Completion rp: Red Chocolate Mints

(Peppermint, you should feel bad for this.)

Peppermint: Oh! I bet it was hers. *nods* I'll be extra super duper careful. *hugs the knife close*

Red: Looked at her a little guiltily. "Nothin' it was jus' that.... ah.." He looked to the side when Mint called him out on it. "Yeah. T'was hers." He nodded a bit, feeling a little reassured.

Bridget: "Her's...?" She asked quietly, looking between them both and biting her thumb nail. "What are you going to make, Minty?" She asked at a normal speaking volume, deciding if she was going to hear about it, she'd let someone tell her instead of asking after it.

(Since this RP is technically taking place before Red goes back to St. Patrick's Town, and she/I only learned about his sister during that one.)

Peppermint: Lincoln logs!

Red: He looked over at Bridget apologetically before chuckling slightly. "I though' ya might try that. What? 'Re we just gonna make a 'ouse righ' now?"

Bridget: "No time like the present!" She clapped her hands. "If Mint is in charge of making the logs, what can I do? Start deciding on home decor?"

Peppermint: *starts craving into a stick* Is only gonna be a model. I guess you could, but you can't live in it. Everything would be super tiny!

Red smiled, but didn't say much else. He knew what they were talking about was pretty far-fetched, but he couldn't help but be amused at the fact that they were still talking about it.

Bridget: "Pssh, like that's ever stopped me before." Started gathering up the dishes and containers to put back in the basket, assuming everyone was done with them. "It's gotta have a white picket fence and shutters, first of all. That's a given."

Peppermint: Dat sounds like a barbie house. Day got the white fence around dem.

Red: He had no idea what either of them were talking about, so he continued staring at the sky, watching as cloud after cloud rolled in. "Yeah okay, you two. Whate'er," he said teasingly.

Bridget: "Is there something wrong with Barbie houses?" She stuck her tongue out at Mint. "The girl had good taste." She poked Red in the arm and raised her eyebrow at him. "You have no complaints about my hot pink dream house? I find that hard to believe."

Peppermint: "If you wants a barbie house, we can't make it out of logs. You need pwastic." Mint sighed and tried to figure out what to do.

Red: "'M just... not too sure what yer talkin' about," he admitted. "It's okay, I can listen."

Bridget: "I didn't mean a REAL barbie house. I don't wanna live in plastic!" She waved her hands back and forth quickly as her ears flicked to the back of her head. "Just keep making it with the logs, I'm sure it'll be great." She rubbed at the back of her neck, sighed, and then laughed slightly. "This was a strange turn of conversation to be having during a picnic, I have to admit."

Peppermint: "Oh." She looked over her work and kept working on the sticks. She thought it was the best conversation she had since she joined the Academy. Toys just made sense.

(Awww Mint no ;o; Bridget didn't mean it that way, she meant discussing puppies and houses and stuff!)

Red: Still not ready to interject, he looked back at the forest longingly. He'd give anything to practice his trumpet, but... not in front of them. He gazed back at the sky and was zoning out within moments, completely oblivious to the currently conversation.

(Wow I'm really blanking on what to do I'm sorryyy.... ;n; )

Bridget: "So Minty, have you made any plans for Halloween yet?"

Peppermint: She sat up and bounced on her butt, "I want to get lots and lots of candy!"

Red: "Halloween's big thin' is candy too? Is candy ev'ryone's thin' but St. Patrick's Day?" he asked incredulously.

((to be honest we kind of accomplished our purpose so really we could end this one at any time))

((Yeah, that's true. After this batch of replies we could stop?))

Bridget: "There's more than just candy." She explained. "But I think most of them besides St. Patrick's and Thanksgiving have something to do with candy, yeah."

She giggled and started counting off candies on her fingers. "Heart-shaped boxes of chocolates, easter eggs, bubblegum, chocolate coins, pixie stix, gumdrops, hershey's, peppermints, candy canes, candy corn, gummy vampire fangs..."

(I can live with that, yep. Good idea, guys. )

Peppermint: "Hehe, Bwidget said my name!" She happily kicked her legs, "I'm the best candy."