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I'm in a rush rn but I'm sure you'll recognize this prompt, hope you enjoy, I think this is pure fluff! There was potential for angst, but I didn't feel like it so yeah!

P.S. Enjoy this little peek into Rika's family ;)

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The moment the doorbell rang before Misci was even out the door, he knew something was up. Usually he was already gone by this time-it was around 7 o'clock-but he'd stayed up late last night testing out a new invention of his, which led to him sleeping in a bit this morning. Now, even though it was already 7:10, he was still putting on his shoes, trying to pat down his hair, and the like.

"Who could it be...?" He muttered rhetorically under his breath, hopping towards the door as he tried to put on one shoe. Maybe Aayan was coming back to get something, since he was already gone by the time Misci sprung out of bed.

It was not, in fact, Aayan-as Misci swung open the door and was met with the cheerful face of Fynn Shawaiz-who, despite it being very early in the morning, was as bright and chipper-looking as ever. 

"Mr. Shawaiz," Misci greeted him politely, smoothing himself out a little more. "Good morning."

Fynn grinned at him, hands moving rapidly in sign language. Good morning! Also, please just call me Fynn. It's honestly fine!

Misci gave him a once-over, then sighed. "Overused your ability again?"

He was met with a sheepish smile. Just a little bit! Babe's got me on strict vocal rest-BOTH of them.

"Do you need a voice restorer?" Misci frowned at him. "Wait, beyond that, I thought I gave you a choker to turn the words you wanted to say into actual words by speaking it."

I, uh, left it at home, Fynn scratched his head.

Misci shook his head. Fynn never changed-maybe that's why he was such a good fit for Ulrika and Yumea. He balanced them out in all the right ways. "Aside from that. What brings you here so early in the morning? Need something to be built?"

Nope! Actually, Rika and Yuyu wanted to see you first, but I told them I'd come here to mellow you up!

"And that's enough from you today," Yumea Agrafena suddenly appeared next to Fynn, one hand on his husband's shoulder. As always, he looked put together and elegant, if not a little bit more disgruntled and tired-looking than normal. Then again, he mostly always looked like that. With a flick of his hands, Ulrika also appeared next to him, on the other side of Fynn, arms crossed and looking quite put off.

"General Galizia, Mr. Agrafena," Misci lowered his head in a brief, respectful bow. "Pleasure to see you this morning."

"Drop the 'general galizia' business, kid," Ulrika waved a careless hand. "We've actually got something for ya."

"A gift?" Misci tilted his head a bit, just a little suspicious. 

"Of a sort," Ulrika replied, although his eye twitched ever so slightly. "Yuyu, sweetheart, if you will."

"I told you not to call me that in front of other people, Ulrika," Yumea sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, but nevertheless he dug into the pocket of his robes and produced a bag, which grew in shape and size until it was big enough to hold a human... which it looked like it did.

Did they get me a dead body? 

It turns out they didn't, as Ulrika unceremoniously grabbed the bag, then proceeded to dump its contents onto the ground... that being a sleeping Aayan.

"Please. Control. Your boyfriend," Ulrika said with a smile through gritted teeth as Mimi stared. "This is the third time in the past week that we've woken up to find him in between us, on our bed, in our house, and it's getting a bit tiring."

He's also mad because I used the last of my vocal strength to put him to sleep! Fynn added in, still smiling, poking Aayan. Ulrika's eye twitched again, and Fynn laughed soundlessly. Babe, calm down.

Misci blinked once, twice-still looking at Aayan on the ground. For a few moments he tried to think of what to say, before finally speaking. "First, we aren't in a romantic relationship. Second, I apologize for his sleepwalking. Third, can we wake him up?" (He ignored the scoff Ulrika made at his first statement)

"Can't," Yumea sighed again-he seemed to sigh a lot these days. "Once Fynn Speaks someone to sleep, they won't wake until he tells them to."

And I can't, at least not with my current predicament! Fynn looked a little too happy for his current situation. But since my order was rather weak, I think in this case he'll wake up naturally after a few hours all by himself.

Misci copied Yumea's sigh. "Okay, here's what we'll do." He opened up Innovation and with a quick flick and a search, he produced a deep emerald-colored pill, which he gave to Fynn. "This will restore your voice-Aayan's the poison and chem expert, but I have a few of these that he made just in case. You can take it and wake Aayan up."

Fynn took the pill, curiously examining it. He gave it to Yumea, before launching into rapid-fire sign language again. I appreciate the offer, but I don't think we should waste something like this on one careless man. How about you just let him sleep, and my babes can pull some strings to ensure he doesn't need to come in for work together! From the looks of it, he could really use it!

As always, Mimi had to marvel at Fynn's blatant way of describing people-he was probably one of the only ones bold enough to insult Aayan so bluntly, asides from Ulrika and perhaps himself. But he had to admit, it was a good idea.

"Good idea, sweetheart," Ulrika softened a bit, ruffling Fynn's hair. 

"Then it's settled," Yumea nodded. "I expect for you to talk this out with him when he wakes up. Until then, we'll be leaving, and I think you should leave for work as well."

"Oh, lighten up!" Ulrika leaned over to peck Yumea on the cheek. "I'm his general, and I say he's fine to come in later-heaven knows both of you need more sleep. But just lettin' ya know-" His smile turned a little more wicked. "I personally don't want to be there when Sleeping Beauty here wakes up and you have to talk to him."

Looking at Aayan on the ground again, Misci sweat dropped just a little.

Oh, dear.

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FINISHED LAST MINUTE I HOPE YOU ENJOYED NOW I GOTTA GO WISH ME LUCK-

-A.A.C.