Prompt: Could you possibly show how Vastra reacts when they run out of tea? Surely, she can't live on blood-wine forever...
This was an absolute disaster. There was no tea in the house. Outside was a raging blizzard meaning going to the store was suicidal. Jenny rubbed her forehead with nervousness. No tea in the house also meant death too. Madame with tea was a grumpy hissing cat. Without tea, well Jenny really didn't want to encounter that particular creature again anytime soon. For a moment, Jenny seriously contemplated which death was preferable before shaking her head. Vastra was just going have to do without tea today though Jenny made plans to hide the fragile items first before telling her the horrid news. Before she hid the china, Jenny glared at the roaring snowstorm outside.
Vastra huddled under all the covers as the storm raged on. Despite the fire going strong in the fireplace, Vastra could feel the chill slipping through the hidden holes in the walls and the blankets. These were the times she despised the humans most. Because they could self regulate their temperature, they just had to build a city where it was freezing. The Silurian questioned why she continued to live in this frigid environment before she heard the door creaked open.
Ah.
Her.
Vastra poked her head out of the covers and looked at Jenny in anticipation before frowning at the human's empty hands.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but there is no more tea."
The Silurian's eyes opened wide before she hissed in anger. She lifted the covers and quickly changed her mind. It was too cold to rage against defenseless plateware. She dove under the covers again.
"Get in."
Jenny was bracing herself for the incoming scaly storm but stumbled when Vastra simply buried herself in the blankets.
"What?"
The Silurian's head poked out from the covers as she glared at the human. "I'm cold and since you do not have hot tea with you, you get in."
Jenny blinked before finally did as requested. As soon as she slipped under the covers, Vastra pulled her close with a content sigh. It was uncomfortably warm but Jenny couldn't really bring herself to care as she snuggled back.
She made a mental note to "run out" of the tea on cold days more often.
