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[This is strange, for some reason when Fuuko came to she didn't notice any of the usual crockery. Heck right now she isn't even on the shelf she sleeps on in the kitchen. Why on earth is she tipped over on some bed? Very strange.

With a little swaying and hopping she's able to carefully slide off the side of the bed using the sheets and head out of the bedroom she found herself in to look around. This definitely isn't where the Master usually stays. She knew house seventeen by the back of her handle from tidying and hopping around all over the place and this certainly wasn't it.

...Perhaps she was stolen whilst she was asleep? It's possible! Some weird crook could have come in and stole her along with some of the other Master's belongings thinking she was just a normal teacup. Yes, that must be it.

Hurrying back to the bed she awoke on Fuuko climbs back up very slowly and carefully until she's atop the bed again. With any luck her journal was stolen along with her... And there it is on the bedside table! Convenient. Flicking it open with her handle and clearing her throat before she starts to speak.]

[Voice]

Excuse me, Master? I'm sorry to bother you but I'm in some strange house I'm not familiar with. If I head outside and start heading home now then please keep an eye out for me and open the door once I'm back. I'll be sure to make some tea as soon as I'm there so don't worry!

[That was an awful lot of first person there. If she's going to talk to the Master then there's no room for throwing childish third person speech around.]

[Action]

[As she said Fuuko will be attempting to find her way home by hopping through the village towards house seventeen. She'll also be pushing her journal along the ground with her so the Master doesn't have to go back and get it for her later. A difficult challenge for a teacup, yes, but she's getting there!]

Ugh, why did Fuuko's journal have to be taken all the way out here too? The Master will be angry if Fuuko is gone for too long.

[Just complaining to herself, don't mind the talking teacup. Oh, actually, do mind the talking teacup. Being stepped on or knocked over isn't something Fuuko enjoys.

OOC - Fuuko is now a maid-turned-teacup and is a servant to the Master/Beast! AU info is over here.]

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[And with his other hand, he'll just pick up her journal. He'd prefer to be able to dust some of the dirt off, but when one hand is occupied with a teacup, you'd need some kind of amazing flexibility.]

I'll try my best not to. I can't really tell if I'm about to trip!

Just walk slowly and carefully, that why there's only a very small chance of something horrible happening!

[In this case she's fine with the journal being a little dirty if it means Leo doesn't try pulling off some sort of juggling act to clean the journal and keep her safe.]

Despite Fuuko's worries Fuuko is thankful for you help monsieur.

You're welcome.

[There's little grace in Leo's movements, but he isn't clumsy either as he rises, one hand grasping her journal and his other palm outstretched.

Let's just— get a move on, shall we?]

I don't suppose your master drinks tea from you, does he?

[SCREAM SHE'S GOING DOWN but no she wobbled there for a moment when Leo stood. Scary stuff.]

He might, especially when the other cups need to be washed. It's not like they can do that themselves after all.

[They could back home! Advantages of your staff being your crockery, it's all self-cleaning.]

Don't get any ideas, if you want a cup of tea you can use a different cup to Fuuko.

Even if it needs washing?

Even if it needs washing! Fuuko might wash a cup out for you if you really want a cup of tea once we're home monsieur Leo.

[........what.]

And how would you do that?

By pushing the cup under a running tap and adding soap. [With her mouth and a whole lot of effort.] Then Fuuko would drain the cup and it would be clean. Do you understand monsieur Leo?

[It's tough being the only servant of a furry when you have no arms or legs.]

Of course, of course. But aren't you a little too small for that?

Of course not! Don't judge Fuuko just how how short Fuuko is, despite this size Fuuko is still very mature and capable of much more than the average cup.

[Mostly because the average cup doesn't talk.]

Fuuko can make tea, prepare food, bake lots of different foods and even wash and fold laundry without size being an issue!

Fuuko sounds like quite an achiever. Ah, but doesn't the lack of hands make it difficult?

[YES. Stupidly difficult.]

It's not nearly as hard as you might think it would be after you've been doing it like this for so long. Fuuko has found many ways to do very simple things. It might take longer to do than a normal person but Fuuko can still manage.

I'm afraid I wouldn't be as handy as that.

[Such an overachiever, even without hands. He makes a note to comment on this later when she's back to normal. Or what passes as normal for a girl who waxes lyrical about starfish.]

Unfortunately, I don't believe you've told me which building to go to. You'll be very late this way.

You would never know unless you found yourself without any arms or legs and you need to tend to your Master's needs.

[Hey she's totally normal when she's isn't a teacup. Just ignore the part where she's obsessed about starfish and she's as normal as any third person speaking seventeen year old who looks fifteen but looks even younger can be!]

House seventeen, if you know the way. Fuuko would have said so sooner but was preoccupied with worrying about how you were going to carry Fuuko!

[If he didn't have hands or legs, he'd have been dismissed from Nightray service, even if Elliot wouldn't agree to it. But that's not important enough to say— or is it?]

That'll be a problem; I'm afraid I don't. Do you know any nearby landmarks?

[Well that's completely different. She has no arms and legs and is a teacup. Plus she was kind of employed before she became a teacup, so maybe her contract covers magical transformations into cups.]

The Rec Center is right nextdoor and community building number two is just a little further down the path from there. Is that enough for you to go off monsieur?

[Interesting employment clause. But you know what? This means that he's actually walking in the correct direction now!]

I think I've been to that area before.

[Great success!]

Oh, excellent! Fuuko has never actually been to the Rec Center or that particular community building, though Fuuko can see both of these buildings from the windows back home.

Ah...doesn't your master let you out?

Fuuko can go outside now and then, it's just not something Fuuko does too often anyway. It's best if Fuuko stays inside and takes care of the Master you see.

That sounds like a rather [boring] dedicated lifestyle. You must be his favourite servant.

Perhaps, though the Master does need a lot of taking care of and as it is Fuuko's duty to take care of him what else is Fuuko meant to do? [His favourite? ...Hm, well.] Fuuko doesn't think the Master has a favourite. Seeing as Fuuko is his only servant here though that would have to make Fuuko his favourite by default.

Ah, but there's a difference being the favourite servant and the only servant, isn't there? If he didn't like your service, surely he'd have found some reason to dismiss you.

[Whoa, that was a close shave there! This is such rocky terrain.]

So you must at least be his favourite.

... Well that's true but-- [NO. STOP THIS. SHE WANTS TO GET OFF.] Please be more careful monsieur!! Fuuko will insist on walking if you don't watch where you're stepping in future!

[Quietly dodging talking about favourites more doodeedoo.]

["Get off" on being favourite, hmm? Why, how very questionable, Fuucup.]

But what?

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