Something Suitable

Remi had said she didn’t need to get them anything but…well Phoebe felt guilty and so she buried it in work. Approximately two weeks after the picnic, a prettily wrapped package would arrive at the guildhall. There was a little card on the outside, inside which was a message written in a loopy, feminine hand that read: ”Remi and Ronin, I’m sorry for making things awkward. Please enjoy this actual wedding present. Love, Phoebe” Upon opening the box, the two would find a large quilt, big enough to easily cover the largest of beds. It was a two-tone, double wedding ring quilt, a very traditional wedding present. The background was a dark blue-grey, and the rings a deep navy blue. The handiwork itself was meticulous – Phoebe being no stranger to a small, tight stitch from her line of work. But unlike traditional quilting, that more or less blended in with the fabrics, the quilter had painstakingly embroidered tiny little pin-pricks of stark white and pale yellow points over the entire piece, so it looked all the world like a starry night sky. Here and there constellations were mapped out in them with thread; they were no ordinary constellations, but symbols Remi would likely be familiar with from his work as an alchemist. It really was a magnificent work – one she surely could not have pulled off without skipping a few nights of sleep. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself

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Grazing outside, Isla watched the midwife deposit the package and then swiftly rush off. Pulsing this information to a very sleepy Remi, the alchemist roused himself from his place on the couch and made his way towards the door. Opening it and frowning softly as he read the note—awkward? Well yes, but avoiding the two men wasn't going to make it better—he chuckled as he picked up the gift and made his way back in the house.

"Oh Ronin." He sang up the stairs, a mischevious grin on his face. "Phoebe left us another gift. It is not food, but it does feeling suspiciously like clothes. Maybe you got your wish after all." And best of it, he was fairly certain it would have nothing to do with threesomes.