Lavian and Eos' Night In The Woods

(PARENTHESES) indicate verbal cues
[BRACKETS] indicate nonverbal cues and only serve to provide context for the sound design

L = lavian (trina)
E = eos (hikari)

[rainfall, approx 3 seconds]

[fire crackling, approx 5 seconds. 3 seconds in, L makes an elongated sigh]
[by the way, continue the fire crackling in the background after this, but make it quieter]

L: [mentally, to self, reading a book] When the third full moon of winter had been reached, [begin slowing down] thine wrath was brought down upon the [slowed to a near-crawl] heathens that so dared to betray...

...

(yawn)

(light post-yawn lip smack)

L: (weary) Heavens above.

L: [quickly flicking through pages] (carelessly blows out mouth in a "whooooooo")

L: (still bored, but less so. mumbling under own breath) Right. Which one shall I bring forth tonight... no... not this one... ah, yes. *There* she is.

L: (ahem) (2 claps)

[magical "pwoomf" sound]

E: (clearly in the middle of talking to someone else) Haha, so then I- (sudden confusion) Wait, hey, where did everyone g- (as in "go") What in the... (turns around, realization that she's been pulled away from her conversation) Oh, well look who it is. (chiding) I know I'm sworn to you and all, but I've got a life too, you know!

L: (unamused) I witnessed you chasing a flock of birds around for 3 hours straight yesterday- fairly certain you didn't have anything important in mind for tonight.

E: (shifting back to joyful) Ahh Lavian, you know I'm just pulling your leg! What'cha need me for.

L: I have a confession to make, Eos.

E: [quickly after] Hmm?

L: The truth is... I'm terribly lonely. Today's been absolutely spiritless, and your company would be greatly welcomed.

E: Wellllll... you should have just said that off the bat! Instead of being all snide like (nasally mimicking Lavian) "Noh ho ho, did you make sure to arrange your silverware correctly?"

L: (neutrally) Tch tch. You've hardly changed a bit.

E: (jokingly) Well *no* **duh**!! A couple of months to you is a hardly a blink of the eye for me. Not as if that matters...

(2 second beat)

L: I'm not sure what you are waiting for. Come, make yourself comfortable.

E: Why, it'd be my pleasure. [quiet clap as E lands on L]

L: (slightly uneasy but still pleasant) Ah, erm, of course. I had almost taken how small fairies are for granted. You really do seem to fit quite nicely on my... chest.

E: (confident) You've sure got that right.

L: Your presence is welcomed, in any case. (flip page)

(elongated beat)

E: (mentally) As comfy as the mistress' breasts are, I feel they could use a bit of... padding. Let's fix that right up...

[sparkles, spell activation, mild milk sloshing sounds accompanied by constant background sparkles, lower volume of fire]

E: (still mentally) There's the ticket. If I didn't know any better, then I'd have a real good chance of just falling right in.

(quiet groan coming from chest, E begins to shuffle about as she struggles to stay atop of L's growing cleavage)

E: (stillllll mentally) Uuugh, I've made myself a canyon when all I wanted was a little extra room to relax. (attempting to lift herself up) Hup, hmmpf, hng! (panting) HMMMMMMM...PF! (loud exhale) This is too much work just to blow up someone's bust...

[L flips a page, another surge of milk-bubbling causes the book to fall out of her hands and hit the floor with a thud]

L: (surprised, otherwise still retaining her usual calm tone) W...what in the heavens?

(1 second beat)

L: (continued) Eos, do you care to *explain* what's going on?

E: (playing dumb) Ah, little old me? I don't have *anything* to do with this.

L: (clearly unconvinced) Hmmmm. So, you mean to tell me that you, whom- if my memory serves correctly... has had *more* than her fair share of training in the magical arts... had nothing to do with what you see now?

E: Ehh... nope! It's not my fault you look like an overtaxed cow.

L: Pah. You're certainly a crass one, but perhaps it's unreasonable to think that someone *such as yourself* could exert enough magic for a spell such as that. *After all*, fairies have always had a limited capability compared to us (el-eh-zen) Elezen.

E: (raised voice) So *that's* how it is?! Just because I'm a different species? (let out an angry-ish huff) How dare I expect my own master to show any sign of respect.

L: Hmph. (pause, followed by low, hesitant "mmmmm") (heavy sigh) You already know I cannot stay angry at you for long, Eos. Come here.

E: (sparkling noises as she re-collides with L)

E: (matter-of-factly) *Knew* you'd come around.

L: (light, noble-ish laughter) I am glad you haven't taken it too hard.

(beat as both readjust to relax in their previous positions)

E: (mentally, furious) "Haven't taken it too hard", what a crock that whole babble is. She really thinks she's the most high-class bullshit in existence, huh? I'll show her a thing or two. Or three. Hundred. What's that damned spell meant for brood mothers?

(different-sounding sparkles)

E: (malicious, mischievous chuckling) Let's just take this, up it by a few notches, and... presto.

E: That ought to do the job.

L: (silence) [organs grumbling]

L: (concern) Hmm, there's a stinging sensation inside me. Awfully sorry if you get disturbed by my rumbling at all. I'm not sure if it can be helped.

E: Eh, I'm fine with it, honestly. It provides some background noise that isn't the fire for once.

L: Hum... right.

[gurgling slowly intensifies over the next 5-10 seconds]

L:  (softly) Hngg... (speaking volume, but quiet/strained) Eos, you need to get off. I am definitely *not* feeling well. No idea what's happening here...

E: (spiteful) Wow, that's lame of you to do. Invite someone over and then just toss them aside once you get a bellyache.

[continued gurgling, obviously not as long as last time]

L: (make mild groaning), (coming to a realization) I... I'm not sure if it's my stomach.

E: (slight sarcasm, but not so much that L would pick up on it) Gee whiz, *really*? If it's not that, then what could it be?

L: (continued strain) It's... (agh)... a little lower than where my stomach would be.

E: (inquisitive) Oh?

L: I don't... phewww... quite know either... Could it be my... cervix?

E: ("eh, whatever") That sounds pretty weird, but it is what it is, honestly.

[growth slows]

L: (light motherly laughter) (mumbled) It feels so warm...

E: What was that?

L: (nonchalant) Nothing that concerns you. I can almost sense something writhing inside of me. Something... hrm... or *many* things...

E: (faux-surprise) Many?!

L: (long exhale) Affirmative. I'd be lying if I said this wasn't getting a bit heavy... (breathe) though...

[growth becomes gradually louder during this next sentence as pressure builds]
(Accompanied by light panting by L) E: You're telling me. You've practically doubled, no- *tripled* your waist line since I got here! That things gotta add at *least* an extra 50 pounds, which is a generous guess on my part.

L: (retorting) I- (supposed to be "it", but is interrupted by loud "pop" as her navel inverts to an outie) (short squeal) Eek!

E: (teasing) Woah now! That's the sign of any glutton who's had a few too many bites to eat. What have *you* been eating lately? Got a case of bad gas, mayhaps?

L: It sounds like you're taking some sort of, uhm, s-sick pleasure in all of this.

E: I could say the same, miss blushie over there.

(short gasp from L)

E: I'm not blind. You're beet-red, mistress! If you weren't before, you certainly are now.

L: (anxious) It's, guh... not what you think! First of all... [sudden surge of growth] (in turn, strained) Ooooooohhh...

E: Pfft.

L: S-shut-

[angry-sounding gurgling, surge of sparkling/fairy giggles, stitches begin to give way]
L: (tensing up, sharp inhale), (softly, whimpering) "Oooh, this isn't good. They just keep multiplying inside me. It feels like I could bur-"
[soon after, rapid fabric tearing]
L: (terrified-but-also-excited shriek, hold out for 1 full second)

[muffled milk slosh as her breasts jiggle, angry swarm of fairies roam around inside of her]

E: (maintaining same semi-sarcasm from earlier) Yikes! Looks like you're gonna let it all hang out there, huh? I had personally thought your nipples were more the pink-and-puffy type. But, I suppose imminent motherhood does a number to the body...

L: Motherhood?! So you... DID cast this onto me? How else would you know about that.

E: (casual, snide) You brought up you womb ma'am, not me.

L: (gradually get more worn out/tired) Right... sure... haah... [begin to lay down on floor, give appropriate SFX] I think I'll just, take some time to catch my b-breath... (exasperated) huuh, hwoooo... (do this for basically the rest of the story. i'd say something like 30ish seconds to be safe?)

[fairy sounds begin to slow down/grow faint over the course of an approx 5-second beat]

E: Did you enjoy yourself?

L: (no response, still heavy breathing)

E: [flying onto L's stomach, lands with a hallow thump]

E: (whispering) Because I did.

[fade out all sounds]