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[winterfrosting]

DC is usually patrolling or at Pure Vanilla's house. But poking his notebook will always eventually get his attention!

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[purevanillacookie]

[ Quietly Pure Vanilla moves to procure a soft thick blanket, carefully setting it beside the man. But before he just burritos him and leaves him to bake, he will.... try to figure out a way to get him undressed enough to be comfortable, without disturbing him.

What... hm. How... like this?

Armor confuses him, he's never had to wear it, and while he's de-armored his friends before, that was ICING. This is... there's hooks and straps and. He manages to get a gauntlet off and looks so proud his tail wiggles in excitement. ]

[winterfrosting]

Hrmmm...

[ He carefully moves the bunny to the crook of the now unarmored arm and start fumbling with the other one half asleep. Auto pilot]

[purevanillacookie]

[ That makes him smile and between Dark Cacao's sleepy autopilot and his own attempts, he finally gets the heavy armor off and off to the side. Then he wraps Dark Cacao up into the blanket, tucking it around him securely until he's a toasty bean.

Then gives in to the urge to lay a little kiss on his forehead. Platonic and friendly (for now).]

Sleep, my friend.

[winterfrosting]

Hmmm... good night, Pure Vanilla.

[He whispers, not arguing for once with being dotted on]