✣° 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝑨𝒄𝒆 𝐌𝐂 °✣

"Booo! Fine fine... Begrudgingly."

He'd help himself up lightly, giving Sayori an easier time.

"Where are we going anyway?" He'd tilt his head.

"But the sun! It burns!" He'd hiss as he was dragged out by Sayori.

"Surely you wouldn't harm this poor, kind, innocent friend of yours?"

Quite the dramatic play.

He looks away with slight guilt, a bead of sweat dripping down his face.

"ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈᶰ'ᵗ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵉᵃᵗ ᶤᵗ ᵃˡˡ..." He mumbled.

"I knowww, but my bed is just so warm and comfy..." He starts to daydream about sleeping in.

"Hmm... Yeah for sure, pshhh" He brushes it off-- How far behind is this man exactly...

He continues to poke her back.

"Nooo, I still get out to eat... and... eat more... and well use the restroom. Did I mention eat?"

A red mark forms where she keeps poking him, but he seems to take it well.

"Surely it wasn't 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘵 long." He shrugs it off, not realizing how much trouble he is in.

He pokes her back gently.

Marc arises from the floor like a zombie, arms outstretched.

"I have been awoken from my eternal slumber" He jokes, keeping his eyes shut, fighting back a smile.

(Didn't almost forget the picture haha...)

✧~ Day 4, 5, & 6 of the Yellow Rose ~✧

"It's been a minute, but it's still alive!"

"Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, the chances of it dying prematurely now are slim. I'm just that good at taking care of flowers." He jinxed it now...

(Rolls: 5, 13, 2)

"𝘈𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥" He'd mumble quietly. Marc was still hoping for them to host a wedding, where he'd be the Best Man.

"Agh don't be like that..." He'd become red with embarrassment. He could never see her like that.

Though Marc figured he could find some humor in the situation, "Food babies."

"A group effort to surprise Monika, ey? Are you sure one of us won't accidentally slip the news?"
The most likely person was Marc.

"Although it would save us time, and I'm sure they know more about that kinda thing than we do."
He wasn't sure what Sayori's skill level was.

Marc sat down promptly, yet he already seemed antsy, his leg bouncing up and down, alongside his arms being crossed. He'd have a stern look on his face... Wait a second- Was he drooling?

How could he possibly be this impatient an hungry at the same time...

"What's your guess on the food quality?"

Marc would chuckle to himself, Sayori really loved Monika. It was endearing to watch her be so excited.

"You mean from scratch?"
Marc was getting some flashbacks to the last time he tried to sew anything. Let's just say it ended in a bloodbath.

Marc would pick himself up again, excited at the idea of coming back later to buy out the whole store (exaggerated).

"YES! I mean- yeah we could do that." Trying to hide it hm.

"But for now we have crepes to enjoy! Let's go grab a table."

He stared at her for a couple of seconds before making a remark, "I knew the day would come when you two lovebirds finally made a move."

He seemed almost like a proud parent before his entire demeanor shattered from Monika's comment.

"You know it's not like that! She just has a way with food..."

✧~ Day 3 of the Yellow Rose ~✧

"It's still holding up! 💛"

"Just another 4 days to go."

(Roll: 13)

"YOU WHA-" Then multiple realizations came to him. Did she mean Sayori or... Was she truly joking. Sometimes he couldn't tell with her, knowing she was crazy enough.

"... No..." He looked away nervously- Yeah that man is guilty.

Marc definitely wouldn't pick out some weird outfits... not at all. Sayori is in good hands, Monika has nothing to worry about.

"Zombie... Angel... Huh? Oh yeah, for sure, Monika would look great in anything." He's trying not to get on her bad side in case she's watching...

"Huh- Heeeh?!" Marc is perplexed by Sayori's initiative. She chose for them before he could even contemplate the top 3 he could possibly want.

"Yes, yes it does..." He'd longingly stare at one of the pastries, knowing he shouldn't fill up on all sugar...

✧~ Day 2 of the Yellow Rose ~✧

"Sayori suggested I put it in some water! It lives to see another day." (Thank you @another-sayori.bsky.social)

(Roll: 16) (No, this post is not late shhh)

✧ 𝘞𝘩𝘺... 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳? ✧

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Sky ✧

Omg... This guy /t

I'm enjoying myself a lot, thank you Rice Pookie! ♡
Now you get to cause more chaos

"MMFPHFT!"
He was mortified. 3 disgusting creatures- shoved down his throat. That was it, how could he live on this mortal plane?

K.O.! Marc was down for the count. Monika won!

The sudden appearance of Monika and those dreaded words could only mean one thing.

He looked to her, the roaches squirming around. He'd scream, his soul leaving his body.

✧~ Day 1 of the Yellow Rose ~✧

"Here's hoping it lasts till Valentine's Day."
(Roll: 3)

"Yeah... You're too adorable to be a devil." He'd sigh at a loss.

"Hm? Well there's biblically accurate angels, fallen angels, or something similar to a wolf in sheep's clothing. But you're right, there's nothing particularly scary about a normal angel."

"... Zombie angel." Okay now he's crazy.

Marc was STARING down the menu options, his grip tightening. He'd nod to Sayori but said nothing at first. Oh god, he might just end up ordering the whole menu...

It might be best Sayori chooses a crepe for him before his brain explodes from temptation. Too. Many. Choices.

"Mailwha-" Marc's attempt to understand Monika was abruptly cut off.

"My bets on Na- Sayori. While she's usually late, I feel deep in my bones that is the right answer." He nods to himself.
He was totally about to say Natsuki but changed his answer last second.

"There's a lot of options. Like bacon and eggs, PB&J, angel and devil..." Marc would list a ton of ideas, most of them silly.

"Hmm... A student and loan debt is a pretty scary combo." He'd nod in deep thought.

"Haha, Okay okay!"

He'd walk inside the building with Sayori, immediately hit with the scent of baked goods and coffee. Marc's mouth was already watering. He'd take a deep breath with a relaxed sigh.

Walking up to the counter, there was a good variety of options. Marc would look stumped.