or smacked in the face with that heavy looking black tail the dragon was sporting.

yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Sidron merely mumbled the entire way he was hurried to the gym. It wasn't his first time here. He had explored a good majority of the school already. And to be honest he wasn't too entirely impressed by the set up. He would have rather been out on the Bruteball field or something instead of this building.

But the strange boil insisted.

Glancing around, he took off bits of clothing that still had food on it. An under layer of a thinner garment would be much more suitable instead of heavy robes and armor. Sidron had really not gotten with the regular fashion of this place yet.

"Alright. You go first."

kuropeco