Small Hooves, Big Steps [Anzellous]

Cabel nodded, listening to what she said with the same blissful look of glee he had on earlier.

"An island of unicorns," he whispered. "Wow!"

He was saying wow a lot, nodding with wide eyes. When she mentioned the flowers, Cabel perked up considerably. He was wondering what sort of effects and powers a flower from the land of the unicorns might have. He was wondering what they'd smell like. he was wondering what she'd look like with a crown of flowers in her hair.

"I am going to google the shit out of this," Cabel promised her in regards to the cats. "How did you find out about them? I've never heard of anything like that, and I subscribe to Cat Fancy."

"Oh!" Cabel said, looking at her hands. "So you mean, all unicorns can't...go..ghost?"

The Dany Phantom flashbacks were slipping out of his mouth left and right.

Since he was already breaching some unspoken rule of don't ask these kinds of questions, Cabel added the nail to his coffin. "Can...can other unicorns shapeshift, too?"

"Oh!" Cabel said. "What's your tumblr name? Do you answer anon questions?"

He winked at her when he said the latter, but really Cabel was just thinking about asking her a load of questions about these yoda cats. He was fascinated. He was fascinated with her, with the cats, and with the very fact that he'd finally met her.

He studied her openly, like he was trying to memorize every detail. WHat she said about glamour made sense to him, and he nodded.

She was cute, he realized, and it was a little bit belated. Cabel liked to bat for both teams, but he almost always picked men if there was a choice. He was certain he was going to have to explain to his mom that, no, she was never going to have any grandbabies because he was too busy sucking cock to knock up a girl for her. He wouldn't have this problem now if he ever brought Aeon home with him.

But, that surprised him, too, because why was he looking at this stranger and thinking of introducing her to his mom?

Cabel was said from his awkward thoughts by the noodley things the waitress brought over. It surprised him, because it was not ramen, hot pockets, or hot wings, so it smelled like heaven to him.

Cabel waited to make sure she didn't have any pre-food-customs to observe before he dived into his dish.

"Okay, this looks heavenly, this was an awesome idea," he said. He beamed at her and then dived into his dish, eating like he hadn't for days.

Which, Cabel had to admit, was probably a possability.

"Do you have any siblings?" he asked, before diving in for another bite.

"I'm going to follow you on tumblr, then," Cabel said.

He dug into his food with a great fervor. Unlike Aeon, Cabel was using his fork, because he'd been too distracted by the aroma to realize that they'd given him chop-sticks. When he saw her using them he stopped, noodle hanging from his mouth, and blinked rapidly with great delight.

he hurried and swallowed.

"oh my god, we have chopsticks!"

He tore his packet open and returned to his meals. His use of chopsticks was so very American, as was the way he ate.

she had a sister.

This threw Cabel off.

"I have a sister, too," he said. "She's younger than me, though. I miss her a lot. Do you miss your family?"

He looked out the window while he asked the question. It might have made him look deep in thought but Cabel was really distracted by a passing squirrel.

"Oh," Cabel said.

He chewed his noodles and then, somehow, realized he'd been eating instead of breathing. He took a few long deep breaths, sat back in his seat, and rubbed his belly. He picked up his water and took a drink.

"Is that something you'd want to talk about, or something I should be aware of to never bring up again?" he asked. He tilted his head to the side and regarded her for a moment.

He was tapping his foot off the floor because all that energy had to go somewhere.

Cabel didn't miss the possibility of a later and perked up considerably. He was swinging his feet off the chair and he gripped his chopsticks so tightly that'd probably have given himself a splinter if he didn't attack his noodles again instead, as though somehow just realizing there was good.

"That sounds good," Cabel said.

And it did sound good. He liked her. It was simple and easy.

"My sister? Ahh...she's the best," Cabel said. "She doesn't have my...whatever I've got, so she's back at home, living with my mom. But she's really cool. We used to have to share a room growing up and it sucked at first but she collected dinosaurs and neon things."

he chewed the inside of his cheek and then admitted, "She's sent me some of my favorite shirts. So...what about you? What's your sister like?"