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Metake glanced over at her grandaughter momentarily, before slowly shifting her gaze towards her glowing husband. "Don't tell me you never wondered where you and your mother got your pink eyes from, it certainly wasn't from me now was it?"

"Well only a quarter dear," she said rolling her eyes as smoke rolled out of her nostrils. "No need to be overdramatic. Although I suppose the fairy blood does make you a little bit of a diva."

But her mind made a shift to lewder subjects as she gave her husband a seductive stare. "Oh you'd be surprised what all he can do. He can get big..." She said with a smile and a wink. "Very, very big."

The tiny fae puffed along, adjusting the huge cigar to his other hand. Another long trail of smoke filled the air and mixed with his wives before he tapped it gently, making sure not to loose the cherry of the burn.

"Course girl! Why else would I still be chained to this insufferable woman if we weren't married. Though she does grow on me from time to time.." He huffed, fluttering his wings lightly.

"I still say her stubborn nature is from your side of the family. All my brood does is help help help. Help every damn hylian who comes along. If anything your family has the stubborn streak. At least she got my good looks." Pipped the small fae in a stern tone.


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Droston smiled wirely, stopping and bending over to talk to the small Deku. His finger hooked on the front of his small cloak and he pulled it down slightly, exposing his mouth more.

"You little sir, have made a friend." He smiled broadly, only plucking but one Rupee from the deku's hand.
"That is a favor to be repaid." He whispered before grasping the Deku up in a huge hug and actually spinning the poor boy. Finally he dropped it, albeit a bit dizzy, back into his former spot. He turned and gave a small nod toward the Zora woman, his features returning to their former stern state.
"Well then ok."

Taproot continued to spin around in circles for a few moments after he was placed back on the ground. He brought himself to a halt, holding the side of his head with one hand and attempting to balance himself with the other. "Goodness! I suppose it is nice to see such enthusiasm," he said, straightening out his clothes a bit.

Muerta sat down on the blanket beside her sign, a little overwhelmed by the information she was given. Gerudo genetics were so intermixed with nearly every possible sentient species but this was still far too hard to swallow. "Well now I know I'm not some kind of albino..." She looked back up, clearing her throat. "Do Mama and the Aunties know? Or my sisters or the cousins??"

"His d**k is TINY Grandmama! I don't think ANY ONE of my sisters would have guessed from Mama's looks or the Aunties! The only thing weird about us all is the pink eyes, and Auntie Diasa doesn't even have them! Shouldn't some of us have wings or be EXTREMELY TINY?!" The Second-in-Command rolled her eyes at the slow comment. Muerta was well aware where her IQ was.

Just as she was going to continue a very handsome man came to her sign up area, beginning to question her about if "all Gerudos were as pretty as her".

Shoving the masquerading woman away from her and rubbing her cheek she stood up, patting the sign with her free hand. "My Grandmother is being overzealous, but yes, all of our population is exceptional in comparison. Are you in the market for change of scenery and a wife? Or perhaps you're merely after a harem position?"

The man's eyes seemed to widen to an impossible size, looking between the two of them. "This is how a Grandmother can look?" Muerta sighed, smirking a little bit as he put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't all Grandmothers look like this?" The widest possible grin joined those widened eyes on the Hylian's features. "Where do I sign up!?"