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why do you keep asking stupid questions

hey, they're not stupid questions! its perfectly reasonable to want to know why you are asking these questions that you have now

[If Leona does reach Octavinelle, he will find there are no eels in sight that will attempt to stop him from entering, or even finding the room with Azul's name on it... mostly because if they are in fact aware of Leona being there, they're amused by the sight and curious to see where this is going first.]

[Good. Leona hates being interrupted. Which is why he doesn't bother texting Azul back again.

Instead, he waits to communicate until he's at Azul's door, giving a solid double knock, and—]

Oi. Octo-punk.

Open up.

[There's a pause.

For a few seconds, Leona will see the little dots symbol in the texting window of his phone, indicating that Azul has begun writing something. As if Azul is actually about to text and ask why Leona is at his door right now instead of... just asking him to his face.

But then the symbol goes away as it seems that he does actually realize how silly that would be to do. Instead the door cracks open, Azul appearing in the doorway... and yeah, he looks like it's been a while since he last slept.]

Leona-san? What are you doing here?

I'm comin' in.

[He asserts, pressing into the space left as best he can, intending to get Azul to step back. For now.

He can certainly tell Azul hasn't slept, and man, he's certain Azul will be stubborn... but Leona's got plans for that, too.]

Hah?

[Azul says dumbly, but then Leona is already pushing his way in before he can ask why, forcing him to step back and allow the other man entry.

Judging by the lack of disturbance to the blankets on his bed, either Azul had been sitting or lying on it without actually getting under them to get comfortable, or he had been sitting in the chair in front of his vanity before Leona arrived.]

[But see, Leona doesn't come in normally. He crouches a little bit, wrapping his arms around Azul's waist and— hoists Azul up over his shoulder, kicking the door shut behind him.

Time to cart this boy over to his bed.]

Wh--what are you doing!?

[Hello??? Who said you could just pick him up like this??

Azul doesn't flail, thankfully, since he has some sense to not do anything that might cause Leona to drop him on the floor. But like, what??]

Ain't it obvious?

I'm goin' to bed.

[And he does indeed walk straight up to Azul's bed before practically tossing the merman onto the mattress. He doesn't immediately follow... because he wants to savor the inevitable shock in Azul's face, woops.]

[Yeah, enjoy that shock as Azul hits the bed, before making to quickly try to sit up, giving Leona a look of sheer disbelief.]

Here?

[Well yeah Azul, where else is Leona supposed to sleep, the floor? Don't be rude.]

No.

[Leona smirks, pressing his palm to Azul's chest as he climbs over him, and then once Azul is reclined—

Leona lays on top of him, crossing his arms over Azul's chest and resting his chin on them.]

Here.

[Azul's face turns pink, eyes wide as Leona oh so casually makes himself comfortable here using Azul as a pillow.]

Seriously?

You think I walked all the way over here just to walk back out?

[He is comfortable. He's not getting up, at all.]

Damn right I'm serious.

You didn't have to come over...

[And yet, Azul doesn't shove him off. Whatever energy he had regained from Leona's sudden arrival is already starting to wane... and Leona is actually nice and warm on him here...]

Yet here I am.

[He's closing his eyes now, thanks! It's bedtime, and Azul's the bed!]

You're welcome.

[Azul has to resist the urge to roll his eyes at that (mostly because his eyes are too tired for that kind of activity) as he sighs and closes his eyes, reclining his head back a little more against his pillows.]

Fine. Don't blame me though, if you come to regret it later or find that I'm not comfortable enough for you here.

Hmph.

[It's more of a laugh than a pout, really.]

You're gonna have to work a lot harder to find a place I can't sleep, punk.

...True, you do seem to have a talent for being able to sleep regardless of wherever you are...

[Azul however tends to be picky. He barely slept at all until he had passed out while in Styx... although, he did end up dozing off too while they were waiting for the bus at that one time...

... He might be starting to realize that he is able to sleep easier when he is feeling too unsettled to comfortably do so if someone else is also there. In fact, he's already feeling a little sleepier with Leona lying on him here, since he's still kept his eyes closed while talking for now.]

It's my most refined skill.

[He sounds too proud of himself.]

You waitin' for a bedtime story, or somethin'?

[Despite his eyes being closed, Azul's mouth manages to twitch upward into a smirk.]

If I said yes, would you actually try to tell me one?

Mm.

Say yes, and maybe you'll find out.

[.......... Alright, he'll bite.]

Yes.

[While it could easily have been a prank or a snide comment, Leona instead poses a question.]

Have you ever wondered why a cheetah's cheeks are stained from tears?

Huh? What an odd question...

He does at least know what a cheetah is, having seen one in a book ages ago.]

No, but I must admit that I'm curious now. Why is that?

Listen up and keep your damn eyes closed, cos I'm gonna tell ya.

[One can only imagine that the sole reason Cheka doesn't get the "Go the Fuck to Sleep" version of these storytelling sessions is because Falena's wife would murder him for influencing Cheka's vocabulary.]

Back before men and beasts lived as one, when the beasts ruled the kingdom of nature and men had only just entered the savanna, the face of a cheetah was unstained. There was a mother cheetah, Izinyembezi, who had three little cubs.

Now, if you know anything about cheetahs, it's hard enough for 'em to have one. And our ol' gal Izinyembezi, she'd been blessed with three of the little suckers, so she treasured 'em more than the rain at the end of the dry season.

Every day she would take her cubs down to the river, and instruct her cubs to hide in a den she'd dug under the roots of a great tree. While she did so, she would hide in the brush nearby and wait for weak prey to wander down to drink. With lightning speed, Izinyembezi would make her kill, and then she'd take it to her three little cubs, where they'd feast like princes in the safety of their den.

Sounds like the life, don't it?

please imagine that leona is using speech to text for this

lmao awesome

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disnification of an actual zulu tale