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For the January Prompt over at
Needed to move my story arch along~

Thank you for everyone who offered up their Grem2 for this! I had a hard time choosing between all the lovelies ;v;

The story is a bit short, but more meant to delve into the friendship Damien and Artemis shared~ (also sorry for any errors, English is not my first language!)
Hope you like it!

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Winter frost was starting to settle in most areas of the small town Damien called his home.
At day like these, he would be inside enjoying a tv-show, cocooned in his favourite blanket and wearing his woollen socks.
But despite every nice feeling the though brought to him, he had promised to help Artemis around the café today.
Artemis’s owner was out of town this week, and he knew Artemis would have a tendency to overwork herself and not take a day off despite the steady rush of customers, so he’d stepped in and offered his help.
Though waitering wasn't his strong suit, singing being more his career of choice, he knew Artemis would appreciate the help - and he might even get a slice of cake for free!
He'd tried conniving her to let him into the kitchen, but the look on her face told him she wouldn't let him anywhere near the batter!
Hopefully no-one he knew would be coming to the café today, otherwise he'd hear about it for weeks.
He gave the clock a quick look; 10:15. He had to be there at 10:30.
Artemis had been at shift from 8:00, and had demanded Damien slept in so he wasn't all groggy and complaining - not that he minded, but he would've come earlier if Artemis hadn't threatened to walk him home if he showed up early.
Besides, the show had dragged on till 12:30 last night, being one of the busier days since it was Thursday and people could see the end of the week nearing, so he had been pretty beat.
He pulled on a big coat, his favourite silver and yellow scarf, grabbed his bag from the counter and went out the front door of his owners apartment.
The apartment was located atop a cozy little Jazzlounge in midtown, and only a couple of streets away from the café - which did earn his coming there on multiple occasions.
There were no snowflakes clouding the air around him, but a fresh powder had fallen yesterday, and the curfew was a bit slippery.
He saw couples of Grem2's going down the streets, entangled in each others arms and smiling warmly.
Some years ago the sight wouldn't have bothered him, but something had changed recently, or someone had changed him.

Damien shook his head as he nearly walked into a lightpole. Now was not the time to ponder about those things, besides, he hardly knew the guy at all!
He needed to be strong! He wanted the guy to be thinking about him, daydreaming about how amazing he was, not the other way around!
... Maybe he'd come to the shop today.
Damien managed his way to the café with little trouble, almost slipping a couple of times, and went directly to the counter with much bravado, as if he owned the place.
"Mornin' Artemis! I am here for my shift"
The pink and black Grem2 poked out from the doors leading into the kitchen, securely located behind the counter, and smiled.
"For it to be a shift you had to be working here, and as I remember; waitering is not quite your style".
Damien huffed at that and laid his ears flat.
"I didn't mean it in a bad way! I'm just not used to running around and carrying stuff! Did you want my help or not though?"

Artemis giggled and pushed the door open with her back, carrying trays of two espressos and a plate of cookies in both hands.
"Sure I want your help sugar! Get back here and place you stuff in the breakroom, I'll get you an apron - just in case you trip~"

The day went on as one could've hoped. Damien only dropped 3 trays, one of them filled with coffee and the other two with used up plates, but somehow managed to save anything from breaking.
Luckily he hadn't spilled anything on any of the customers, and people had been generally patient with him - except some customers who wanted take-out coffee, and had claimed he wasn't fast enough putting lids on their styrofoam cups.
Damien knew how to handle critique though, and had given them a sugary-sweet smile and a "have a nice day!" to get them on their way - only Artemis knew he'd been a couple of second off from spitting snide remarks in their faces.
A lot of different creatures had come and gone as he'd been there, and while he had a lot of fun chit-chatting with the customers, he had more than enough after 5 hours of running around.
He sat down at one of the chairs and took of the apron, dramatically wiping his forehead with his right hand - which of course caught Artemis's attention.
"So, how do you reckon' your first day went?" Artemis all but teased. Damien knew she had been keeping a keen eye on him, and that she had shed a small tear every time he tripped.
"Pretty well! Though I'm soooooo beat right now.."
Artemis giggled again and took the apron from Damien, folded it over her right arm and gave him an apologetic look.
"Poor baby! Well, you did well sweetheart, I'm surprised! How about some coffee and a slice of cheesecake on the house, your favourite?"

Damien tried to feign being hurt at being called a baby, but the light in his eyes at the mention of those treats had him changing his demeanour in seconds - she knew he couldn't resist an offer like that.
He gave Artemis the biggest smile he had, and she trotted away with a small hum on her lips, obviously not as stressed as she could've been, and Damien felt proud of himself.
Damien looked around the café, eyeing the other customers. A lot had come and gone, and it was a ghost shift compared to how full the room had been just an hour ago.
People were starting to head home, and the streets were buzzing with life - though not as much as they'd be in an hour or two, but you could feel the city coming to life.
A couple of minutes later Artemis returned with a big slice of lemon cheesecake and a latté, which he knew she's added extra syrup to, just for him.
"Order's up! Enjoy it babe, you've deserved it!"
Damien gave her a complimentary bow and a small wink.
The rest of the afternoon went flawless, Artemis practically moving around the café like a dancer with 30 years of experience.
One could tell she loved her job, and the patrons enjoyed her bubbly personality.
Damien envied her sometimes - she had a lot of friends, was willing to help everyone, and didn't get the stink-eye from a single soul.
She was so loveable, every time he felt down he just had to be near her for 5 minutes and he felt like he was soaring on high - you couldn't ask for a better friend.
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ENJOY! and feel free to comment! C:

Art, Artemis and Damien (c)
Penumbra (c)
Mike (c)
Hansel (c)
Zyck (c)
Grem2 (c) MrGremble

Description
For the January Prompt over at
Needed to move my story arch along~

Thank you for everyone who offered up their Grem2 for this! I had a hard time choosing between all the lovelies ;v;

The story is a bit short, but more meant to delve into the friendship Damien and Artemis shared~ (also sorry for any errors, English is not my first language!)
Hope you like it!

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Winter frost was starting to settle in most areas of the small town Damien called his home.
At day like these, he would be inside enjoying a tv-show, cocooned in his favourite blanket and wearing his woollen socks.
But despite every nice feeling the though brought to him, he had promised to help Artemis around the café today.
Artemis’s owner was out of town this week, and he knew Artemis would have a tendency to overwork herself and not take a day off despite the steady rush of customers, so he’d stepped in and offered his help.
Though waitering wasn't his strong suit, singing being more his career of choice, he knew Artemis would appreciate the help - and he might even get a slice of cake for free!
He'd tried conniving her to let him into the kitchen, but the look on her face told him she wouldn't let him anywhere near the batter!
Hopefully no-one he knew would be coming to the café today, otherwise he'd hear about it for weeks.
He gave the clock a quick look; 10:15. He had to be there at 10:30.
Artemis had been at shift from 8:00, and had demanded Damien slept in so he wasn't all groggy and complaining - not that he minded, but he would've come earlier if Artemis hadn't threatened to walk him home if he showed up early.
Besides, the show had dragged on till 12:30 last night, being one of the busier days since it was Thursday and people could see the end of the week nearing, so he had been pretty beat.
He pulled on a big coat, his favourite silver and yellow scarf, grabbed his bag from the counter and went out the front door of his owners apartment.
The apartment was located atop a cozy little Jazzlounge in midtown, and only a couple of streets away from the café - which did earn his coming there on multiple occasions.
There were no snowflakes clouding the air around him, but a fresh powder had fallen yesterday, and the curfew was a bit slippery.
He saw couples of Grem2's going down the streets, entangled in each others arms and smiling warmly.
Some years ago the sight wouldn't have bothered him, but something had changed recently, or someone had changed him.

Damien shook his head as he nearly walked into a lightpole. Now was not the time to ponder about those things, besides, he hardly knew the guy at all!
He needed to be strong! He wanted the guy to be thinking about him, daydreaming about how amazing he was, not the other way around!
... Maybe he'd come to the shop today.
Damien managed his way to the café with little trouble, almost slipping a couple of times, and went directly to the counter with much bravado, as if he owned the place.
"Mornin' Artemis! I am here for my shift"
The pink and black Grem2 poked out from the doors leading into the kitchen, securely located behind the counter, and smiled.
"For it to be a shift you had to be working here, and as I remember; waitering is not quite your style".
Damien huffed at that and laid his ears flat.
"I didn't mean it in a bad way! I'm just not used to running around and carrying stuff! Did you want my help or not though?"

Artemis giggled and pushed the door open with her back, carrying trays of two espressos and a plate of cookies in both hands.
"Sure I want your help sugar! Get back here and place you stuff in the breakroom, I'll get you an apron - just in case you trip~"

The day went on as one could've hoped. Damien only dropped 3 trays, one of them filled with coffee and the other two with used up plates, but somehow managed to save anything from breaking.
Luckily he hadn't spilled anything on any of the customers, and people had been generally patient with him - except some customers who wanted take-out coffee, and had claimed he wasn't fast enough putting lids on their styrofoam cups.
Damien knew how to handle critique though, and had given them a sugary-sweet smile and a "have a nice day!" to get them on their way - only Artemis knew he'd been a couple of second off from spitting snide remarks in their faces.
A lot of different creatures had come and gone as he'd been there, and while he had a lot of fun chit-chatting with the customers, he had more than enough after 5 hours of running around.
He sat down at one of the chairs and took of the apron, dramatically wiping his forehead with his right hand - which of course caught Artemis's attention.
"So, how do you reckon' your first day went?" Artemis all but teased. Damien knew she had been keeping a keen eye on him, and that she had shed a small tear every time he tripped.
"Pretty well! Though I'm soooooo beat right now.."
Artemis giggled again and took the apron from Damien, folded it over her right arm and gave him an apologetic look.
"Poor baby! Well, you did well sweetheart, I'm surprised! How about some coffee and a slice of cheesecake on the house, your favourite?"

Damien tried to feign being hurt at being called a baby, but the light in his eyes at the mention of those treats had him changing his demeanour in seconds - she knew he couldn't resist an offer like that.
He gave Artemis the biggest smile he had, and she trotted away with a small hum on her lips, obviously not as stressed as she could've been, and Damien felt proud of himself.
Damien looked around the café, eyeing the other customers. A lot had come and gone, and it was a ghost shift compared to how full the room had been just an hour ago.
People were starting to head home, and the streets were buzzing with life - though not as much as they'd be in an hour or two, but you could feel the city coming to life.
A couple of minutes later Artemis returned with a big slice of lemon cheesecake and a latté, which he knew she's added extra syrup to, just for him.
"Order's up! Enjoy it babe, you've deserved it!"
Damien gave her a complimentary bow and a small wink.
The rest of the afternoon went flawless, Artemis practically moving around the café like a dancer with 30 years of experience.
One could tell she loved her job, and the patrons enjoyed her bubbly personality.
Damien envied her sometimes - she had a lot of friends, was willing to help everyone, and didn't get the stink-eye from a single soul.
She was so loveable, every time he felt down he just had to be near her for 5 minutes and he felt like he was soaring on high - you couldn't ask for a better friend.
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ENJOY! and feel free to comment! C:

Art, Artemis and Damien (c)
Penumbra (c)
Mike (c)
Hansel (c)
Zyck (c)
Grem2 (c) MrGremble