Zinnia

"What's new?"

"It's Aevia, fufufu."

Cuddles back! Tiny baby, tiny scratches.

"Hello, my sweet baby~!"

Crouching besides it and scratching her fur.

"Mom, YES!"

"Aevia YES!"

"Today is the day to cause CHAOS."

A hum...

"Remember how he was when you met him?"

"You being with him is why he's like he is now, hun."

"Well, blame you for that..."

A frown.

"Artemis, be nice with your father."

"Oh no, with you, he's normal."

Pats for everyone.

"If you doubt... Doesn't that means I'm right?"

"So that means he's doing a great act."

Pat, pat.

"Trust me, hun. Your father can act like a big dense, but in reality he's not that much."

A hum.

"Lately I've seen people assuming that Sol is dense... Pfft. Yeah, right. Only when he wants to. He can act very well..."

"Okay."

A thumbs up.

"Go let them shocked, hun!"

"... Do you need an explanation, or tips?"

She puffed out her chest in pride.

"I know, it's a lot but I assure my work is impecable!"

In the end, she finished writting, handing him a list of everything he could wear.

It was very detailed, with colors and the materials specified.

"Here. You'll drive your man, woman, or both crazy with these things!"

"Shush, I'm thinking."

Tapping her chin, she eventually pulled a pen and paper, writting a list...

"Hmmmn..."

Going around him, she began to mutter a lot of outfits...

"Non, non, hun! Listen well. I'm not saying they're bad. I'm saying others could look great as well."

"Fufufu. However, I must say something... Other clothes would look marvelous on you."

She chuckled at that.

"My my, proud of them?"

"That's good, that's good. Arrogant boys are like, not attractive at all. Ugh."

Ah, the memories. She couldn't avoid but show a grimmance at them.

"Well, yes, of course, as long it doesn't becomes arrogance."

Headpats time!

"Oh, you know. I've been busy."

A hum.

"If you say so."