[What do you even get a princess for the holidays? Having to get a gift for a stranger is bad enough, but he's trying to put something out there for a few of his friends, too. He probably sent it before the gala, but it'll arrive by courier in Allura's hands after. Holiday mail, can't trust it.
He settles on a red journal with a lock and key (ignore the weird message thing) and a few fancy pens. There's also a plate of cheeses. There's no note unless she looks at the first page of the diary.]
Hey, Allura.
If you ever need to write anything down, you can use this. Maybe it'll give your rats something better to do than to read my own.
[JOKE'S ON YOU DYLAS because the mice are only a tiny bit offended about being called rats but they loved the cheese
and they're also the ones to come up to his place and deliver a small package in turn. it's something wrapped in a page from the journal, tied with a pink ribbon.
delivery;
He settles on a red journal with a lock and key (ignore the weird message thing) and a few fancy pens. There's also a plate of cheeses. There's no note unless she looks at the first page of the diary.]
Hey, Allura.
If you ever need to write anything down, you can use this. Maybe it'll give your rats something better to do than to read my own.
Your friend,
Dylas
[Suck it, space mice, he just called y'all rats.]
delivery;
and they're also the ones to come up to his place and deliver a small package in turn. it's something wrapped in a page from the journal, tied with a pink ribbon.
in it is a charm bracelet with a squid charm.
on the paper, there's also a small note:]
Dear Dylas,
Thank you kindly for the gift. I know I will use it well.
I found this bracelet at Olympia's Market Place. It reminded me of you.
Sincerely your friend,
Allura
P.S. the MICE loved the cheese you gave them