#aaand a dad who really just is along for the ride

[xbruised-peachx]

hi!!! i love your writing sm, especially for gromsko. you mentioned in the ABCS you only put one kink to shorten it but i was wondering if you could do a list of the kinks you think he has? 💗

EEEE thank you thank you! 💚💚💚 I'm glad you asked because now I get to think about it, really collect my thoughts so alrighty! Lemme crack my knuckles aaand...

𝔾𝕣𝕠𝕞𝕤𝕜𝕠 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥

Warnings: 🔞 MDNI, pure smut, fem!reader, marking, breeding, overstimulation, bondage, slight primal, incredibly slight somnophilia (it's about lazy mornings but I'll put it here just in case), little bit of Polish, not proof read, no Y/N

Marking I talked about this a lil in the ABC's but I'll go ahead elaborate; it embarrasses you to have to explain all the marks on your neck that trail onto your shoulders, and even ones people would never see, like the ones down to your breasts or dotting your inner thighs and along your hip bones. He can't help it... when he's driving into you, your heavy breathing making your chest rise closer to him. You're skin tempts him too much, he can't hold back licking it, biting it, sucking on it. He wants the world to know your his without him ever saying word. He looks at the little marks with pride, thinking of the memories of the night. He has to bite his lip to calm himself in public as he think about it. A little self perpetuating cycle... as every time he sees it, he wants to fuck you again, making new memories with little marks.

Breeding Now this I alluded to in the cum part of the ABC's but didn't elaborate to much on, but now I have the perfect opportunity to. Gromsko seems like the type to want a family, and thus, once you give your consent to him that he can cum inside, that's all he ever wants. He'll make sure you are getting every drop, especially if he's cumming multiple times. Even after he pulls out after it all, he'll kiss you softly, complimenting how good you did taking him, slowly slipping his fingers in to make sure not a drop is wasted. He'll even give a little taste, saying how you two even taste good together. He'll rub the little spot at the bottom of your tummy and up, saying how beautiful you'd look with his child. Not only would he be a good dad, but he would make sure you are taken care of the whole time leading up. Even if you're someone who doesn't want kids, or can't, it's not a deal breaker for him, though he might ask for a bit of roleplay, just for him.

Overstimulation Something I've gone into with Sowa Team but, he really loves working you up, getting you just to the brink of orgasm, but holding back just so he can enter you, letting you orgasm right as he's just starting. He lives for making you cum multiple times, encouraging you every time and letting you ride it out. While he doesn't like you in pain, he knows the tears that occasionally prick your eyes when he's buried deep in you are just from how good you feel. He gets even harder, even more worked up when he sees your makeup smudged, knowing you don't care anymore about your appearance, just giving into the pleasure he's giving you.

Taste/Smell I've talked about how much he loves eating you out, but this is not exclusive. I mentioned it in breeding but he'll slip his hand down after cumming inside. He loves your taste mixed with his. He loves even more when you take his offer and try yourself. Seeing your tongue wrap around his fingers before gently taking them in your mouth, sucking them clean. It almost gets him ready for a second round... and sometimes he will even go for it. He also just loves your smell; your perfume, your shampoo, body wash, and especially your natural smell. With your permission, he'll ask for your panties as a keepsake and he cherishes it on nights alone. He lives by the idea memories are ignited by scent, and is living proof of it himself.

Bondage/Shibari So actually, while playing with Lizzie, she mentioned the rope he has with his belt that wraps around.

So we we're joking like, "Oh why does he have that rope 😏"... but then I got to thinking like... that's actually really well tied and... why does he have it? (obviously actually for climbing and other emergency situations) I feel like he would actually enjoy shibari... He loves putting in that work then admiring it. And of course he would sit back, say how pretty you look in it. "Jak model." Running his hands over you while your restrained, adoring the way your body is lightly squished by the ropes. How beautiful it looks pressed against your skin. And if you offered to try it on him? He'd guide you through it the whole time, complimenting your work as he watched you intently, loving the way your fingers would just barely graze him. He'd clearly show his excitement unconsciously as he slowly got more turned on, harder and harder as the anticipation built. He'd be begging even while you're sat in his lap, bound and at your mercy... begging for more and for a release of all this tension.

Primal I feel like this is an unconscious kink he has, he doesn't even realize it. But he has a tendency to growl, the way he loves marking to show your his. Often when losing himself as he keeps going, he just will completely not speak English, not even being bothered to translate himself, complimenting you in Polish even if you can't understand him. He just needs to get out that he's yours and you're his. Maybe you'd point it out and he'd admit it but wouldn't go full into it, preferring to keep that hunter/warrior personality on the battlefield rather than in the bedroom... even if a little unconsciously leaks in.

Sleepy Sex He loves fuckin' first thing in the morning... He loves the way the sunrise looks on you as he's barely awake. Lazily rutting against you, holding your body close as he acts on instinct. Sloppy neck kisses as he whispers to you words you can't even distinct. The sleepiest rambling about how pretty you are, even light-hearted jokes about how such a beautiful woman got in his bed, how he must still be dreaming. He'll just hold your hips close, listening to your heavy breaths and soft moans as he worked you to get you ready. His usual praise would spill out as he pounded you from behind. He'd joke, saying it was better than any coffee on the market. This also is the only time he won't fall asleep after sex, instead the exact opposite.

...There's probably more I can't think of names of at the moment but I'm pretty sure these are the major ones.

#call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw2 #gromsko #gromsko mw2 #ask peach #gromsko x reader #sobiesław kościuszko #sobiesław kościuszko x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x reader #mw2 x reader #grom writing

[curechocolattymilk]

Finally attempting to draw/sketch fullbody works of my ocs lmao

Decided to also rework Otero’s look (Mei is staying the same, but she needs a ref regardless), nothing solid yet but have a super rough idea of Tei’s spawn # 1

Also if you realized i forgot to give his horns the correct color in the Vigilant outfit no you didn't

#for those wondering about skin texture #save for the darker scale patches its like touching a scaleless snake #majority of the rougher scales on Otero are located on his back fun fact #but uuh im also prob gonna be using him for a full Vigilant playthough? (He'd obv look more like an argonian in game) #but still thinking storywise on why he'd try n join at first #bcus growing up w a werewolf reptile dad who also kinda pokes at other daedra #a dad who has a bad past with one #aaand a dad who really just is along for the ride #Otero was p much taught alongside the rest of his siblings to be wary of the Vigilants #so uh fuck what i got so far is 'Tero kinda booked it to Dawnstar during a crisis(tm) #(weird dreams & also pressure from both fam & the public w Kaidan leading the Dragonguard & Tei seeming to move their way up to Emperor #& both kinda needing a heir. lotsa pressure for a lad who just wants to chill) #he initially brushed off Altano but the dude may or may not have used Otero's current insecurity/unsure state to their advantage #on convincing them to join idk like Altano invites him to the vamp hunt before taking him to the temple #hmm dunno dont want to make the mod's characters ooc but the jist is Otero really wasnt thinking clearly now he's in for chaos #bad daedric encounter must run in the family #but enought rambling i gotta sleep #skyrim #skyrim oc #argonian hybrid #rough doodle #wip #digital art #digital work #goat dad's work #Otero Perdes #also shit i really need to work on my watercolor final so yep bed time then early rise fdasfadsfasf

[to-hell-and-beyond]

“Are we saying this is a date?”

Robby Keene x Reader

This was an idea given to me by the amazing @anoncritc​! I changed it up a bt so they meet at the skatepark instead of the beach, put I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: After your Mother dragged you to California, you decide to go to the skatepark. You meet a handsome man who you grow close with. Maybe closer then friends?

Quick disclaimer: This is set before the events of Cobra Kai and in a fiction setting were Ali came to visit. Also would you guys like a part two were I did there date?

“I don’t understand Mom.” The H/c girl said to her mom as she drove. “Why would you bring your daughter along to visit your two ex-boyfriends, who are still not over your guy’s love triangle, like 35 years ago?”

Her Mom chuckled and made a left turn turn. “ I grew up here Y/n, this entire place means a lot to me. And besides it’s not that bad, I mean yeah they still have some grudges but it’s not like they're having a full on Karate War.”

I sighed as she grabbed her headphones from her bag and listened to music the rest of the car ride. Ali, my mom, had decided to bring me, her eldest daughter along to visit some of her old friends. 

“Aaand were here.” Ali said as she pulled into the hotel’s parking lot. There were a few cars, mainly fancy ones because this was a 5 star hotel. It had marble pillars and looked like something out of Rome. We quickly got their abgs and made it into their room.

It was a nice room, with light blue linen sheets and a white duvet. There were two beds, one for me and one for my Mom. There was a big room and lots of space, and a window that overlooked the buildings, I bet that it would be a very pretty view when the sun was setting. I dropped my things and fell on the bed.

“You know Y/n, It’s going to be a while before our dinner reservations with the LaRusso’s. There’s a skatepark just down the street. How about you go check that out?” She asked as she pulled up her phone. I had always liked to skate in my free time. It was like a fun hobby I had on the side.

“That sounds cool Mom. I’ll see around 6?” I asked as I pulled my skateboard from my bag and made sure I had my phone in my bag.

“Shure Sweete. Don’t be out too late ok?” She reminded me as she looked up from her phone. My Mother was always on her phone these days. Ever since Dad left she’s been on a search to find herself again. Good news is she did, bad news is she did on social media.

“I won’t Mom!” I yelled and rushed out of the hotel room. I wanted to spend as much time as I could at the skatepark. The one we had back home was cool, but I heard the ones in California were better.

After a few directions with google maps I had found myself at the skatepark my Mom had told me about. There were already a few people already there. I noticed a boy doing handstands and thought he was pretty cool. I had yet to master that trick.

I got my board and began to skate. I did that for a while, going down on ramps, doing a cool trick here and there before I was bumped into. I feel down, glad I had knee-pads on, and looked up to see the boy before.

“I’m sorry are you ok?” He reached his hand but all I could do was stare. He had the biggest ocean eyes I have ever seen and soft hair. We both stared at each other for what felt like hours before breaking out of our gaze. Guess the sounds of skateboards, traffic and yelling could ruin a moment like that.

“Y-yeah sorry I wasn't looking.” I took his hand and he quickly helped to pull me up.

“No worries. My name is Robby.” I laughed at his cute expression before shaking his hand. He looked so cute- Wait what? What was I thinking? I had only met this guy?

“Y/n.”

“Well Y/n I’ve never seen you around you?” He asked.

I laughed as we began to walk around the skate park. “ My mom decided to come back to her routes and go visit some of her old friends. She decided that I should tag along so here I am now.”

We both laughed as we talked more and more. Turns out we had a lot in common! Both skate enthusiasts, have daddy issues, a Mother who ignores them and overall good chemistry.

“Shoot.” I said as I looked at the time on my phone. “My Mom’s going to have my head If I’m late to this dinner she’s having with her ex and his family. How about I call you sometime?”

“Shure.” He quickly tipped his phone number in my phone and I did the same with his. I guess I don’t really have a good excuse for what happened next, but my instincts overtook me. I quickly pressed a kiss on him. At first she was surprised and I was scared he didn’t want this to happen but, he quickly relaxed and went along with it.

We both broke apart and took deep breaths. I turned around to see we had walked all the way back to the hotel.

“I’ll call you sometime?” I asked him. I really hoped he said yes.

“Yah, have fun during your dinner.” He quickly kissed my cheek as he put his skateboard on the ground and began to skate home. 

I touched the place on my cheek where he had just kissed and stared as his figure became smaller and smaller as he salted away. I had expected a lot of things during this trip, but I knew I had to have my first crush and maybe if I'm lucky my first boyfriend.I felt my phone vibrate from my bag and was quick to grab it.

123-456-780: Me and you tomorrow at the dinner across the street?

I giggled before changing the contact and replying.

Y/n: I’ll be there.

Robby: Are we saying this is a date?

Y/n: If you want it to be.

I held my breath as I saw the dots and the bottom of the screen saying he was typing back. Why had I just sent him that message? Great job Y/n.

Robby: Guess I’ll pick you up at 1 then.

I let out a breath I didn’t even now I was holding before giggling. I was so excited! But all the hype would have to wait after the dinner. I quickly put my phone in my bag and walked inside the hotel. Wonder what will happen in our day tomorrow?

#robby keene x reader #robby keene #robby keene imagine #cobra kai #fanfiction #oneshot #imagine #part 2?

[vancilocs]

Is kabal and zephi on the table 👀 just dont answer what doesnt apply aaand colm and naomi?

they have a Thing going on

Who's the one who's reckless and always getting into trouble while the other gotta pull em out

They both think the other is the reckless one! But not getting in trouble, just being careless. Kabal would always like to make sure Zephi gets home safe and Zephi makes Kabal promise he drives safely

Colm doesn't think there's anything reckless about Naomi going into the forest during new moon, his mom disagrees

Who's the one to send the other "I love my gf/bf" memes

Kabal sends memes appreciating rude and powerful women who kick him in the nuts

If they had phones, Naomi more

Who's the one who listens to a music genre the other doesn't like and how does the other react

Kabal is dad rock 100% and that's his playlist when on roadtrips, Zephi is welcome to suggest other songs or even make her own roadtrip playlist if she wants to, but please don't be rude abt his taste in music

They'd both listen to folk rock sampled with mushroom growth sounds and throat singing

How one spoils the other more and do they ever get competitive to show the other more love

Not really? Zephi spoils Kabal by letting him stay at her place for a night or two, he spoils her by giving her flowers sometimes

Colm spoils Naomi by giving her extra affection, Naomi spoils Colm by letting him be by himself sometimes (but makes sure solitude doesn't drive him into a worse headspace)

How many years did it take to get married or was it just not for them

They haven't even discussed being serious yet, marriage isn't a big thing for either so like. It's whatever

Weddings and marriage aren't really a big thing in the clan, people just end up together and move in together and have kids without there necessarily being a ceremony (more like just a bonfire party). They just... became an item.

Are their friends/family supportive

Yeah... mostly. Mehara is fine with Zephi, Hafza is happy for her dad, Gabriel is pleased Zephi might have found someone fun. Herah is still very dubious but also doesn't want to interfere too much, Zephi is a grown woman who can do her own decisions

Very much so, Mahran is so happy to see Colm happy and she also very much likes Naomi. Myra couldn't be more pleased, Kaede is glad and Koldun doesn't really care but he's not very close with Colm in the first place

How does one comfort the other when the other is in distress/having a panic attack/crying

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Naomi has to be careful because if she spooks Colm when he's agitated he will teleport by accident and she doesn't want him dropping himself off the rooftop again. Just speak to him calmly, give him his own space, reassure him he's safe and at home. If he allows, hold his hand or hug him. If Naomi's crying or otherwise distressed Colm will just hug her and pet her hair until she's okay.

Which one dissociates

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Colm mainly

Which one stares at the other's booty like "damn" and how does the other react when catching them

Both honestly and neither really minds? Kabal will just ask if Zephi likes what she sees

Neither much, sometimes it's fun to walk past and give the other's butt a pat just to hear them giggle

When they live together what kinda place do they live in? What does their home look like?

More like what does Zephi's place look like, Kabal is practically homeless lmao

Cozy and warm, not too small so it fits their kids later on as well, decorated with dried plants and wreaths and branches etc., a bit messy sometimes but it's very much a home and a very comforting place

What do their dates look like

Grabbing fast food or going to a diner after work at like midnight or 2am, maybe going to a bar for a couple, Kabal being invited to Zephi's place, he brings flowers and gets tied to a chair

Go for a long forest walk, maybe take some food along and have a picnic on a cliff or something, enjoy calm nature, have a snuggle, kiss a little, avoid werewolves,

How does each act when getting drunk

Kabal gets louder and more jovial, careful not to trip all over his long-ass legs

Naomi gets a little giggly and very talkative, will talk your ear off about the stars and bones and how you can see the future if you do this this and this under the full moon. Colm starts sobbing inconsolably

Which one rolls over in the morning to wake up the other one just to kiss them

Could be a delicate way for Zephi to say you need to leave my apartment

Naomi, but after letting Colm sleep for a while

Have they saved each other's lives before

Nope

Nah

Does one have an interest the other thinks is weird but wants to listen to it regardless

Zephi has to introduce Kabal into BDSM delicately so he realizes it's a bit more than just handcuffs

Colm might not quite get Naomi's psychic tendencies but he knows it's important to her and people haven't always believed her about it, so he will listen to whatever she has to say

Which one uses cropped hentai as reaction images

I don't think Kabal even crops it

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Does one of them kinkshame the other

Kabal will let Zephi know of his limits but he never shames her

Naomi has no kinks, Colm is ace

Is one of them self-conscious about their body? If so how does the other comfort them

I don't know if either, Zephi is shy but fine about her body in general

Colm has the scar on his belly from that time his dad stabbed him he's uncomfortable about, Naomi just doesn't acknowledge it. He's not super comfortable being undressed anyways so just let him keep his clothes on and he's alright

What song do they listen to while going on a joyride

Kabal has a whole playlist of dad rock and synths for his hours-long drives

What kinda joyrides do they go on? Relaxing ones or wild ones?

Relaxing for Kabal at least, excitement for Zephi when he moves on the highway and speeds up

Do people ever get annoyed of their PDA

Herah gets annoyed at Kabal for breathing but otherwise not really? They don't really show it anyways

Never, it's just cute.

Would they live in the city or the country

It's whatever for Kabal. He'd be going on a long ride nowhere anyways

They live a bit outside the village proper, more quiet which they prefer

Are either of them mentally ill, if so how do they help one another cope

I don't think so? Zephi is just shy.

Colm is a mess of PTSD and general anxiety, Naomi is just weird otherwise but she's very quiet, calming and comforting so if Colm wants to talk she's always available to listen and if he wants to be alone she'll make sure he's fed/warm/dry at least

Does one have a spot on them where they would melt when the other kisses them there

Inner thighs, neck almost behind the ear, throat when his head is bent back for Kabal

Naomi lives for cheek and forehead kisses (and kisses on the mouth), Colm likes kisses on his head

Do they dance together

They could hit a club, sure. Kabal is not super good at it, but passable

Hum a song and sway together at home, if real happy maybe even do a little dance at a bonfire party

Do they sing together

I could see them (or at least Kabal) belting out a tune in the kitchen or something when there's a good song on the radio

Sometimes, one starts humming and the other one joins

Which one is better at cooking than the other and makes most the dinners

Zephi is probably better, Kabal sustains himself on fast food mainly

They both kinda suck. Colm can grill a pheasant on a firepit but that's about it, and Naomi can chop up a cucumber and put some leaves on top. Mahran teaches them how to make the basic casserole before they starve

Are they a reckless couple or safe

Bordering on reckless?

Very safe

What be they kinks and do they try each other's kinks

Kabal isn't aversed to milfs and femdom but Zephi had him topped (hee hee) with bondage. The rougher stuff he will need to be eased into but he's always open for new experiences

Their kinks are Love and Care and Pants On Hugging

What would be their Valentine's gifts be to each other

A bouquet, some candy and a pack of condoms from Kabal

If they knew what it was, a good dinner and flowers.

Do they get into fights often? If so, what do they fight over and how do they make up?

They're not really in a serious enough relationship to have fights

They don't fight

Which one's top, bottom, verse

Both verses, but when Zephi tops she tops hard

What kinda sex they be having

If Kabal gets to pick, just... regular with a touch of rough. If Zephi gets to pick, he's screaming for mercy by the end

If Colm's ace ass is even in the mood it's lights off shirts on missionary

Who would fight in honor for the other if someone would insult them

Kabal would get mad if someone insulted Zephi, he wouldn't immediately throw hands but he'd be very vocal like hey, apologize to the lady

Don't get Colm angry the guy knows blood magics he doesn't have full control over

Do they want kids

Naaaaah. Kabal has a grown up daughter whom he adores and who's the light of his life, but he doesn't want more nor does Zephi

Yeah and they have a couple!

#colm is a very sensitive boy. #long oc thing #but like if herah hears zephi complain about kabal even once she will call a hitman

[aeromuses]

 Ch. 2 Valentine Blues (A Hey Arnold Fan Fiction)

   Previous Chapter.

   “Across, through the loop, a little adjusting, a little tug AAAND - perfect!” 

   Despite his previous Valentine blues, Arnold now had a patient, almost smug little smile on his face, upon looking back at his reflection in the mirror, holding onto his tie as confidently as he could, before reaching up to graze his fingers through the ends of his cornflower hair like they were a comb, making sure it stood up straight. He was proud of himself for remembering the way Gerald had taught him to to tie a tie last summer, unlike his cooky grandfather, who he appreciated more than anyone, but who was also just a little too old to remember things like tying a tie. 

   “Maybe Gerald was right and...all I needed was that nap.” 

   Maybe tonight there will even be someone as dateless as I am. Yeah, that’s the spirit.

   Meanwhile...

   With Helga’s phone buzzing uncontrollably, nearly vibrating off the end of her bed, she was getting ready as quickly as possible. Of course she was lucky to have a dad who ran beepers, but God were they LOUD when they wanted to be, just beeping all over the place. 

   “Gee whiz, Phoebe, just a second!”

   Doesn’t she know that i’m getting ready? The words ‘Arnold’ and ‘dance’ didn’t register in her little miss smarty pants brain?

   In spite of everything however, Helga answers nonchalantly, resting her Bob’s Beepers cell phone between her ear and her shoulder. She was in a pretty decent mood after all, despite the slow burn of nervousness that she had grown accustom to when it came to Arnold related things.  “Helga G. Pataki.” Always, always professional...

   Putting her multi-tasking skills to work, she yanks a collection of hanging dresses all to one side, nearly stepping inside of her stand in closet that’s filled with pink to the rim, until she finally finds the one perfect dress she’s looking for, reserved all the way in the back. “Aha! Yeah, you were saying Phoebe?” 

   Cheap brush dipping into her semi-stale mascara, getting to the good stuff at the bottom of the half-way goopy bottle, she begins to doll up her eyelashes, listening intently. “Uh-huh...oh, criminey! Phoebe, do you have any high-heeled shoes that I could borrow? I just...for some reason, I just can’t seem to find my other heel!”

   Meanwhile, on the other line...

   “I will be there in exactly 1 minute and roughly 30 seconds, Helga. Already fully prepared and on my way. Remember the last time you dressed as Cecile? Well if I remembered correctly, I recall you reporting that you lost one of your heels that exact night you wore them, and well...since then I’ve been keeping an extra pair under my bed, just in case. That’s precisely what i’ve been trying to tell you this entire time. So sorry for all of the phone calls, I just HAD to reach you, you see...”

   “Oh, wow.” Phoebe really was impressive. How did she do it? Well, there was no time to question that. However, at the end of the other line, she could somehow hear her friend smile before saying, “I know you would do the same if it were me in similar circumstances with Gerald...not that I would ever land in said circumstances myself, but well...you get what I mean. It’s the very least I could do Helga.” 

   Did I really leave my shoe behind that night? 

   Helga’s memory, suddenly coming up foggy as she pondered this question. She was feeling so many emotions that night, that she had forgotten how she had even gotten home all on her own in the dark, probably wanting to head straight back before Arnoldo noticed anything too characteristic of the girl behind the mask.

   “Phoebe, you really are too good to me. Just come on in, okay? Bob is watching TV downstairs and Miriam is passed out.” 

   Smiling to herself, she hit the ‘end call’ button. She was actually pretty excited to see Phoebe, and even go to the dance together. Sure, Geraldo was still a total geek, but he wasn’t half bad for Phoebe she supposed. As long as he didn’t mean funny business! Everyone knew that they would be talking to ol’ Betsy if that were ever the case.

   Hearing a light 3 knocks on her parents door down below, despite her insisting that Phoebe just barge right in, she knew that was indicative of her friend’s arrival, which meant soon, very soon, Cecile would be making her way to P.S. 118. 

   BACK AT THE DANCE

   “See, Arnold? This ain’t so bad.” An optimistic Gerald chimed in, as he and his best friend leaned beside the punch bowl. “They’ve even got your man playin’-”

   “Dino Spumoni.” They both said in unison. “Yeah, you’re right Gerald. I don’t know what I was thinking, moping around back there. There’s more to dances than just...girls, I guess. Take this punch bowl, for instance. It’s not entirely bad once you get past the tartness...it’s actually, actually pretty good for-”

   “Couldn’t help but overhear you enjoying that punch, Arnold, Gerald? I’m happy you like it! It’s homemade, straight from Sheena’s kitchen! Gee, we must have spent about an entire hour making it the other night, isn’t that right Sheena?” 

   “Oh, yes!” The hippie-looking girl replied just about as squeakily as Eugene, only more relaxed, her usual content smile on her face, before nodding and grabbing another refill of punch.

   “You were saying Arnold?” Gerald had a look of amusement on his face, as Arnold sheepishly tugged at his collar, laughing unhumorously, a bit nervous now about tasting Eugene’s punch, despite having decided long ago that him being a ‘jinx’ was just all in his head.

   “Yeah, right.” Arnold only smirked, his eyelids suddenly drooping over his eyes, the way they always did, drifting off to the sound of Dino Spumoni’s music. Before he knew it, he was off in his own world, the chatter of the children around him simply fading away as he melted into a putty of relaxation. The entire room felt like a boat, rocking back and forth in a gentle swing, as Arnold’s creative mind processed the tune filling up the auditorium, each musical note causing him to drift away farther. 

   That is, until...

   “C-Cecile?” 

   From the corner of his eye, he could have sworn-

   “Hey, ARNOLD. Hey Arnold!”

   “Huh?” His head whipped around for a moment, confused. As Gerald was speaking to him, he could have sworn he had heard Harvey the postman speaking in his low, mature tone. “Hey Arnold, you still got those Valentine’s Blues?” He had heard the voice say, before snapping right back out of it, and once again hopping back to reality, a very concerned looking Gerald staring at him. 

   “Cecile? Who’s Cecile? You mean that pen-pal from France from a couple years ago? The one I took to get hamburgers?”

   “Yeah! Wait, yes, but n-no. I saw her, right there Gerald!” He exclaimed, pointing to where the blur of pink had flashed before him. “But not Cecile-Cecile...Cecile! The other Cecile! I mean...it’s confusing.”

   “ARNOLD, snap outta’ it. What would Cecile be doing here, on Valentine’s day? We live in America, remember? And say what?” He exclaimed, simply worried for his pal. He couldn’t explain how much it really freaked him out when Arnold pulled stuff like this. It was like, inside his head it made sense, but on the outside it didn’t look good at all. 

   “Gerald, I can’t explain it any better than you can. I was drinking Eugene’s punch, just listening to Dino’s music, and the whole room got all...weird, and-and-”

   “Whatever you say, Arnold...whatever you say. Hey, i’m gonna go grab a slice of one of those cakes and bring it over to Phoebe. She likes the lemon meringue best. You gonna be alright? Maybe lay off that punch for a while...” Gerald couldn’t help but snicker, wondering how anyone would let Eugene participate in making the punch for the whole grade to begin with. 

   Meanwhile, Arnold was still trying to piece things together. Phoebe? Since when did Phoebe walk in here? Didn’t she always come in with...Helga? Just her name alone, causing an almost involuntary shutter to wash over Arnold. Thinking of Helga was still, well...a little awkward, just like it had been running into her the other day. 

   It was strange though, that Phoebe would walk in all alone. She wasn’t exactly the type to walk or ride all the way to school by herself. And yet he had just seen her, stepping through the entrance way alone. Or was that the same time he saw Cecile walk in?

   Arnold blinked a few times, rubbing his forehead as if to correct his thought pattern, only even more confused than before. Well, it wasn’t exactly his business anyway...and Phoebe would be okay now that she had Gerald to escort her. He had always had this habit of watching over others, making sure that they were getting along okay.

   With a sigh, he stared down at his cup of punch, watching his funny, semi-distorted reflection before tossing it into the nearest garbage hiding underneath one of the impressively set up tables of snacks. He had to admit, this year the decorations were looking much better than the last. It was almost like the place was set up to take place in France or something, with all of the Paree related designs. 

   Just then, it was nearby that he heard Rhonda Wellington speaking to Nadine and Peapod kid, a look of satisfaction on her face. “I stayed up ALL night, just designing this entire area. I would say it’s the best dance to date, since the most popular girl designed it.” 

   At that, Nadine nodded, half-smiling, half-smirking to herself, just happy that Rhonda seemed to be placing her energy into something creative. A moment later, they all threw their heads back and laughed dramatically. “Quite impressive, miss Wellington...quite impressive.” Said Peapod kid.

   Well, I guess this was it. Without a date, he would just stand here and observe, watching everything and everyone around him as he often tended to do, just letting the evening unravel, allowing himself to space out just a little bit, all the while the lights turned down low, only a small flicker appearing.

   But wait...

   Another flicker, and another...

   Soon those same soft flickers were washing over the dance floor in an array of tiny hearts, a slow tune playing to paint a pretty picture. In the center of the dance floor, Arnold couldn’t believe it. No one else was paying attention, all in their own little world at the snack bar or getting their picture taken, leaving this one, singular spot secluded, just for the two of them. 

   “Cecile?” 

   “Ar-nold.” There came that interesting accent, causing a small, nostalgic smile from Arnold himself.

   “Is that really you? Am I...imagining things?”

   “I...are you happy to see me?” 

   “I...don’t know, Cecile, it’s just-” His thoughts speaking for themselves, it wasn’t as though he weren’t happy to see Cecile, just confused more than anything. 

   “Arnold, dance with me.” She almost whispered, attempting to hide the desperation in her tone.

   “I...I can’t. Not until I, know who you are.” 

   “What...what do you mean?” And there it was, that soft tone that came out from under Cecile’s accent every so often, that made Arnold all the more intrigued, but also suspicious, and most of all, curious. 

   “Cecile, how did you even get here?” 

   Despite Arnold’s previous claim, he had found himself placing his hands on her upper waist, where it was proper to dance, as her shaky arms nervously lowered onto his shoulders, following suit, while the hands of said shaky arms were lowered, trying their best to remain graceful sitting atop his shoulders, just barely brushing his neck and hairline.

   And that’s when they began their dance, Arnold’s eyebrow raised, reminding Helga of the April Fool’s Dance, just a tinge of embarrassment coming to her cheeks. “I...like I said, I can’t tell you who I am.” Her voice plain as day, Arnold was peering into her eyes, searching... just searching. 

   Then, suddenly, just as quickly as the curiosity had arrived, it had also disappeared, his expression dropping to a relaxed smile, eyelids drooping downward in all of their half-lidded glory, for the girl before him. “You know, it’s been a while since i’ve seen you Cecile, and i’ve...grown up a little since then. You may even say, I forgive you for what happened.” 

   Forgive me? Was he being serious? Helga’s thoughts screamed to her from under her veil. God, Arnold thought he was such a noble steed! So far along his own moral compass to realize that she didn’t exactly need his APPROVAL or rather, forgiveness for what happened. What WAS he so SMUG about anyway?

   Not realizing her hidden personality coming out to say hello, however, amongst her coupled secret thoughts of judgement, she murmured out sarcastically. “Oh, wow, thanks.” Only to retrace her steps both mentally and physically, seeing as she involuntarily began backing up with her dancing heels as well, nearly tripping backwards.

   It was then, without realizing, that they were suddenly doing the tango, the music having switched up a notch as a new musician took up the stage. “I, I mean-” She sputtered out, but it was too late. Arnold had that dreaded smirk on his face and he was taking her all over the dance floor, gripping her waist and wrist so very tightly as they danced in union, dipping her back and causing her to nearly have a heart attack.

  “Monsieur!” She squeaked. “Too fast - you’re going too fast!” If she wasn’t too careful, she was sure she would end up punching Arnoldo’s lights out. What could she say? He just brought it right back out of her, I guess, with his infuriating little mind tricks. And she thought she was bad. Is this how he had treated Lila, and all the other girls? Well no wonder he was dateless! Criminey! 

   “Don’t do the tango back in France, huh?” Arnold had no idea what was going on with him, but he just couldn’t stop. He knew that Cecile wasn’t who she said she was, but why was he feeling so...just so, like he had to do this? Had to get BACK at her somehow? 

   But his thoughts of course were interrupted, by the speechless look on Cecile’s face, looking almost as though she were crying out for help, as her eyes wandered off to the snack bar far behind them, searching for her best friend, Arnold just barely noticing this behavior, as his eyes wandered with her own.

   PHOEBE....PHOEBE, SAVE ME!

   Back on the other side of the bar.

   “Did you guys hear something?” Came a peep from the short, dark-haired girl.

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Lonely Eyes Part 2

So...That little thing I was working on has another part to it....AAAND I’ve been sitting on it for awhile, because I love/hate it. I really don’t think I captured Hudson well, at all. I tried to make it funny and I was hyped up on too much Monster. So, there’s that. I just really think Wren and Rowan are chaotic dumbasses together sometimes, and it really shows here. Anyway! Here’s the thing with the stuff. @chazz-anova you seriously helped in convincing me to do this lol

“You set her up with who?!” Hudson asked, completely flabbergasted. She groaned as she shook her head, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Of all fucking people, Rowan.”

I chuckled under my breath as I took a bite of the yogurt I was working on. Rowan had stopped by to eat a late breakfast with me and Hudson. Of course, she immediately demanded I tell her what happened. I shrugged, giving her just the bare minimum. I was still embarrassed for how everything had turned out, and I had gone home with the smell of sandalwood in my hair. I did not need them knowing about John Seed, especially since Hudson seemed to work closely with him a lot of the time.

“Eli fishes with him sometimes. I don’t know him well, but I thought it would be worth a shot! He’s friends with Pratt—”

“That should have been your first flag, Ro.” Hudson snorted before popping a piece of her bagel in her mouth. I laughed fully as I leaned back against my chair. “I mean, you’re with Jacob Seed all the time. You couldn’t have set her up with—”

“I am not with Jacob all the time!” Rowan gasped out, becoming defensive. “We just hunt sometimes.”

Hudson raised her brow as she stared at Rowan. “You hunt all the time, liar. Just do it, man. Seriously. It’s so obvious you two are into each other.”

“It’s true, dear!” Nancy chimed in from the next room and we laughed as Rowan’s face burned red. One of the disadvantages of having such a small office. Everyone heard everything if you weren’t careful. “Bye, girls! You have a good one!”

We turned to see two women walk out, one blonde and the other a darker, almost a dirty blonde. They both smiled at Nancy as they made their way to the exit. The oldest had honey brown eyes, her long hair pinned back and framing her face. She had a yellow sundress that reminded me of a warm summer day. The youngest had flowers printed on her white dress. They exchanged looks, both smiling with a secret hiding behind their bright eyes. They waved at us as the made their way outside.

“Who are they?” I asked.

“Oh, that’s Whitney and Faith Seed. They stop by here and there for Whitehorse, you know, to help with organizing community benefit stuff with their church. They’re probably here about the county fair. Faith is the baby sister and Whitney is married to one of the brothers.”

“Which one?” I blurted out without thinking. Rowan and Joey eyed me, and I tried to recover. “I mean, how many brothers are there? There’s two, right?”

“Three.” Hudson corrected with a laugh. “Whitney is married to the middle brother, Joseph, and they have a couple of kids together. He’s a pastor at the church further North.”

“Oh.” I replied.

“So, what did you say? When the guy came back from the bathroom?” Rowan asked, folding her hands together as they supported her chin. I just sighed and smirked, twirling my spoon in the cup of yogurt.

“Told him off for being rude and disrespectful, you know? Then said that girls love to go mudding.”

“Hell yeah we do.” Hudson chimed in, taking a sip from her coffee.

“I may or may not have told him that girls didn’t like guys with small dicks who use their dad’s money to buy trucks they can’t drive.”

“Deputy Blake!” Nancy cried as we lost it.

“Sorry Nancy!” I called back as we began crying from laughing so hard.

“You—you should have seen his face!” I gasped out. “Oh my god!”

“What did he say?!” Rowan gasped through her fits of laughter.

“He called me a bitch and a fucking tease, then left saying he couldn’t handle my crazy shit.” I replied with a shrug, calming down a bit.

“Wow. What an ass. I’m gonna get him the next time I pull him over for drinking and driving. John won’t protect his ass this time.” Hudson scoffed with a smug smile on her face, a mischievous glint in her dark eyes.

I frowned as I gave Hudson a look. “What do you mean?”

“Meh, Trey’s dad would hire John to defend his son every time he got in trouble. He used to have some sway here in Hope County. Used to be mayor before Virgil. Anyway, John got tired of it, defending this guy over and over for him to just end up repeating the same shit. So, he told him the next time his son gets caught, find another attorney, and pray it’s a good one.”

“John said that?” I breathed out as Rowan eyed me.

“Fuck yeah he did. Well, he would have to pull someone from Missoula and even then, with John’s reputation? There’s no fucking way. Big time Atlanta lawyer? There was no way he wasn’t making waves showing up here. Whitehorse was thankful, you know? For once he had someone that wasn’t afraid to cross that damn family. He knows his shit, man.” She threw me a smirk at me. “Oh, does he know his shit. You wanna get set up with someone? John Seed, sweetie. Ride that train.”

“I thought you said you hated him.” I wanted to ignore her comment, but I couldn’t ignore the fluttering in my stomach as I looked back down at my cup of yogurt.

“No, I said I can’t stand him half the time. And that’s when he’s defending someone I’m trying to put away.” A door open and closed, and we could hear Nancy’s low voice talking from the next room over, deeper voices answering her in return. “Don’t get me wrong, he can be a bit arrogant and cocky —”

“He can be sweet, too.” Rowan interjected in his defense as she threw Hudson a look. But Hudson just kept going.

“—But the guy can back it. Fucker knows he’s good looking, too. Knows he has a certain affect on people, good or bad. I swear he can read people like the back of his hand.” Hudson sighed as she tore another piece of her bagel. “Either way, don’t listen to Rowan the next time she thinks you’ll hit it off with someone. Come to me before she sets you up. I’ll save you, Rook.” She smiled as she popped the piece in her mouth.

Rowan threw her hands up and rolled her eyes. I just shook my head and took another bite of my yogurt. I decided right then that it was a good call on my part to keep the details about what happened with him under wraps. I could only imagine the lash back for that. We heard deep laughter then, pulling our attention to the next room. Whitehorse and Pratt were standing near the front, laughing and talking with none other than John Seed. He laughed at something Whitehorse said as the Sheriff shook his head. Briefly, just briefly, his blue eyes met mine. In that second, my heart seized as panic filled my veins. I didn’t know just a glance could hold so much weight, it was practically unbearable as I recalled the utter humiliation that resulted from our last run in. I look away immediately, all the liquid courage I had last night was no longer there to help me out of my shell. I fought the urge to run and hide, but I was at work for fuck’s sake, I needed to get over it. The embarrassment would go away…eventually. Then I would be able to show my face around him without a threat of a blush or the memory of his breath fanning across my skin. I gave an involuntary shiver at the thought.

“Deputy Hudson, Deputy Blake—" I jump clean out of my skin before Hudson and I both turn to see Whitehorse approaching us, just in time for him to catch sight of Rowan. My eyes widened a bit as his face twisted in confusion. “Palmer? What the hell--? What are you doin’ here?” Rowan and I shared a quick look, trying to figure out the excuse we were gonna use this time. We both turned, word vomiting in front of everyone at the same time.

“We’re long lost fraternal twins—”

“Ride along.”

Whitehorse’s brows furrowed as I took in what Rowan had said. I place my fist against my mouth as I shot her a look. You’ve got to be kidding me. Rowan’s mouth is a straight line, her eyes wide as realization dawned on her. Snapping her fingers and then pointing at me, she gives Whitehorse a smile.

“Ride along.” I shook my head slowly in disbelief as I stared at her, my fingertips pressing into my temple for support. I couldn’t meet anyone’s eyes at this point. How the hell was this person becoming my best friend? “Just like Wren said. I’m, uhm…riding along for the day.”

Whitehorse crossed his arms as Pratt snickered next to John as they stood behind Earl. “Rowan Palmer, I’ve known you almost all your life. Not once have you shown an interest in law enforcement. Even after you came back from the military.”

“People change, Sheriff.” Rowan insisted. He cocked a brow at her, and Hudson chuckled before chiming in.

“Wren and I were just taking Rowan’s statement. There was a bad run in with a park ranger last night, and it was Rowan’s fault.”

“That’s the third time you’ve changed your story in the past five minutes.” His honey voice rang out, a light amusement in his tone. I didn’t dare look at him, but I knew his blue eyes would be full of amusement with a smirk on his lips. “Even I wouldn’t want to defend you if you were on trial, Hudson.”

She glared at him, immediately taking the bait. “Nobody asked you, Seed. Besides, Rowan would be the one on trial. You know, for setting her up with Trey fucking Kohrs—”

“Hey!” Pratt cried out as Whitehorse let out a sigh. “That’s my best friend you’re talking about!”

“Well, fuck—” Hudson caught the way I crinkled my nose and she held her hand up. “I stand corrected. Non-fuck your best friend. It’s Rowan’s fault for setting them up, and he should be put on trial for how he treated my partner. Do your fucking job, Mr. Hotshot Attorney. He’s a fucking cu—”

“Deputy Hudson!” Nancy shrieked in horror from the next room. I turned slowly and stared at Hudson, completely mortified. I realized quickly that I was wrong, oh so wrong. I told them about how the person next to me had heard everything and made a snide comment at the end, but that was it. Maybe if I had told them from the beginning, this wouldn’t be happening. I tried to avoid trouble, tried to avoid it turning into something else or maybe escaped some teasing I knew Hudson would’ve thrown my way. But I underestimated how much damage these two could do when kept in the dark. Hudson smirked at me as I glared at her. Rowan whipped her had around so fast, I wasn’t sure how she didn’t snap her damn neck.

“Shut up, Joey!” She hissed. “That was so not my fault! Trey—"

“Alright.” Whitehorse cut in, raising his hands in a calming fashion before giving Rowan a look. “You know what I’m gonna say—”

“We’re in a polyamorous relationship, so I’m visiting my wife and mistress at work. It’s important for our communication and love life, Sheriff. Happy wife, happy life.” Hudson and I both look at Rowan as Pratt loses it, bent over and clutching his stomach as he leans against a desk for support. Whitehorse’s face goes red, and in the corner of my eye, I can see Nancy peeking around the corner. I didn’t dare look up to meet the blue eyes I felt burning a hole in my face. I wanted nothing more than for a black hole to appear and swallow me whole.

“Are you serious?” I asked, finally breaking my silence as my hands come up in absolute horror at the turn of events. “You couldn’t stick with ride along? You had to go that far—"

“What the fuck?” Hudson asked as she stares Rowan down.

“Number four.” Pratt muttered as he elbowed John.

“Shut up, I panicked!” Rowan replied, getting defensive. She looked at Whitehorse while pointing at me. “That’s my wife and you can’t destroy our love.”

“But I’m not gay—"

“Why is she the wife?” Hudson’s voice rising in pitch as she glared at Rowan incredulously. “I’ve known you way longer.” Rowan threw Hudson a smirk, her eyes full of wrath.

“That’s the point.”

My eyes widened as Hudson slumped back with a scoff. “Fine. Neither of you are my type, anyway.”

“Wren is wifey material, Joey. Total babe.” Rowan shrugged then, making a show of examining her nails. “Besides, she’s a silver-tongued devil, you know? Comes in handy.”

“No. Please just stop.” I beg as I rest my face in my hands in pure embarrassment from the sexual innuendo. This was my best friend. This person in front of me. “For the love of God, please stop.” I could hear Nancy choking on her coffee in the next room, the Sheriff shuffling uncomfortably. Pratt just laughed harder. Rowan wasn’t usually one to pull something like this, from what I had known of her, but she always became flustered when nervous or caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to.

“You’re married to your long-lost fraternal twin, and you’re here for a ride along with her and the mistress in your relationship?” Pratt wheezed out. All I wanted in this moment was for it to end. This was too much.

Rowan hesitated for a second. “Yes…?”

I sighed out as I looked back at the Sheriff and he just shook his head. “Palmer, I need you to leave. And hun, you gotta stop sneaking into my station.”

Rowan groaned and agreed as Sheriff finished giving Hudson and I orders. We hummed in agreement before him and Pratt walked off, and it was then that I noticed that John had already gone. My shoulders slumped a bit, but I was mainly relieved. How the hell was I always embarrassing myself around that guy? I grabbed Rowan’s arm, pulling her to the side with Hudson. I gave a quick look around to make sure we were in private for the most part as they gave me weird looks.

“You know how I told you just a bit about the guy that was sitting next to Trey and I last night?” They both nodded and I took a deep breath. “Yeah, well, I may have left out the fact that the man was John Seed. And that maybe, maybe, there’s bit more to the story than I had originally led on.”

It takes just a second for it to hit them before they’re eyes are widening. “Oh shit…so, my little comment about the park ranger—”

“Yeah,” I said, cutting Hudson off with sarcasm dripping heavily off my tongue. “Thanks for all that, by the way. None of that was embarrassing at all.”

“Hey, I didn’t know!”

“Wait.” Rowan chimed in as she put her hand up. “So, what happened then? What didn’t you tell us?”

I sighed, biting my lip before I go more into detail as I recalled everything that had happened last night, not leaving anything out. They hang onto every word as I relive the worst date of my life. It was awkward, and my face burned bright red the whole time. And then I came to the end, taking note of every move he had made, reciting him word for word. When I finished, Hudson was smirking at me and Rowan just gapped at me.

“And then what?” Rowan breathed out.

“Nothing. I checked outside for him and he was just…gone.” I shrugged as she sighed in disappointment.

“So, he bought all your drinks? Without you even knowing? God, that’s such a John move.” Hudson scoffed and shook her head before looking back at me, crossing her arms. “Makes all those comments I made about him doing his job so much sweeter, though. Totally worth it. So then, when are you going out?”

“Uhm…what?”

She furrowed her brow and cocked her head to the side. “When you are you guys going out? Like, you stopped him when he was here, right? To ask him out? You know, follow up about showing you around and being a legit gentle—did you seriously not talk to him?”

“No!” I rushed out as I motioned to the next room. “I had no fucking clue he was even here!”

“No idea—Wren, he’s always fucking here since you started.”

I froze and stared at her. “I mean, he’s supposed to be, right?”

“Are you kidd—okay.” She put her hand up, stopping me as she pinched the bridge of her nose with her other hand. “I’m surrounded by idiots. Seriously, the both of you. I don’t know how you two survive being this blind. I’m setting this straight right now, or else I’m going to scream.” She sighed as she looked at Rowan. “Jacob is into you. You’re doing things with him and his daughter all the fucking time. He literally only hunts with you or his brothers. He’s only ever hunted with Eli a few once or twice. Ask him out, I’m tired of you not getting plowed by that fucking lumberjack soldier guy.” She turned to me and I gulped. “And you, partner of mine, need to get your head out of your ass. We’re in the 21st century. Know what that means? We have cell phones and email. You think John needs to be here all the fucking time? Does he look like someone who really belongs in this damn station day after day? No, he doesn’t. In fact, before your pretty ass showed up, he was hardly ever here. Now he’s always here, and Whitehorse isn’t complaining. He likes doing things face to face, he’s very old fashioned that way. Pratt doesn’t notice shit like that, but Nancy and me? Oh, we noticed.” She scoffed, looking at her boots with a shake of her head before she gave me a curious look. “He was in Alaska with Jacob for a hunting trip when you showed up, did you know that?”

“I remember that.” Rowan muttered. “Lucky bastards.”

Hudson ignored her as she continued, placing her hands on her hips. “He comes back, sees you, asks Nancy, Pratt, and I about you. Because he was gone a fucking week and all of a sudden, we have a shiny new deputy. A deputy with long dark hair and pretty eyes, who, for some stupid reason, can’t seem to stop fucking smiling at everyone. So, dumbass, when we’re done with our shift, you’re gonna go home. You’re gonna put on jeans, boots, and a flannel with a tank top. Maybe a t-shirt. You’re not going to dress up for this. Now, don’t get me wrong, you probably looked great last night. But he called you on your shit, so going back like that again is gonna be the wrong thing to do. You’re going to be 100% you. So, you’re gonna braid that fucking hair of yours, skip the makeup—you don’t fucking need it, and walk your ass into that fucking bar. You’re gonna sit next to him and buy that guy a fucking drink.”

We stared at Hudson in shock, not sure how to respond to her. Nancy walks past us to grab something from the copier. “Blue, darling.”

“What?” I asked, turning to her. She looked up at me, her red lips turning into a smile.

“Wear blue. Trust me.”

 Hudson groaned again as we made another pass on the main street. The fair was in full swing this late afternoon, the sun high with no clouds in sight. It was hot with our uniforms and I thought for sure Hudson was going to drop dead beside me. We were just here to cover our bases. Apparently, that was what the two Seed women were doing this morning at the station. Making sure they had some security for the people of Hope County. Despite the heat, it was a good day. Cotton candy, popcorn, and fresh straw hung heavily in the air. Kids ran by giggling and screaming in excitement to the next ride, their faces painted. I smiled as I took it all in, it had been so long since I had gone to one of these. It was a nice change in pace.

“Won’t be too much longer before Pratt shows and we take a drive around the county to make sure everything is all good.” Hudson said as she watched the Ferris wheel, her hand shielding her eyes as she looked up. I had to fight the laughter that threatened to escape. She immediately threw a cussing fit when she realized her aviators were still at the station. She threw me glares here and there as she studied mine. I had offered to buy her a kids’ pair, all pink and covered in flowers. That only led to her flipping me off in return.

“Think he can handle it?” I asked with a scoff. She laughed and shook her head.

“Poor guy—”

“Excuse me, Miss Police Officer Lady?” a small voice called. I turned to see a little girl staring up at me with wide eyes, tears threatening to fall any second. “I can’t find my daddy.”

I knelt down, pushing my glasses up as I smiled. “That’s okay, I can help you. What’s your name?”

“Luna.”

“Hi there, Luna. My name is Deputy Blake, but you can just call me Wren.” I held my hand out to her. I watched as she clutched her plane toy close with one hand as she reached out and shook mine.

“Like the birdie, right?” Her bright blue eyes were glistening, with her red hair pulled back in a French braid. “My daddy knows a lot about animals.”

“Just like the bird. I can’t fly though.” She laughed at my lame joke and I smiled brighter. “You know,” I pulled at my necklace, bringing the plane pendent out of hiding. “Even though I can’t fly, I like planes. I really like your toy. I have a necklace just like that.”

“Oh, cool!” She smiled, stepping closer to look at it. “It’s pretty.”

“How about we do this? We’re gonna look for your dad. I’m gonna put you on my shoulders and let you wear my glasses, so it’ll be like you’re flying. How does that sound?” She nodded enthusiastically and I stood. I handed her my glasses before I picked her up and placed her on my shoulders. “See? Safe and sound, and you can see almost the whole world.”

“I’m so tall!” She giggled. I turned to Hudson as we began to search the crowd.

“That’s Luna Seed.” Hudson muttered to me and I gave her a look. “Jacob’s little girl. We just gotta find one of the brothers, or Whitney. They should be around here somewhere.”

Hudson stopped to ask people if they had seen the family, and while she did so, I made airplane noises to keep the poor girl distracted. Anything to keep her from feeling as scared as she was when she approached us. It only took us about 15 minutes to spot the frantic family. My eyes first caught onto the two familiar figures. I laughed as Hudson shook her head.

“Hey wifey! You lose something?” I called and Rowan whipped around. Spotting me, her face broke out into a huge smile and I could see her visibly relax. A blonde from this morning waved behind her and Hudson threw her a thumbs up.

“My best friend and better half, I love you.” Rowan laughed as I approached her. Luna greeted her with a wave as the blonde, Whitney, reached for her. “Seriously, thank you.”

“Of course. Never a problem.”

“I’m glad I caught you. Come say hi.” Rowan motioned for us to follow her. Sharing a glance, we followed. We were trailing behind, laughing here and there. I froze immediately once I saw where she was taking us. Nancy was chatting away with a group of people by a few pickup trucks, and by the looks of it, they were grilling out. I swallowed as I took in a tall man, his long hair in a bun with yellow aviators covering his eyes. He was playing with a pair of twins, one boy and one girl. Whitney approached a tall, broad shouldered man with the same hair as Luna. Jacob. Whitney handed Luna to Jacob, a stern look on his face before holding her close.

Luna giggled as she turned pointing to us. Jacob and Nancy both turned, and I couldn’t help but return the smile. Nancy waved us forward, wrapping me in a hug once I got close.

“It’s good to see my favorite deputies out and about.” She said as she rubbed my arm, turning to the strangers. One by one, she introduced me to John’s family. Joseph was pleasant and polite, his wife a total sweetheart. Jacob shook my hand, thanking me before he gave Rowan a soft smile. I looked down with a smile on my face at the interaction.

We laughed and talked as I slowly got to know the rest of the Seed family. Whitney, who turned out to be Nancy’s niece, was an art teacher and helped out at Joseph’s church whenever she was able. Joseph talked a little bit about his work, even inviting me to come watch on Sunday. Jacob was a man of few words, but I could tell he felt strongly for his family. I also took note of how he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off Rowan when she wasn’t looking. Luna beamed at me, asking me to fly her around again, just like her Uncle John would. I almost died as Hudson burst out laughing. Jacob just chuckled and pulled her away, distracting her with a kite he had for her instead.

“We should get going, our shift is almost over.” Hudson said after a while, and I gave her a quick nod.

“Yeah, that sounds good. It was a pleasure meeting all of you.” We all said our goodbyes, exchanging pleasantries before Hudson and I were off to finish what we had came here to do.

 I found myself sitting in my jeep, glaring at the Spread Eagle. After work, Hudson had pointed at me, reminding me what she had said. I had gone home then, took a shower, and did exactly what she had told me. I even found a blue flannel, which wasn’t too hard. It was my favorite color, in all honesty. I wondered if that was why Nancy had suggested it.

I was desperately trying to work up the courage for this. I wasn’t sure what would happen, being bold wasn’t something I was normally good at doing. I opened the door, my boots hitting the gravel. It was like déjà vu, and I prayed that maybe tonight would end differently. I crossed the road with my hands in my back pockets. Before I set a foot on the porch, I turned back around with a curse under my breath. What was I going to say? Hi, remember me? Yeah, so you were totally right and I’m sorry?

I scoffed to myself. Did he really want me to call him? Did he mean that or was that a way to make a point? Maybe he wanted some sort of sick gratification for being right. Guys like him weren’t usually interested in girls like me. He was rich, if the watch on his wrist or the shiny black mustang in the parking lot, with JSEED on the license plate, said anything. He was so out of my league. And yet…I looked over my shoulder, eyeing the entrance. He had sounded so genuine, and he had been right. I knew that, I wasn’t a total idiot. He had even bought my drinks without asking for anything in return. I exhaled heavily in frustration. This whole situation was so new to me, I wasn’t used to someone being so straightforward with me without ulterior motives. The doubt was eating me up on the inside, he hadn’t said a word to me this morning. It was like it never even happened.

I sighed as I turned on my heel, making my way to the entrance. I opened the door and was immediately greeted with the rumble of a loud crowd. The fair had the people super excited, so it was more crowded than usual. It made it almost impossible for me to scan the bar for him. Getting bumped into here and there, I tried to squeeze through. I stopped, spotting him in the same seat he had sat in the night before, the one next to him just as empty. I breathed out at the irony, a light chuckle escaping from the back of my throat. He wore a white button up with a black waistcoat. Black slacks fit him tightly, showing off the muscles in his legs. I immediately felt my face flush. Maybe I should have worn something else. I felt too dressed down to even sit next to him, assuming the seat was even available. What if he was saving it for someone else? I bit my lip and approached the seat cautiously.

I caught Mary May’s eye and she glanced between him and I before smiling at me, sending me a wink. I returned the smile, her encouragement boosting my confidence just a bit. I hopped up on the seat and leaned forward on my arms. Mary May approached with a smile.

“Well, look at you. Blue is definitely your color. That dress was super cute and all. Gotta admit though, I’m sucker for a woman in flannel.” She teased and I laughed at her.

“I’ll be sure to tell Joey.” I replied with a wink. She blushed, looked at me in shock for just a second before recovering.

“You do that.” She smirked, her eyes shining a bit more brightly. “Wine?”

“Bourbon, actually.”

Her brows raised. “Oooh, nice choice. I knew I liked you.”

She quickly turned away and I pulled out my phone to check my notifications. Just a text from Rowan asking me if I was at the bar, a meme from Hudson, and a couple of junk emails. The glass was set in front of me, and I gave her a genuine, beaming smile with a thank you. I was…lighter. I was here on my terms, no ties that kept me here. No expectations, no obligations. Just me and whatever I wanted to do. It was so…freeing.

I take a sip, and revel in the strong taste. I hummed lightly to myself as it burned all the way down. My body was already buzzing from the adrenaline, my heart pounding loudly to the beat of the music. I was ready to combust, and I willed the alcohol to calm me, but I didn’t see it happening anytime soon. I ran my fingers through my long bangs, gathering them and any loose strands of hair that had escaped the braid, and tucked them behind my ear. I took a deep breath, and I dared a glance to my left.

He was rubbing his finger lightly over the lip of his glass, leaning back like he had been the night before. But the second my eyes landed on him, his eyes shot up to mine, meeting my gaze head on. My breath got caught in my throat at the intensity, and he just continued to play with his glass without a word. I tried to swallow but was having a difficult time with just that simple task. I turned back to take another sip, immediately regretting stepping foot in this place. I should have stayed home in my pajamas to watch Netflix or read. This was so stupid. I couldn’t bring myself to even say hi.

The question hung in the air between us. I knew he wanted to know; he had asked me to inquire as a favor to him. He wanted follow through. My pride wasn’t letting me though. What would that really prove? That is was a waste of my time? Maybe that was all he was in for. Just a little game, another boost to his large ego, the one Hudson claimed he had. I suppose it would give him something he could muse over and laugh at later. I took a deep breath, settling my nerves as I began to trace the vine tattoo snaking its way down the side my wrist, from the top and all the way down to my thumb. The leaves branched out a bit, covering some of the back of my hand. One on each wrist, one with a bloomed flower, the other with just the buds. They seemed interesting suddenly, as I fixed my attention to the ink on my skin.

That’s not what you really want. His words, so confident and sure. Luring, even, and something told he hadn’t even been trying. The longer I sat there, the more I could smell his cologne as I slowly circled the small flower buds on my right hand with my middle finger. I licked my lips again, trying to scramble to find something, anything to say. All I could do was replay his words. He probably thought I was crazy. I glanced at him again, and to my mortification, found him still staring. The serious look in his eyes was gone, replaced with a light amusement and it dawns on me that he’s actually waiting for me to speak, to make the first move to show that I want to engage him. That this was on my terms. A fluttering in my stomach makes me squeeze my glass a bit. I rolled my shoulders lightly, forcing myself to relax, and suddenly I was word vomiting before I could even think.

“Oklahoma.” I sighed as spun my glass slowly, my other hand pulling away. “I’m from Oklahoma.” Daring to meet his eyes once more, I see his smile spread across his face.  

#my writing #deputy wren blake #rowan palmer #john seed #chaotic dumbasses #not edited #bad language #seriously #wren and hudson have potty mouths

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Life in Music

Music has always been a major part of my life, so naturally my life can be defined by what music I was listening to at the time. I will listen to my music on shuffle and say “Oh, I remember listening to this in [insert random moment in time here]”. Thus a definitive list of my life in music is born!

Fall 2018

Shawn Mendes album (I listened to this on repeat while suffering through my online algebra assignments)

Youngblood - 5SOS album (I listened to this for the first time packing for winter break!)

Oye Como Va - Tito Puente (this was discovered during my World Music class and my roommate and I would listen to it over and over again)

Duck Tails theme song (again, my roommate and I have weird taste in music I guess)

Killer Queen - 5SOS

Polaroid - Jonas Blue, Liam Payne & Lennon Stella

Fine - Spencer Sutherland (I would listen to this song on repeat at least 15 times in a row)

Shotgun - George Ezra (My dad got me into this song)

Still New York - MAX and Joey Bada$$

8 Letters (album) - Why Don’t We (the beginning of a lovely obsession)

Happier - Marshmello (DO NOT watch this music video, whatever you do)

Have It All - Jason Mraz (This is a super specific memory but I was listening to this walking to Centennial Hall and it put me in such a good mood which algebra class ruined immediately)

LANY (album) - LANY

Spring 2019

Dan and Shay - all albums (but I like the Obsessed album the best I think)

Unbelievable - Why Don’t We (the best WDW song to date, I will fight people on this)

Don’t Change - Why Don’t We

Phases - PRETTYMUCH (I remember many cold mornings at 7 am walking to Chemistry and listening to this on repeat)

If I Can’t Have You - Shawn Mendes (I remember driving to surprise our best friend at his college graduation and blasting this song with the windows down, such a fun day!)

Look What God Gave Her - Thomas Rhett (I have a specific memory of driving to Walmart with my roommate and choosing this song to listen to)

Someone to You - BANNERS (this song was used in After and I saw that with my roommate and another friend during Block Party weekend)

NIKES - Jake Miller

Here With Me - Marshmello feat. CHVRCHES (I listened to this one so much that my roommate actually banned me from listening to it around her because she was so sick of it)

Love Me Less - MAX & Quinn XCII

Who Do You Love - The Chainsmokers & 5SOS

I Don’t Belong In This Club - Why Don’t We & Macklemore (pretty sure there’s a video of me singing this song very poorly 😂)

comethru - Jeremy Zucker (feat. Bea Miller)

Cody Simpson - all new albums (this obsession started after I saw him in Anastasia on a trip to New York and I’m now in love, he has such a summer vibe in all of his newer music)

Fall 2019 (aka worst semester everrr)

Kill My Mind - Louis Tomlinson (anxiously waiting for Walls to release!!)

Yellow Hearts - Ant Saunders (courtesy of TikTok)

Fine Line (album) - Harry Styles (my roommate became obsessed with Watermelon Suger so I thought she would become obsessed like me - thought wrong; the video for Adore You dropped and I watched it while getting ready one morning to which my roommate said “What the heck are you watching?”)

Ophelia - The Lumineers (TikTok again, I might be obsessed)

5SOS - Sounds Good Feels Good album and Teeth (this semester made me feel angsty and SGFG definitely helps with that)

Colors (EP) - Jacob Whitesides (I may have cried out of pride listening to this the first time which was as soon as it was released)

What Am I - Why Don’t We (changed my mind, this is the best WDW song)

Next to Normal soundtrack (watched a bootleg of this on YouTube and cried)

Flicker (album) - Niall Horan (I’m a bad fan but I just now listened to this album...oops. It was on repeat studying in the library for finals with my roommate)

Put a Little Love on Me - Niall Horan

Nice to Meet Ya - Niall Horan (this song excited me because he speaks French and the only class I enjoyed this semester was French so)

Suburban Girl - Lostboycrow (I jam hard to this song, I was listening to a chill playlist while doing laundry and that’s how I discovered this song)

10,000 Hours - Dan and Shay (I also listened to this one on repeat as soon as it came out, along with Kill My Mind)

Mother - Charlie Puth (I saw this king in concert and he will forever be one of my favs)

Things That We Drink To - Morgan Wallen (I discovered him on a band bus ride back from Shippensburg University and I fell in love with this Australian country singer)

Aaand during winter break I have been listening to High School Musical: The Musical: The Series which I was ready to hate but I’m actually in love with!

Spring 2020 - aka Corona Virus University

Goldfish Crackers - Good Revere (best TikTok dance everrrr, my roommate and I are obsessed with it and we do it together a lot, even if it is just over FaceTime)

Heartbreak Weather (album) - Niall Horan (so so amazing, I could listen to it over and over for the rest of my life which may or not be happening)

CALM (album) - 5 Seconds of Summer (again, great album and have it on repeat)

Common Sense - Joshua Basset (cute, cute song from a cute, cute boy)

IDK You Yet - Alexander 23 (another really cute song)

Starry - (this is a musical based on the life of Vincent Van Gogh, sounds a little bizarre but I promise it’s incredible! Dillon Klena is part of the team now although he didn’t sing on the actual recording)

Whistler - Kathryn Gallagher (she’s part of the Jagged Little Pill company on Broadway and she’s so good!)

Jasper Avenue - CaRter (vibeeees)

Little Women Soundtrack - (all instrumental and I’ve written many an English paper/Genetics paper to it)

Intentions - Justin Bieber feat. Quavo (I only know a few words but that doesn’t stop me from vibing as hard as I possibly can!)

Sunday Best - Surfaces (another TikTok song but it is so so good and gets stuck in my head. Bonus is that I can do the dance!)

Winter Hurts (EP) - Jacob Whitesides (another banging album from my dude! Go check it out if you haven’t already!)

Beautiful Soul - Jesse McCartney (this has always been my favorite song but it now has so much more meaning to me because it was Corey La Barrie’s favorite too. Rest in Paradise bud<3)

Hedwig and the Angry Inch album (specifically the Riverdale cast album, some may say it’s cringey but I loved it! - “Here’s to Ronnie...”)

Fall 2020

Fallin’ - Why Don’t We (such an amazing group of guys that are finally producing music that is 100% them! I’m really looking forward to seeing the rest of their album because if it is anything like this then it is about to break the charts)

Julie and the Phantoms Cast Album (OH MY GOSH I need to make a post with all of my JATP thoughts because this show has so many layers that make it absolutely incredible. There are no skips on the album AT ALL)

Hold Me Down - Jacob Whitesides (This is his best song by far and I streamed it for about 24 hours straight so my boy could rack up his streams on Spotify 😌)

mama’s boy - LANY (another amazing album by them! My favorite differs from day to day but currently it is (what i wish just one person would say to me))

Lotus Inn - Why Don’t We (This is such a feel-good song and honestly I’ve listened to it so many times and am still not tired of it at all. The music video is incredible and it was another of Corey’s favorite songs <3)

evermore - Taylor Swift (holy cow, this girl is amazing! My favorite is happiness, tolerate it, and gold rush!)

Wonder - Shawn Mendes album (so many cute love songs and Monster with Justin Bieber is sooo good!)

Almost Maybes - Jordan Davis

Spring 2021

Every Girl I Ever Loved - Noah Schnacky

It’s Not You It’s Me - EBEN

Roses - The Band CAMINO

Greek Tragedy - The Wombats

About You Now - Sam and Sounds

Glad You Exist - Dan and Shay

Honeymoon (Demo) - The Shadowboxers

remember the mornings - Clinton Kane

CHICKEN TENDIES - Clinton Kane

Break My Heart - JC Stewart

u suck - Emily Bear

afraid to die - Jacob Whitesides

losing a friend - Jacob Whitesides

Summer 2021 (CMERA in particular)

everything sucks - vaultboy

Alaina - John Harvie

Casual - Ian McConnel

Lemon Drop - Raynes

Big Kids (Bergie Remix) - Lukr, Bergie

Cheers to My Teenage Years

Best Thing Ever

Fall 2021

Love Back - Why Don’t We

I Guess I’m In Love - Clinton Kane

[borhapstyles]

Can you write for Joe based off the song The Maccabees - Toothpaste Kisses, please? I lysm 💕💕💕💕

i just watched angus thongs and perfect snogging for the millionth time (we love poetic cinema) so this is veeerrry much inspired by that as well :) i hope this suffices, i think this is really cute and hope to have this someday with someone i love 

(and i know the film doesn’t take place in Brighton but I was just going for that cute couple day out vibe that Georgia and Robbie have in the last scene xx) 

it’d be a sweet summer’s day 

well as sweet as a summer’s day could be in England

(im sorry im american i dont know if they’re that warm or not yet heh)

they’d be in the process of getting Bo Rhap ready to begin filming

and you were so excited for him, knowing how special the project was 

but you also knew that this meant long days and nights, sometimes not seeing him at all

and the glittering spring and summer days you spent with him would soon come to an end (or at least be put on pause)

Joe could sense your bittersweet feelings on the situation

and decided that day that he’d give you one last good summer’s day before filming 

so he woke you up one morning

with gentle neck and jaw kisses, nuzzling his nose in the spot behind your ear as he whispered

“wake up, baby” in his morning voice

at first you’d groan and say no because you two had a late night last night

u know

playing scrabble

and you were tired, but Joe was persistent

“please?” he’d say before kissing your sweet spot

“i have a reaaally good day planned for us and without giving away too much, there’s churros involved”

“are we going to the pier or something” 

“how the fuck did you- okay, no. but yeah, we are.” 

aaand then you guys would get up and get dressed 

and took the train ride down from London to Brighton to go along the pier

on the couple hour’s ride you leaned your head against his shoulder and watched the go by

“please promise me we’ll move into a little cottage somewhere out here when we’re old” 

and Joe just would just laugh and kiss the top of your head and told you he’d do whatever makes you happiest

when at the pier, your fingers would lace together with his and never really let go

with all the little kids running around, it was easy for the two of you to catch baby fever

“i’m hoping that’ll be us someday” Joe would say before pointing out a couple who had a young daughter and young son as they played along at one of the games

he told some of the lamest dad jokes but also some of the wittiest one-liners as you two strolled along 

“y/n, can you take a picture of me here please” he’d ask you in front of one of the rides before doing some odd pose that he’d no doubt send to Ben

not that you needed an explanation, it would probably end of confusing you even more

speaking of rides tho

you and Joe would definitely go on the bumper cars

and wreak havoc on everyone else and each other

Joe would also try to record your screams on the rollercoasters

it’s a miracle he didn’t drop his phone

and at the games area

he’d watch some teens fail at the ring toss game and go “pft, I can do way better than that” but then just go crazy at tossing all of them in hopes that most would just go in 

he got like one in 

and when you jokingly told him you wanted the giant stuffed penguin at one of the other booths

you can bet your sweet ass homeboy was determined to win it for you

“Joe, no, I was kidding” you’d say when he went for the second round after losing the first

“no, babe, it’s the principle of it now, i’m not leaving Brighton and neither are you without that penguin in hand” 

like 40 pounds later and Joe finally won it

and you were like we could’ve bought a nicer stuffed animal with that money

or more food for that matter

but after spraying the penguin with some of Joe’s cologne u slept with that thing every night when you two were apart

anyways

let’s face it you and Joe got food babies from all the things you ate there

you two wouldn’t buy a lot from one place but just share a churro here, a milkshake there, fish and chips at some point, maybe even split a burger 

that by the end of it

you two were like all that fried food was a baaaad idea

and didnt eat fried food for a while

but the experience was good and y’all didnt regret walking around bloated

cause you were bloated together

but perhaps your favorite part of the day was when the sun was nearly setting

all the fairy lights around the area were turned on

you and Joe was tired from the day and lazily walked around

but that didn’t stop him from doing that cute little thing where he lifts his arm and yours to spin you around

then kiss you passionately for a few seconds

before you two continued walking and tried not to run into people

and repeat the whole process over again

you sighed contently in his grasp and smiled as you heard the waves crashing along

“thank you for today, it was perfect” you said, feeling as if you were light as a feather

Joe would smile down at you and kiss your temple 

but then say something super cheesy like “i hope i brightoned your day” 

to which you’d roll your eyes

but laugh profusely as he’d wink at you

Joe made you laugh all the time

Didn’t matter what, he just always had the ability to bring giggles out of your lips

you could be crying nd he’d be the only person to cheer you up

on this particular date with him, you felt as if you laughed more on that day than all the other times combined in your life before having met him

and that’s how it’d always be with him

just happy

#joe mazzello #joe mazzello x reader #joe mazzello headcanons #joe mazzello fics #joe mazzello one shot #joe mazzello smut #joe mazzello imagine #gwilym lee #ben hardy #rami malek #john deacon

[3packsfrom21]

Gander through Greece

On October 22, we flew from Rome to Athens. Knowing that Greece was nearing the end of its warm season, we only stayed in Athens for 2 nights before heading to Thira (Santorini). Our days in Athens were spent close to the hostel. I was feeling a bit of a stomach bug, so I needed to lay low. However, we were thrilled to discover some delicious food for cheaper prices than we’d seen in months! Greece is known for its gyros – wraps comparable to kebabs with generally either chicken, pork, or lamb, along with onions, tomatoes, tzatziki sauce, lettuce, and fries (inside). We were just grateful to have meat options that we could afford that weren’t just smoked ham, prosciutto ham, fake deli meat ham, or slightly-more-expensive-but-probably-actually-has-meat-in-it-ham. We also discovered feta cheese and HOLY. I didn’t think feta cheese could get better than ours at home, but I assure you it can. [In case you’re confused, my stomach bug didn’t eliminate my appetite].

The morning of the 24th, we woke bright and early (4:30 a.m.) to catch our ferry. Our receptionist had recommended that we show up two hours early, so although our ferry didn’t leave until 7:30, we caught a cab down to the harbor at 5. We were then confused because no one knew where our boat was supposed to dock. Our taxi driver was immensely helpful (another one of the Lord’s saving gifts) and helped us until we figured it out. Apparently, it is ridiculous to show up to a ferry 2 hours early. So, although we kept showing ticket offices the name of our boat, nothing made sense until we finally showed them the time when we would be leaving. They weren’t even considering boats that were arriving that far in the future. Our taxi driver thought we were crazy. With everything sorted, we sat at our gate for 45 min, while Lynece gloated (she’s the “no need to be too early, everything will work out” type), Kiana sat, resolutely unfazed (she’s the “better to be early cause what if [insert literally any possible obstacle that could arise here]” type), and I sat between them, admiring the boats and early morning breeze (I’m the “sure, ok” type). We all had a good laugh, and did get some pretty sweet seats on the ferry (which we later learned were reserved for people who paid more, but regardless). The ride was 7 hours long. We experienced the most amazing sunrise, the kind that can only be witnessed from aboard a boat, and spent the rest of the time chatting. You’d think that we’d eventually run out of things to talk about, but, although we do have our moments of silence, we always have more to say.

Now, to talk about Santorini. In the last post, Lynece told you about Venice being her “must-see” destination. Santorini was mine. In fifth grade English class, I had to do a project, which focused on traveling to another country. I remember basically nothing about the project itself, but I know I did mine on Santorini. I priced out flights and accommodations (pretty sweet deal when you’re 11 and have all the money in the world). I recall choosing a private home in Oia, with a pool that overlooked the stunning view of pearly-white-walled and sky-blue-domed houses, as well as the surrounding islands and endless ocean. From then on, I was GOING to Santorini (“like, when I’m old enough, like probably when I’m 16, or something”). My resolve was further strengthened by the likes of Mama Mia and The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. I, too, put it on my list of 10 places that I wanted to see for my 13th birthday trip, and even cajoled Aasta into putting it on hers. And yet, somehow, even with turning 16 and everything, the plan had yet to materialize. Until now.

Since 5th grade, I’ve learned that apparently (and disappointingly) I’m not alone in wanting to go to Santorini. It’s chocked full of tourists who were as convinced as I by Meryl Streep and Abba. So, my expectations were sufficiently checked. Still, the 11 year old inside me couldn’t help but jump with glee as we neared the white-topped cliffs. We didn’t stay in a private home with a pool and a view (although, my fifth grade research was pretty accurate - there are plenty of these homes available). But, our hostel in Fira was clean, had plenty of people to meet, and did have a pool (minus the view). On our first morning, after picking up some groceries and Freddo Cappuccinos (iced espresso, with some kind of special sweetener, topped with just-under-whipped, whipped cream), we sat looking out over all of the magnificent view, feet dangling over the wall, and I couldn’t help but be filled with overwhelmingly joyous tears. It was all too cool.

We spent 5 lovely days in Santorini. The first was spent exploring the climbing streets of Fira. The second was spent in Oia (we went to Oia!), where we explored some more, found the classic windmills as well as an an epic bookstore (that I’d still be in now if it weren’t for Kiana and Lynece’s prompting), and discovered the unpredictable nature of the local bus system (I say local because that’s what it is called, but it is used much more by tourists than locals, from what I could tell). The bus is supposed to come every 20 minutes; however, the bus that brought us back from Oia to Fira was 45 min late. A new understanding of “island time.” The third day was a life maintenance day, where we caught up on journals, did laundry, etc. On the fourth day (I’m beginning to remind myself of Genesis, here), we went to the heavenly “Red Beach,” named after the red sand. It was a cove perfect for swimming, with the kind of water you see on people’s screen savers. We swam and soaked up the rays aaand.. I forgot to drink enough water. Which brings me to the fifth day, where I had a touch of heat stroke, so we lounged around the pool of our hostel all day before catching our ferry back to Athens in the evening. While here, we caught the famed sunsets almost every night (there aren’t enough words), and were blessed with absolutely perfect weather. Also, being at the end of the season, there were sales everywhere and we were each able to pick out a ring we liked.

There is something truly magical about Santorini. It is undeniably westernized. It’s busy. But there’s just a feeling about it that leaves you wanting more. It has an almost Arabic feel to it (I say this with admittedly zero grounding, as I’ve never been to an Arabic country). It feels island-y and luxurious but also feels like real things have happened here. It makes me curious to explore other Greek islands to see what even more spectacular gems might be waiting outside of all the vacationers’ sights. But I would be more than thrilled to spend a season just here, working at one of the shops (preferably the book store mentioned above). Many of the people that we met who were working at the shops were from elsewhere in Europe; they all go home for the down season. So I know it is frequently done! Maybe when I’m finished my degree..

Anyway. We loved Santorini. And I will be back.

As I started saying, on the evening of the 29th, we caught a ferry ride back to Athens. A 12 hour, overnight ferry this time. There were no cabins (and we wouldn’t have been able to afford them even if there had been) but, luckily, the boat was not too busy and there were plenty of open sofas to lie down on. Even better, the ride was incredibly smooth, especially compared to the rather choppy waters on the way there. It was a surprisingly incredible sleep!

We arrived in Athens at around 9:00 a.m. We stayed at the same hostel as before – it was particularly lovely because there were curtains around the bunks which gave us a little bit of privacy. You come to really appreciate these kinds of things! The heat stroke had thrown me off; I lost my appetite towards anything Greek food and was just not feeling myself. So, we spent the 30th and 31st laying low, once again. Truthfully, we were glad to have an excuse to take a break from any kind of sightseeing. Europe was tremendous, but we were exhausted, especially after Rome. Rome really took it all out of us. So those two days of rainy weather and bed/café chilling were necessary for us.

We ventured out a bit more on the 1st. We went and explored the area around the Acropolis, called the Plaka. I was feeling particularly moody and, frankly, angry with still being in Europe, still having to eat this stupid food and sleep in these stupid foreign beds. All I wanted was Mum’s chicken and dumplings, or noodle soup, or Dad’s buttermilk pancakes. It’s funny, writing this and noticing how drastically my attitude towards Greek food changed. Don’t let this deter you; the food is GOOD. This was just the post-heat stroke talking. Anyway, the good news was that our little bit of exploring helped to brighten all of our spirits. We didn’t overdo it - soon returning to the hostel to begin to prepare for our flight to Asia – but it was enough to move through some of the blues.

The next day was Acropolis day. The Acropolis did not get the astonishment it probably deserves. As I’ve mentioned, we were tired. And there comes a time when another set of ruins is kind of just another set of ruins. We put in our best effort, reading lots of the placards for more info and taking time to admire the sights. It really was cool. My favourite part of any ruins is when they still have old engravings on them, and some of these did. On the South slope, there is an ancient stadium/theatre that spans a large portion of the hill. In this stadium there are still the seats that were reserved for the priests/priestesses and on the front of many of the seats there is still the engravings dictating which priest got to sit where: “The priest of Zeus” and so on. We couldn’t actually read the letters, of course, but we overheard a nearby tour guide telling her group about it.

As for the Acropolis itself, I’ll need to return to appreciate it fully. It was remarkable to think of all the history that occurred there (in other circumstances, it would’ve likely been mind-blowing). My highlight of the day was seeing the Areopagus (Mars hill). It is quite the experience to know that you are standing in the place where Apostle Paul preached the gospel to the Greek philosophers. To think: in this spot, Christianity was introduced for one of the first times to this land. Woah. It’s really just a craggy rock on the top of a hill, but it was more impactful to us than any of the pillars in the Acropolis.

Acropolis day was also wonderful because I had my appetite back. To celebrate, we went to one of the most famous Greek restaurant chains, called O Thanasis. O Thanasis is known for its yogurtlu: souvlaki meat, covered in warm Greek yogurt and various spices, and served on a bed of pita bread. GUYS. This food is SO GOOD. Ah. We shared a yogurtlu and a Thanasis souvlaki kebab (basically the same thing, but just onions and tomato instead of yogurt), and were filled and happy, happy, happy. What’s more, it only set us back 19 euro in total. For dessert, we went to Lukumades to try Greek doughnut balls, called loukoumades. Traditionally, they are served with honey and cinnamon. So, we shared one order of traditional ones (with a side of ice cream, of course) and one order with Bueno chocolate drizzle on top. Enough said.

With the 2nd at a close, we only had two remaining days in Greece (and in Europe!) and we had plenty to do. You see, paying to check bags would’ve cost a ridiculous amount of money. So, we embarked on the task of trying to carry everything on. This meant that a) we needed to make our packs look small enough to carry on (the easy part) and b) we needed to ensure that each of us only had 10kilos of weight (the slightly harder part). This task was made easier by the fact that we knew we were entering hot country, so we left pants, sweaters, and other unnecessary layers at the hostel, for other travelers to look through. There were some things that we didn’t want to part with, so we also sent a package home. However, even after all of this, we were still over our weight. We began seeing how much we could fit into our pockets. Turns out, the inner pockets of my sweater can fit our iPad on one side and a novel on the other. I look like a walking brick, but oh well. We debated significantly about how much we could carry in our arms without looking suspicious. Finally, we caved a little for the sake of comfort and bought an extra 5 kilos of carry-on weight. This meant that with just the right number of layers, and with our pockets as full as reasonably possible, we could probably squeeze by.

And so, the morning of the 5th came. We donned our layers and took the hour-long metro ride to the airport. And what were we wearing? Well let’s see. Kiana: 1 pair of capris; 1 pair of pants; 1 t-shirt; 1 long sleeve shirt; 1 sweater; 1 rain jacket; 1 pair of socks; and sandals. Lynece: 1 pair of shorts; 1 pair of pants; 1 t-shirt; 1 long-sleeve; 1 sweater; 1 rain jacket; 1 pair of thick wool skiing socks; and sandals. And me? 1 pair of capris; 1 pair of pants; 1 t-shirt; 1 long-sleeve; 1 sweater; 1 rain jacket; 1 pair of socks; 2 bandanas (one on each wrist) and sandals. And what did we have in our pockets? Kiana: pillowcase, 2 bandanas, phone, charging cords, and glasses case. Me: charging battery, charging cords, sunglasses case, phone, a deck of cards, and my camera. Lynece: phone, charging cords, camera, and 4 adaptors. To top it all off, we each have a multi-colored sheet (Kiana, Lynece, and Dad brought them home from the Philippines) that is sewn like a sleeping bag (except open on both ends). Naturally, we wore them around our necks like face-eating, overgrown scarfs. Needless to say, the metro ride was a little warm.

Just imagine 3 huffing girls walking down the airport hallway (in Athens, a warm country, mind you), topped with massive scarfs, each wearing two backpacks, weighed down by their sagging pockets, wearing socks in their sandals. That was us. We decided that if anyone asked we’d just say we’d come from Canada. We acted as normal as we could, standing in line at the check-in counter, and comparing the size of our packs to the size of everyone else’s. Our anticipation rose as we stepped up to the counter. The man gave us one look, asked for our Passports, printed our passes, nodded, and sent us on our way. HE DIDN’T EVEN WEIGH OUR PACKS. We stood outside of line, stunned, for a minute. The email had been explicit in warning that “each person is only permitted 2 bags with a combined total weight of 10 kilos.” We thought there must be some mistake. Maybe they weigh them later. So, we refrained from removing any layers or putting anything more into our packs. We cleared security (that was a sight, as we emptied the electronics from our pockets). Still no weighing. We found our gate, thinking: “Is it possible that they’d weigh them at the gate? That makes no sense!” Still, we stayed in our layers, pockets full. And so, we boarded the plane with our 16 layers. No weighing necessary. It was all somewhat anti-climactic and highly hilarious. At least we wouldn’t be cold on the flight.

Our plane took off at 11:00 a.m. It was a 10 hour flight, followed by a 3 hour layover in Singapore, and then a 2 hour flight to Denpasar, Indonesia. We said goodbye to Europe, part 1 of our trip. Wild. We’d dreamed of our sister trip to Europe for so many years and it has now come to a close. We were sad to see the end, but also so excited for Asia. We were really too tired to continue in Europe; Indonesia couldn’t have come at a better time.

Cheers // Janae

[julia-highstorms]

If Jane Was Here (Noah’s POV) - Ch. 04

Summary: ILITW by Noah’s point of view. Read Chapter 3 here

Note: F!MC! It took me a lifetime to write ch. 3, but chapter 4 came so fast, instead! 🤗 Hope you guys enjoy it!

Pairing: Noah x MC my babies

Word count: 1785

Chapter 4 - What’s Coming to You

After Dan passed out again, they brought him to MC’s house, putting the unconscious boy on her sofa. Andy and Ava left soon after, because of their curfew.

They called the police and waited for them to arrive at the door. MC was still shaking.

“Hey… You okay?” – he asked her, who was sitting next to him on the steps of the door.

“I’m just a little cold…” – she answered, hugging herself.

“Do you want me to go get a blanket or…”

“It’s not necessary…” – and then, she rested her head on his shoulder. Noah felt his heart jump a little, but stayed still. – “…This is nice.”

“Hm…” – he couldn’t answer a thing. All he could feel was his cheeks getting hotter and hotter as he felt MC’s warmth against his.

“But can you stay here? You mom won’t be worried?“

He was about to answer her that it was okay, that his mom never cared about him anyway, when someone called him.

It was his mom.

“Crap…” – he muttered, before answering the call. – “Hey, m—“

“Where are you?!” – she yelled from the other end. – “Do you know what time is it, Noah Marshall?!”

“I know, mom, but…”

“I don’t know what you’re doing, and I don’t care. You had just one job, that is making the dinner, but then I came home to find nothing! You better be home in five or…” – she started threatening him.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming!” – she hung up. – “Jeez! She never comes home this early from work, but tonight she just had to!”

“You better go, Noah.” – MC told him, softly. He looked at her.

“Are you sure? But the cops are coming…”

“I can handle them alone.” – she smiled to him.

“I know that you can, but…”

“It’s okay, really.” – her warm hand squeezed his, reassuringly. – “Thanks for staying a little bit, Beanie Boy. Now, you better go.”

“Okay…” – he reluctantly stood up and started walking toward the road. – “Uh, if you need me, just text me!” – he yelled at her.

She nodded, waving at him.

He and Mom argued the whole night.

She said something about “he was too old to go play in the woods” and blamed him for Jane’s death, again. Because he took her to the woods that day and she never came back. And it was his fault that Dad left, because their precious angel was dead.

Because of him.

It was his fault. It was always his fault.

And then, he yelled at her that no one asked to be born. And she slapped him in the face and ordered him to go to bed.

If Jane was here…

Noah didn’t sleep at all that night. He just couldn’t.

Every time he closed his eyes, he would see those creepy vine creatures.

And Redfield. And Dan lying unconcious on the floor.

And Jane’s face, her lifeless eyes wide open, watching him in the dark.

If Jane was here…

If Jane was here…

If Jane was here…

He went to school earlier the next day, succesfully avoiding his mom.

He didn’t see MC, Ava or Andy the whole morning.

Noah hoped that they were okay.

That afternoon, all the students were obliged to attend an emergency assembly to discuss the rumours about Dan. He sat near the back of the auditorium, as Mayor Green spoke from behind a lectern.

“Hey.” – he looked up as Ava joined him, with Lily and Stacy. They greeted him too.

“Is it true what Ava said?” – Lily asked him, nervously sitting on the chair next to him.

“That you fought some, I don’t know, vine skeleton doggy things?” – Stacy was pretty curious too.

“Yeah… They were made of moss and bones…”

“Told ya.” – Ava interrupted.

“…And they were terryfing as fuck.”

“Uh, I think you meant that they were awesome as fuck.”

“They’re not ‘awesome’, Ava! They’re scary!” – Lily squeaked, her hands trembling.

“Scary things are awesome.”

While Lily and Ava argued, he saw MC alone a few rows ahead.

“Pssst. MC. Over here.” – he called her.

MC joined them, as Mayor Green called Lucas and he took the stage.

“Hey, are you okay?” – he whispered to her.

“Yeah. Thanks for asking.” – she answered with a tired and small smile on her lips, as Lily said:

“I don’t know, guys, this sounds important. Maybe we should listen.”

“Lily, c’mon. We’ve heard this speech every year since first grade.” – Stacy answered and Noah agreed with her:

“Besides, we have more important stuff to talk about. Like what went down last night.”

“Ugh. Last night is a blur. I barely even remember getting home.”

“What did you tell the cops?”

“Just enough. They wouldn’t have believed the full story anyway.”

“I barely believe it, and I was there.” – he sighed, putting his face into his hands. – “I barely slept after I got home. And I had nightmares all night. What happened out there was… frickin’scary, man.”

MC put a hand on his shoulder: “We handled it like pros.”

“Yeah, maybe you did. I was scared out of my mind.”

“Could have fooled me.” – she smiled, winking at him. – “You were totally a badass hitting those things with that flashlight.”

He scoffed, but couldn’t hide a smile.

“You’re a bad liar.” – he said, feeling cheered up already. – “Well, anyway… We filled these guys in on what happened.”

“I still can’t believe those plant skeleton things.” – Ava calmly said, looking at her nails.

“I still think they sound horrible.” – Lily shivered, just imagining about them.

“What? No, they were awesome! I mean, aside from trying to rip our faces off.”

“What about Lucas?” – MC asked, looking at the boy in the stage.

“Andy texted him.”

“I still can’t believe you guys were actually right.”

“Hang on, we need to get that on tape.” – Ava said to Stacy’s confession.

“So, what happens now?” – Lily asked, looking worried to them.

“What do you mean? They found Dan, so… everything’s over now. Right?” – Stacy had the same expression in her face.

“I doubt it.”

“Those monster things… I think they worked for Mr. Red. Like puppets.”

“What, he couldn’t kill Dan on his own? He had to send pets to do it?”

“I don’t think they were trying to kill Dan. At least not mainly.”

“How do you figure that?” – Noah asked MC.

“Think about it. Dan was helpless out there. They could have killed him easily. But it was more like they wanted to… take him somewhere.”

“But you stopped them.” – Stacy concluded.

“Which means they’ll be back. Whatever Mr. Red wants… I think he’s just getting warmed up.” – MC stopped speaking for a couple of seconds. – “Hey… can I ask you guys something? When was the last time each of you talked to Dan?”

“Oh jeez…” – Ava muttered, trying to remember.

“I don’t know.” – Lily said in a low voice.

“A couple of years, maybe?” – Noah answered, but wasn’t so sure.

Dan (along with Lily) was one of the few of his friends who wouldn’t pretend to not know him after Jane’s death. Actually, he would wave at him when they met in the hallway, between classes, but they haven’t really talked since… that day.

“The last day of school. Just before summer vacation.”

“Did he seem… distracted? Did he bring up what happened when we were kids? Did he asked you abut Mr. Red?” – MC asked the cheerleader.

“I don’t remember. I think we mostly talked about our plans for the summer… But now that you mention it, he did seem kind of… evasive?”

“MC, why are you bringin this up?” – Noah asked her, surprised.

“I’ve just been thinking about a conversation he and I had… I’m wondering if maybe he was stuck on what happened when we were kids. Trying to make sense of it. And maybe…”

“…Maybe he went back to the woods by choice.” – and then he understood what MC was thinking.

“Well, there’s only one way we’ll find out for sure.”

“What?” – Stacy looked confused at Ava.

“We go to the hospital and ask him.” – MC said, firmly.

And then, the three o’clock bell rang as Lucas finished his speech.

After the assembly, they all lingered by the lockers as students grabbed their things and headed home. As Ava, Lily and MC decided to go home together, Andy showed up to check if they were okay, before his basketball practice.

Mayor Green approached them soon after.

“Hey mom.”

“Hello Stacy. Everyone. How are you kids holding up?”

“We’re fine, mom.”

“Um, actually, can I ask you a question?” – MC said, after clearing her throat.

“Certainly.”

“You mentioned Dan is in the hospital… I was wondering, can we see him yet? We need to talk to him about… um… school stuff.”

“Oh, the hospital is not allowing visitors yet, I’m afraid. I think they’d prefer to wait until Dan wakes up first.”

“Wait, back up. Dan still isn’t awake? Are you saying he’s in, like, a coma?” – Noah asked, feeling his body getting cold.

“I’m sorry. It’s just too soon to tell. But as soon as there’s news, I’ll make sure you’re all aware. You know, despite the circumstances, I’m glad to see you all hanging out again. You’re good kids.”

“I reject that combination of words.” – Ava answered.

“Well, I’d certainly prefer you to some of Stacy’s other friends…”

“Mom, come on.”

“Speak of the devil…” – Noah muttered, watching Britney approach, walking down the hall. – “Aaand that would be my cue.”

“Likewise. Mom, let’s go.”

He, Stacy and Mayor Green walked out of the school building, after saying goodbye to MC, Ava and Lily.

“Do you want a ride home, Noah?” – the woman asked him, taking the car keys in her purse.

“That would be great, actually!” – he answered, surprised by the offer.

“Good. Follow me, you two.”

They crossed the parking lot and entered the vehicle.

“So, how have you been, Noah?” – she asked, starting the engine. Stacy sighed by the passenger seat.

“Good…” – he answered from the backseat.

“I haven’t seen you playing with Stacy in years, since…” – Stacy intervened before Mayor Green talked about that unpleasant topic:

“Because we’re not kids anymore, mom.” – he could see the girl rolling her eyes through the rear-view mirror. They shared a small smile, before she changed the subject: – “Anyway, is Connor coming for dinner today?”

Noah thanked the cheerleader mentally.

“I hope so. I’m planning to bake a pie for him.”

“Cool.” – the girl yawned.

“What kind of pie? I’ve got this apple pie recipe and…” – he stopped talking suddenly, realizing that he was way too excited about the topic.

“Apple pie? That’s a great suggestion! Can you share it with me? You can text it to Stacy.”

“S-sure! Uh, if you’re planning to have a special dinner, I have this great recipe…”

Stacy fell asleep in the middle of the conversation, but it was the most pleasant ride Noah had in years.

If Jane was here…

#if jane was here #ilitw fic #noah x mc #ilitw noah #ilitw mc #ilitw #it lives in the woods #choices ilitw #choices it lives in the woods

[rorykillmore]

how would sara react to someone else from home showing up on denny, like... her dad, or oliver, or e-1 laurel, or one of the older legends like snart or kendra, or take your pick of a few

hmmm,, okay let me try to pick a couple i don’t think i’ve talked about very much…

snart is one of those people where sara would consider him coming to denny to be primarily a good thing -- not that she doesn’t love the other legends, but she’d have mixed feelings about most of them being fucking TRAPPED in another dimension with her. but snart is dead back home - not only that, but he gave his life for the team - so... sara would most definitely be of the opinion that he deserves another shot. and she’d feel like she owed him a lot, though she wouldn’t be quite sure how to express that.

as happy and relieved as she’d be to see him, though, falling back into a dynamic with him would require a little bit of an adjustment?? they were so close when he was around, but a lot of that bond formed because snart and sara held similarly “outcasts even among the legends” status and i’m not sure sara would know how to approach that again, now that so much has changed? although that said i have to say that i think snart would be pretty damn approving of the more tightly knit family the legends became under sara’s leadership. because rip may have treated snart as a weapon, primarily, but snart still honestly became one of the most ride or die teammates from season one, up to the point where he was willing to... well, die, for how much he believed in the legends. so.

the more complicated facet of of the dynamic might just come from the face that snart and sara read each other and understand each other so well, and sara having to kind of... ease herself into those old habits of opening up to him again, but ultimately yeah she’d be really relieved to have him around. snart is one of those people she trusts pretty much without question, not just in basic definition but in like... more nuanced things like being able to give her advice, tell her what she needs to hear, sometimes know what she wants even before she does, etc.

wow i had a lot to say about this one, i forgot how much i loved their relationship

quentin would be great to have on denny but probably also a mess. of course sara would be really happy to see him, but that would probably be tempered by a lot of her... complicated family feelings and guilt. i don’t know if she’d know what to do with the reality of having him pretty regularly in her life again?

and that’s not even touching the stuff with laurel, which... well at the very least sara would probably be pretty quick about wanting to buckle down and help them sort their issues out. hopefully she would end up being helpful in that capacity -- to laurel with just being able to communicate with him more easily without spooking or lashing out, but particularly to quentin in becoming more self-aware of his unhealthy coping and how that’s hurting laurel. that also gives quentin and sara a chance to kind of confront and come to terms with their grief over e-1 laurel, which obviously they never got to do -- they both grieved very differently and separately. 

but yeah hopefully?? in a scenario where he showed up, a lot of positive development would ultimately come of it. it’d be... complicated bc the lances are always complicated, but they deserve the chance to work some of their baggage out

aaand you know what i think for the last one i’ll pick constantine, because he’s someone i’ve hardly ever talked about and he both has roots in sara’s past AND current relevance. though obviously denny!sara hasn’t experienced any of his season 3 stuff, so she’d just kind of see him as “that guy who got her soul back”, but... even that means they have a pretty significant connection. he’s inherently tied to something very personal and vulnerable for sara and i’d love to see more of how they interact in regard to that because what we got of it on the show was great.

on a lighter note, they’d just, ABSOLUTELY be trouble together. they’re the types of people who i feel like would pull each other into their reckless anti-hero adventures very easily; constantine would probably end up tagging along on the occasional legends mission while sara would absolutely nose into whatever supernatural investigation shit he gets up to and help him out with that sometimes. and in spite of what i just said about their deeper connection, i think she’d also appreciate just... having a friend who’s really willing to get up to a lot of casual, fun shit, whether its mildly disastrous misadventures or just being a good drinking buddy. she’d really appreciate how much of a fun asshole he can be; i think the most appropriate summation of their relationship is that they get along like a house fire.

#larkspear #all of these would be disastrous in different ways #thanks spear!! #cuts dennys lvad wire

[lilietsblog]

my mirai nikki liveblog notes from last night

yandere is a gross and creepy fandom trope beloved by gross and creepy fandom dudes but I really like Mirai Nikki and personally Gasai Yuno, and I hope she finds some stability in her mind orrr she could kill either herself or Yukki to get the other to be the god of time and space and I'm honestly not sure which of those would be a healthier decision or more fascinating to watch. but i dont want this ending bc of the cop )= (my taste in anime is impeccable)

I like how Yukki is still majorly creeped out by Yuno, even if making out with her is no longer even a Big Thing for him

WHY DID THIS THING JUST HAPPEN THIS IS LIKE THE WORST POSSIBLE SCENARIO HONESTLY WHAT THE FUCK I like the girl just snapping photos of everything I aspire to be this chill

Yuno if you fuck up Yukki's friendships because you are jealous I'm going to be very cross with you that's exactly what you're going to do isn't it I mean you've been 100% right about Tsubasa and you've been actually very charismatic with Yukki's mom but I can just feel the trainwreck coming

huh, they all end up just hanging out together, that's surprisingly nice I'm glad things other than blood and carnage are allowed to happen in this anime it won't last long will it

shine shine shine wow Yuno maybe chill

Mao and Hinata, I swear I'm going to remember this

HINATA PLEASE OH PLEASE DON'T GET MURDERED BY A SERIAL KILLER WHAT THE FUCK ANIME WHY ARE YOU GIVING ME THESE THOUGHTS DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE HAVE ME BE RIGHT ABOUT THE FORESHADOWING

okay what followed was teeth snapping not blood from a bitten throat so maybe she won't die after all thank god

NO HINATA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO GET EATEN ON PURPOSE YOU ARE THE PUREST CREATURE IN THIS ENTIRE ANIME PLEASE DONT DIE

guys you are discussing it with them walking right behind you how well have you thought this through I guess they were further behind?

I SURE HOPE RUNNING CHANGED THE FUTURE AND SHE IS STILL ALIVE

Akise is another Diary owner isn't he

I feel Yukki on his Definite Overload With Everything

I sure hope those are not Akise's dogs that Akise deliberately set on them to engineer this situation

hm well at least this is not personally Akise, doesn't mean he's not affiliated with this guy at the very least they seem to share hair color

I love Mary tho

hmmm this might actually not be the guy with the flesh eating dogs, these look different okay I'm holding off on further speculation right now and giving it a tentative 50/50, as well as to Akise turning out to have been behind the attack

okay what the FUCK that looks like Hinata

fuuuck i am SO tempted to like Akise but that would also come with a sore wish to have him Join The Team and I hoped that for Tsubasa too >_> my heart can't take it

...that feeling when Yuno is being the Voice of Reason

aaand it's gone

shit I hope Yukki figures out what to do about this shit situation because I'm out of ideas HEY NICE PUTTING THAT DIARY TO WORK I SURE AS SHIT HOPE THERE WON'T BE AS MANY DEAD BODIES AS WITH THE SIXTH THO TO BE FAIR THEY WERENT NAMED CHARACTERS I HOPE THESE KIDS' PLOT PURPOSE IS NOT TO DIE POINTLESSLY HINATA WAS ENOUGH OF A SACRIFICE WHICH I WAS RIGHT ABOUT BTW DEPRESSINGLY ENOUGH STILL DIDN'T EXPECT THIS THO this anime just kind of keeps escalating in ways I fail to expect time after time

please Yukki don't tell them about your diary there's nothing about that that's not a bad idea don't drag them into this aaand of course that's what you're doing and once again, Yuno is me

aaand there's Mao isn't there fuck not the one I was expecting at least thank you Akase for it not being you

okay Hinata is alive that's fair enough except she won't be for long will she why must you take away Pure things from me anime why ugggghhhh

a Breeder's diary??? oh right dogs whew

oh my god Akise too????? okay this is kind of hilarious now I hope they go for a reverse of the temple thing and he actually gets to join the squad I guess the girls were doomed because of Yuno anyway but he has a chance

so I think Deus rigged this whole game specifically for Yukki his random observations diary made the future diary a very interesting idea and a very powerful tool but then Deus threw a bunch of various... interesting characters into it, and I imagine physical proximity (or ability and willingness to get around fast) and, ah, interestingness of character were the main criteria, and he went for ANY kind of diary at all, which made most of theirs much less potent

another thing I'm thinking is I've been noticing the small child holding hands with ?parents? in the end credits for a while, and it looks like Hinata, and she might be an important character

maybe this anime just burned through a few expendable characters at the beginning to set up the situation and create the athmosphere, and the main plot is going to be about a bunch of high schoolers after all, because that's just how anime rolls - high schoolers would be the major characters out of the whole bunch of diary owners

so maybe they're not all dying next episode is what i'm trying to say

Murmur is amazing btw

hum so Akise got his diary late? or does he not have one after all oh my god I love Akise so much already his expression here like 'i can't believe i'm going along with this' and yet he's going along with this like sure ok

aaand SUDDEN DORK MODE oh no I have a new favorite character please don't turn out to secretly be a mass murderer that's all I ask ;~; hum might he not actually have a diary after all dammit these are supposed to be post credit scenes not revealing plot twists I'm just confusing myself at this point aren't I

lol oh my god they thought Akise was a diary owner but he's just a guy who's good at investigation isn't he

or is he??? godfuckingdammit I need to stop doing this to myself theorizing is a bad habit that I get way too into I don't like bumpy rides of plot twists I like being able to follow what the fuck is going on )=

yeah he does not have a diary nor any idea what's going on does he lol I called it seconds before Yuno caught on it's kind of interesting how it seems her job is to be the genre savvy one, whose usefulness is however kind of fucked up by her brain cockroaches

Yuno??????? why are you doing this HE IS TRYING TO WIN BACK YUKKI'S DIARY WHY WHY WHY HE IS ON YOUR SIDE DOn'T FUCK UP HIS GAME

I guess she caught on that he was bluffing but??? ??? ???

and Akise's just going nuts and laughing because what else is left to do honestly

Akise why are you so fucking likable how dare you I'm actually angry at this development HAVE A FLAW DAMN YOU I CANNOT RELAX BECAUSE OF THIS SHIT I CANNOT TRUST WHAT I AM SEEING THIS FUCKING ANIME

oh man I thought they were lesbians when Mao first brought up that she's taken, but this is V Cute

oh my fucking god Akise have you MISSED Yuno's thing in your investigation or are you doing this ON PURPOSE

wait what just happened was that yandere on yandere combat or what

Mao what the fuck were you doing

Yuno you are an ASSHOLE I hope everyone other than Yukki keeps just ignoring everything you say and do

I love this one normal guy who's kind of a dick and just reacts normally to things and his contrast to Akise whom I love

honestly Yukki I agree I think I DON'T WANT TO is the only argument Yuno can be receptive to

oooor that only makes things worse huh Yuno honey please settle down believe in Yukki a little more than that

oh hey good solution even if it's just getting yourself deeper in I guess in a BLOOD DEATH situation it's kind of the best available option

"You don't want me to hate you, do you?" A+ game Yukki hit her where it hurts aka explain basic facts of human relationships >_>

aaand yep he's freaking out because he doesn't even like her that way and he's getting deeper and deeper in )=

oh my god Hinata's dad do you realize you've GIVEN HER YOUR DIARY YOU DUMB FUCK ALL ANYONE PRESENT NEEDS TO DO TO KILL YOU IS BREAK IT

uuunless that was a lie huh can't deny that possibility

lol Akise also has voice of reason tendencies <3

hum okay dammit I liked the cop a lot then again Akise is like him+ as far as having an Awesome detective character goes and Yukki has a Squad his age now I'm surprised by how well this went actually

another episode and I'm going to sleep (yes i'm aware these are Cursed Words but what if I'm lucky)

Yuno? Uh, are you okay?...

see the thing is I really can't find a way to apply to this anime the standards of 'healthy relationship with a mentally ill person' because PEOPLE ARE DYING AND EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE LET'S PUT THAT OFF UNTIL THE FUCKING GAME IS OVER like Yukki can't just ditch Yuno because she keeps fucking saving his life??? and Yuno can't just resolve to Not Murder because that keeps fucking saving both of their lives??? they can't do what would have been the Reasonable Thing To Do under normal circumstances because these SURE AS FUCK AREN'T NORMAL CIRCUMSTANCES

oh please girl are you sure anyone's MAKING you do anything

wait what the fuck is going on here oh it's Murmur fucking around isn't it yep there it is

hum

okay I'm not sure what's happening like, what? seriously? what the fuck

okay so that's what happened huh that still leaves a lot of holes but okay

uh Akise why what makes you think this is a good idea I mean I've noticed you don't exactly have conventional emotional responses to fucked up stuff either but like seriously

oh Yukki you're starting to become more OK with murder that's just the world you live in huh

awww he cares about her when they are one on one as much as he cares about EVERYONE which he does because he is wonderful and I love him it's just in mixed company that Yuno's stalkerish shit gets lower priority to everyone else's normal shit and Yukki is 100% right in that

aha I'd been wondering whose last name I forgot

ahhh so that's what he was doing that makes more sense than him being a shipper on deck -_- just throwing Yukki under the bus for the sake of investigation that's p much normal... by this anime's standards...

also holy damn Yuno you can work when you try hum self-induced amnesia or something? that's almost a sensible coping mechanism I'm glad the anime is actually paying attention to that

augh what the fuck Kurusu why do you gotta hum and there's that other detective uuugh this anime has way too much going on I guess it IS 11 pm and I HAD decided to go to sleep after this

#mirai nikki #liliet watches mirai nikki

[vancilocs]

Reno’s thoughts on Zoe, have Mateos coworkers met the beaus aaand most to least likely ppl on vandal to warm up to meztli?

hm

Probably been friends for decades and saved each others’ hides many a times, either while hunting or then Zoe keeping Reno safe from police after he’s pulled one stunt too far. He respects her immensely, admires her patience dealing with the law, they vibe well and work on the same wavelength so he does genuinely enjoy her company and advice. If she’s been there for him through being widowed, dealing with a moody teen as a single dad and ultimately losing a leg, all the better (and he would have been a support during her family troubles. I wager he has a little gentler approach to those kinds of things than her). 

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He likes company while going to work/coming back, so his coworkers often give him rides home. And he’s a friendly kinda guy so he’ll happily invite the coworker in for a coffee if they wanna come, if not then fine, see you later then. But 100% he’s had work friends over on some days and is having a chat when either Quinn or Wolf comes back home. Also he for sure has spoken to his coworkers about his life and that includes his partners, they knew Mat was troubled by crushing on both of them and were very happy to learn it worked out so fabulously.

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1. Laszlo: Thinks they’re kinda fun regardless of their trigger-happiness. Also a man who likes to know the people he deals with since knowing and reading people and situations is something he actually knows, so he would make himself known. After a wee bit of wariness will warm up fast, two dumbasses vibe well, forgets about any formalities and ends up in a debate about whether you eat the entire corn cob or not while getting progressively drunker

2. Peaches: A friendly person who’s easy to get along with, and also shares the vitriol towards terenlasi (not quite as aggressive though), language barrier might pose a problem but all in all Peach doesn’t have a problem with Meztli hanging around. Happy to show some explosives! That’s the way to their heart.

3. Kristján: Pretty neutral, but tries to be sort of friendly at least. Just to be welcoming. A tee bit turned off by the hatred and dumbassery but oh well, as long as nothing bad happens between them and the other people in Mhairi’s employment. Definitely wary for a longer while.

4. Dagon: Biased bc of Jame, don’t you dare threaten him you little shit. Outwardly very neutral and doesn’t really deal with Meztli, wary about him and very slow to trust as long as they keep being a chaotic dumbass.

5. Aram: Doesn’t warm up to anyone, really. Doesn’t care. Pretty much just ignores them unless they get injured in which case she will scold them for being reckless (though I believe Meztli would much rather be treated by her than Jame).

#laszlo thinks you don't eat the ends of the corn cob #forgot meztli's pronouns forgive me #long oc thing #sure dagon is like yeah jame doesn't need any protection from me but he's still there #lurkin. flexin. keepin an eye on

[thegeminisage]

since i FINALLY finished the comic page im gonna make the poor choice of playing zelda ALL NIGHT get ready for The Longest Post which is full of Big Super Spoilers

since lynel thoroughly kicked my can last night i need defense food and preferably stronger weapons

i technically already had more than enough shock arrows to proceed but i wanna kill him!!!!

LMFAO I JUST COOKED SOMETHING THAT GIVES ME 21 EXTRA HEARTS...HOLY FUCK

okay but in all seriousness i only have like 3 defense things........

i guess i'll try it fuck i dont feel like scouring the world for ironshrooms rn

ok. slept on the bed to get my stamina wheel & 3 hearts, will use my 21 hearts when those run out, got 3 defense things for about 14m of defense, I Can Do This

really i wish i had a one-handed weapon, two-handers are so slow :/

well here we go again :|||

lol why does my heartrate always go up for shit like smh.....

getting better at dodging

ooh he hates my ice arrows

HAHAHA I MOUNTED HIM

maybe i can get a snapchat pic

YES i did i didn't attack him in that perfect moment but hey some thing are more important

NOOO FUCK I DIED

I FORGOT TO REFRESH MY DEFENSE ELIXIR BC I HAD GOTTEN UP AND FORGOT IT WAS ALMOST OUT

JESUS FUCK

im so fucking annoyed lmao i was so close

oh well at least now i can use that whole mount

aaand again

oh. im out of ice arrows.

YIKES i forgot to refresh my thing again just for a sec and almost died

YES i got a perfect dodge purely on accident NICE!!!!

i can see everything from shatterback point, even naydra, but im too scared to jump while the beast is down there

no yk what fuck it. im turning this paraglider around

first tho i really wanna wait to see if i can catch another rainbow...they were so pretty and i lost the other pics i took when i died ):

oh!!! there it is!!!!! and i was just about to give up

ah it last such a short time - but it comes at the same time every day, around 4:05

i'm sure it won;t appear here anymore after the divine beasts knocks it off with the water though, haha

okay.......time to dive

/saves first

AHAHAHA I DID IT

WOW THAT THING IS SO HUGE UP CLOSE BYE

i mean it didnt even move im just Scared. ok

duuude i gave the lynel pic to the lady and got swim pants?! FUCKING SICK where do i get a helm

okay time to go free the divine beast!!

haha wait i came out here without defense stuff. i didn't cook anymore

oh well yolo

or actually this is a game so i live as many times as i want #determination

i do still have some extra hearts left, and stamina, and some healing items, and even some electricity elixirs, sowow!! okay! still huge!!!!!

ah i love sidon so much

he tries so hard and he's so ready and he loves his people so dearly

i bet he's gonna die lol

if it's like, a sage thing, maybe he has to replace mipha if she really is gone

jesus please don't die sidon PLEASE

OH MY GOD I GET TO RIDE ON HIS BACK?

JFC THIS MUSIC IS SO COOL!!!! AAAAKDSHFGKLJ

OH MY GOD HE'S TALKING!!! IN THE FIGHT!!!!! IM CRYING THIS IS SO COOL SKDFHBG

oh my gos he's talking he's talking there's voice acting im literally dying i cant handle!!!!!! this!!!!!! i lvoe him so much

omg omg

dude that was SO cool

and link got to ride on his back and then say goodbye!!! and sidon BELIEVES in him!!!!!!!!!!

god i wish i had gotten the helm before i did this haha i looked up the location but i don't think i can back out now

MIPHA?

MIPHA IS TALKING TO ME??

I CAN HEAR MIPHA'S VOICE

I'M CRYING I KNEW SHE WAS STILL ALIVE

i feel like she's about to die like the old man like Move On but

to see her again!!!!!!! im so emotional

oh my god oh my god

no okay i can leave and i need a second too im gonna go get the helm

apparently theres a quest you can do that doesnt give you the helm but tells you where to find it? but i can do that later rn i just want complete armor

alright nice full set hell yeah

HOLY fuck i was paragliding back and i tried to paraglide over the divine beast and it fucking OBLITERATED ME jesus CHRIST

dude there are these absolutely freaky eyeball things you gotta shoot to get rid of gunk and the music gets all creepy near them lsdksjfgh

oh no i found the cockpit but it's all closed up...is her corpse in there? her ghost? oh my god it says the terminals are unactivated

i'll be honest im a BIT stuck here i hate to have to use a guide, but

NO wait oh my god my runes!!! dumbass

i can lift the bars lol

oh my god the CONTROLS are on???

I CAN MOVE IT?? HOLY SHIT

this map is fucking 3D a 3D map!!!! in the other games they were flat holy shit!!!!

i can even see it moving on the minimap!!! holy FUCK

LMAO i was trying to move this crank with stasis and all along i needed to use magnesis. jesus

uh the music got freaky as fuck after i did the first terminal??? no?? thank you????

LOL YOU GOTTA RIDE THE TRUNK oh my god. oh my god.jesus christ

i am so small. it is so big. oh my god

I FEEL UNSAFE!

who is the boss of this dungeon? there's gotta be a boss

don't tell me i fight it

or the undead mipha

jesus god

i have had to ride this trunk 3 times now and i am not at all comfortable

reminds me of the big windmill in mirror's edge

okay yep i did all the terminals and now the music is downright terrifying!!! nice good Okay

HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THAT BLUE LIGHT

MIPHA?

NOT MIPHA!!!

"my demise 100 years ago" is she Really gone

omg no mipahs talking to me as i fight!!!

im straight up gonna look up what to do im too weak and defense-potionless to do this the hard way

ooh motherfucker doesnt like my shock arrows and lynel bow ahaha

huh that was actually like SUPER easy compared to some of the other stuff i've done

eeeewwwwww

MIPHA? ARE YOU ALIVE OR DEAD IN THERE? oh god oh god

holy fuck

i straight up just cried

she's a spirit and i thought she was gonna like, move on? which is sad enough

but no she's hanging around to pilot the divine beast from the afterlife

she even talked to it i was so sad it's been her only companion for a century of course she fucking talks to it

and i was staying strong!!! i was!!!!!

but she talked about how she wished she could see her dad again and i cried lmao why does this game give me dad feels of all things

i hope she gets to see her dad one more time too i'm so sad she's really dead and not alive like link

jesus fuck

oooh dorephan's talking about the master sword...gimme gimme gimme!!!

aww he was nice to sidon as everyone should be!!!!

holy shit he's really big?? i didn't realize it but he's like twice link's height JESUS

man. i am fucking wrecked lol

time to...explore...the rest of the province...i guess

i got a trident but i can never use it bc it will break. it was mipha's!!!!

on the other hand all three pieces of armor, my shield, weapon, AND bow are all zora themed i took a pic of myself to remember it by lol bc they will all break

i wonder where i should go after this...?

my brother went up to death mountain but i kinda want to do something different so we have something to tell each other about

but i kinda want to do the same so we don't spoil each other

i also REALLY wanna do the southeastmost province for some reason, all that water

tbh tho im getting ahead of myself i still have lots of this left to cover

it's getting harder to tell where i've already been, haha - when the things had borders and there was less visible that was easier

ooooh mipha's ability brings me back from death and she speaks briefly to me ;_; and it's active again in 23 minutes nice!

so i guess each champion gives you a different one and you can chose which to have active but tbh this one seems like it's gonna be the most helpful already

aww i did a little quest in kakariko to root out a theif and i love the way they built up dorian's past that's so cool

i think i was supposed to be able to pick up that yiga dude's sword tho and it glitched on me bc i was too fast :/

ugh i'm doing this oen shrine puzzle where you have to mount a male deer

and i finally mounted one after losing 10000 times and it was past some hills it wouldn't climb down

every time i find one thats close enough they fucking bolt im so fed up :|

and my sheikah sensor isn't picking up any more so i must have literally scared away all of them. fantastic. what a huge waste of time!! guess i will go somewhere else!

also can't solve the puzzle on how to open the shrine at veiled falls so im just batting a thousand today so much for sidequesting tbqh

FOUND A BLUE MANED LYNEL

SO MUCH NOPE

urgh and a blue hinox

exploring might not be worth my time either tbh

yeah no that's two shrines i haven't been able to open and this has stopped being fun, got one more ridge to explore before im done with this province - and some weird islands waaaay out there too but idk if i can get to them yet, and i'd just as soon wait until i unlocked the one next to them

yyyeah looking at them from here it makes much more sense to explore them when i get to that province

at least im all done with this one!! still plenty of sidequests and stuff, but those i can come back t more easily...it's harder to remember which terrain i have and haven't covered when i don't do it like this

i was thinking about how big the divine beast was when i saw it in the distance and

this sounds nuts but i bet im right - what if that flying island thing is a divine beast. WHAT IF

and that is The Day's Liveblog, more tomorrow, except probably not much bc of stream

#personal #loz liveblogging #botw spoilers #SUPER SPOILERS

[bad-draft-stuff]

Fate Goes (to the stupidmarket)

aaaaaa

Sheepy: Masato: Satoru! Where are all of those strange men and women hiding? It's unnaturally quiet, like the good days before they weren't here. Arsé-kun: Mori: Just like the lights and the intelligence in Chulainn's head, they're all out! Sheepy: Masato: I'm happy for that. You're Satoru's math tutor, aren't you? ...You aren't as bad as the rest. It's a nice deal to get tutoring for free and he'll need the math knowledge for when he becomes the head of my company. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he comes partway down the stairs* Correct, and thank you. I, too, believe many of them are rather... Uncouth. Either way, he'll certainly be able to run a company when I'm done with him. Sheepy: Masato: Yes, thank you. Many of the tutors we've brought in in the past have had no luck with him. Sheepy: Masato:..It's frustrating, really. To spend a lot of money and get nothing out of it. He doesn't seem to pay attention to them at all and rather just lives in his own little world. Arsé-kun: Mori: You've got to keep him interested. That's the key, I find. Sheepy: Masato: I haven't a clue what he's interested in. Arsé-kun: Mori: Maybe you should get a tutor for paying attention, then. ... It's fiction. Pure, old fashioned fiction. Sheepy: Masato: You imply he speaks with me at all. Arsé-kun: Mori: I wonder why. Sheepy: Masato: Well, he doesn't. Sheepy: Masato: We interact very little. Arsé-kun: Mori: Perhaps that is the problem, but I wouldn't know. I'm a math professor, not a therapist. Sheepy: Masato: What makes you think we need a therapist? Arsé-kun: Mori: I didn't. It was a metaphor. Sheepy: Masato: Either way, we don't. Satoru can't cling to me because when he grows up I won't be there for him. He needs to be independent. Sheepy: Masato: A little distance is always a good way to help him become independent. Arsé-kun: Mori: You have a point. Multiple, in fact. Now, if you excuse me, I need to make sure he's still doing his homework. Sheepy: Masato: Okay. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he goes back upstairs* Sheepy: *Satoru has made progress! but he'e zoning out. satoru please* Arsé-kun: Mori: Focus, Satoru. You need to finish. Sheepy: Satoru: I don't want to take over his company. Arsé-kun: Mori: I know. I will. You can make your own. Sheepy: Satoru: You'll help me? Arsé-kun: Mori: Absolutely. Sheepy: Satoru: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Mori: Quite welcome. Lets continue on, shall we? Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. I don't understand this one. Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, downstairs, Mozart has arrived, and is not making a giant mess. Guess who went Shopping for Food?* sheep: Masato: *he raises an eyebrow* Arsé-kun: Mozart: Good evening. I felt it would be necessary, seeing as no one else has done it yet. sheep: Masato: ...Well, thanks. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Quite welcome. By the by, someone happened to purchase the corner house. sheep: Masato: Really? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Yes. Sheepy: Masato: I see. Sheepy: Masato: Well, I should meet them later. Sheepy: Masato: ...The old neighbors were real nuisances, so hopefully this new one will be better. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I agree entirely. They were so loud.. Sheepy: Masato: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I'm going to put these away, now, if you don't mind. Sheepy: Masato: Go ahead. Arsé-kun: *so mozart does* Sheepy: Masato: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Quite welcome~ Sheepy: Masato: Satoru is up in his room as always. Arsé-kun: Mozart: All right. Perhaps I'll have time to write, then.. Sheepy: Masato: Whatever you want as long as it's not breaking things. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I won't. Sheepy: Masato: Anyway, I'm going to go meet the neighbors. Arsé-kun: Mozart: All right~ Sheepy: *Masato goes to meet the neighbors.* Arsé-kun: *there's a girl and... that man is very large. And a small boy riding on his shoulder* Sheepy: *Masato stares. he is intimidated.* Sheepy: Masato: ...Er, I'm your neighbor. Nice to meet you. Sheepy: Masato: I hope you settle in well. Arsé-kun: Mink: Oh, thank you, sir! It's nice to meet you, too. *she bows* Sheepy: Masato: I have a son around your age but he rarely leaves his room. Arsé-kun: Mink: Oh? I'll meet him eventually, then? Sheepy: Masato: I can ask him. Arsé-kun: Mink: I was going to say the same thing! They shouldn't bother you, though. Sheepy: Masato: Well, that's good. Sheepy: Masato: I'll go see if he wants to meet you, anyway. Arsé-kun: Mink: All right! I gotta make sure everyone's doing what they should be, anyway! Sheepy: Masato: Okay. I hope your move transition is easy. Arsé-kun: Mink: I hope so, thank you! Sheepy: Masato: *he goes home* Arsé-kun: *Nobody else has arrived when he wasn't looking. Mozart is chilling with his big headphones on* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks to Satoru. It's not HIS place to respond* Sheepy: Satoru: *he frowns* I'm not interested! Sorry! Sheepy: Masato: I already said you would. Arsé-kun: Mori: That's a shame. I am. You won't come with me? Sheepy: Satoru: I want to follow you. Arsé-kun: Mori: Well, then come along. Meeting new people can't hurt in the long run. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. If you say so. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he takes Satoru's hand and they get a-going.* Sheepy: *Satoru and Mori go to Mink's house!* Arsé-kun: *Herc is still moving things. Andersen hasn't moved from his spot, but he looks at them* Sheepy: Satoru: Oh, oh, I know him! He's the hulk! Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he laughs* That's rather close! Sheepy: Satoru: Wow! Who is he? Sheepy: Satoru: He looks nice! Arsé-kun: Andersen: He is Heracles! My name would be Hans C. Andersen, but I am not nearly as important as he. Sheepy: Satoru: !!! Sheepy: Satoru: You wrote the Little Mermaid! Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he looks surprised* You know me? I'm.. Honored! Sheepy: Satoru: I like that book! Arsé-kun: Andersen: Why, thank you! *you've made his year, satoru* Sheepy: Satoru: Thank you for writing it! Arsé-kun: Herc: *he stops and looks down at Mori and Satoru. .... his attention is on Satoru* ... Summoner? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh! This is my grandpa. Arsé-kun: Mori: Moriarty, at your service. Sheepy: Satoru: He's really smart! Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he flicks Herc's nose* Big guy, are you going to stand here all day? Get that sofa inside. *he looks down to Satoru* We'll send someone... Tolerable out, I assure you. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Sheepy: Satoru: Why the hesitation? Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he lowers his voice, but not so much that Satoru can't hear him* Under no circumstances, ever, should you utter the name Mephisto. It is the last thing you want. Sheepy: Satoru: Mephisto? Why not? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *aaand he makes his grand appearance!* Youuuuu rang? Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa, a clown in swimming trunks showed up. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he takes his glasses off* Much better. Arsé-kun: Andersen: No, you horned son of a wizard bastard, nobody wants you here. Go be helpful. Sheepy: Satoru: Clown, why do you have pink tears on your face? Why do you cry? Everything will get better eventually. Sheepy: Satoru: It's okay to cry, but if you don't face what makes you cry and take it down, you'll never be able to focus on the happy things in life. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he cocks his head* Sometimes one remembers the bad they've done, or the sorry state the world is in! *he leans down to look at Satoru* Aren't you the littlest philanthropist? Sheepy: Satoru: You don't look like a bad person. Sheepy: Satoru: And if you let the bad things in the world get to you, you can't enjoy the good things. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You! Are quite right! And I have decided that I quite like you! *he pats Satoru's head and grins* Well! If anything bad gets to you, and your pals can't solve it, I will! Sheepy: Satoru: Really? I like you too! Sheepy: Satoru: I don't like my biological parents, though. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Not! Another word! Once I'm done inside, I'll get right to it! Sheepy: Satoru: You can make them not mean and neglectful anymore? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Do? Fear tactics and general harassment count as progress? Sheepy: Satoru: I don't know. Sheepy: Satoru: I've never tried it. Arsé-kun: Mori: Not exactly.. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Gonna do it anyway~ Sheepy: Satoru: Okay! I'll introduce the rest of my friends to you later. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Okay! I'll let my other "friends" meet you, too! Sheepy: Satoru: Uncle Mozzy is at home right now. He's sound sensitive though so one can't be too loud around him. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Mozzy.... As in, Mozart?? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh! Arsé-kun: Andersen: I've always wanted to see him write.. *and Herc starts walking away. hanks herc* H-hey! I wasn't done, you big oaf! *herc does not care. herc is going to put this sofa down* Sheepy: Satoru: He gets really into it. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Maybe! I'll take a little peeksy for myself! Sheepy: Satoru: Okay! Sheepy: Satoru: Uncle Mozzy can be mean sometimes but he doesn't mean it. Sheepy: Satoru: Have fun, Clown! Sheepy: Satoru: Uncle Mozzy can be mean sometimes but he doesn't mean it. Arsé-kun: Mori: I think the proper word is "Frustrated" Sheepy: Satoru: Yeah. Arsé-kun: Mori: Do you think it'd be best we and they gathered to properly meet? I think it would be good for us all. Sheepy: Satoru: Yeah! Sheepy: Satoru: But I don't know where everyone is. Sheepy: Satoru: Aunt Guin left without her armor so she's probably shopping. Big brother Kintaro is probably out smoking somewhere. Mom and Dad are probably competing with each other. Big brother Cu Chu is probably fishing. Sheepy: Satoru:...Did I miss anyone? Arsé-kun: Mori: You did. Sheepy: Satoru: I did? Arsé-kun: Mori: Lobo? Sheepy: Satoru: ...Oh! Arsé-kun: Mori: Probably the park. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Mori: I'm not too worried about him. It's his rider I'm worried about. Sheepy: Satoru: Because he can't talk? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, that too. Sheepy: Satoru: Because he has no head? Arsé-kun: Mori: Precisely. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... And because I'm not quite sure if he can even see. Sheepy: Satoru: ...I don't know. Arsé-kun: Mori: Perhaps we should ask. Or would that be insensitive..? Sheepy: Satoru: Why would it be? Arsé-kun: Mori: Merely wondering. In this day and age, nothing is sacred. Only offensive. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Sheepy: Satoru: When you talk like that, you really do sound old... Arsé-kun: Mori: That is because I am old. Sheepy: Satoru: No! You might hurt your hip! Sheepy: Satoru: That's not what I meant anyway. Arsé-kun: Mori: Ah, you mean my behavior? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Mori: You crazy kids, get off my lawn. Sheepy: Satoru: *stare* Arsé-kun: Mori: You crazy lawn, get off my kids. Sheepy: Satoru: *stare* Arsé-kun: Mori: Like that? Shall I ask you to fetch my cane, too? Sheepy: Satoru: Do you need it? Sheepy: Satoru: I can get it for you. Arsé-kun: Mori: If we stand here much longer, yes. Sheepy: Satoru: Then let's go back. Sheepy: Satoru: I want to go back to my room. Arsé-kun: Mori: Fair. We did meet many of them. Sheepy: Satoru: It's enough social interaction for me. Arsé-kun: Mori: Until the others return home, that is. Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. Sheepy: *so they head home* Sheepy: Cu: My fish is the tastier looking fish. Arsé-kun: Proto: Yeah, but mine can feed more people! Sheepy: Cu: Who would eat a bad tasting fish unless they're starving? Sheepy: Satoru: What did you name it? Arsé-kun: Proto: It's name is dinner. We need food at our place. So yes, buddy, I'd eat a bad tasting fish because I'm starving. Sheepy: Cu: Whaat?? Sheepy: Cu: You don't have food?? Arsé-kun: Proto: We just moved! Y'can't move the fridge with food in it! It'll all go bad! Sheepy: Cu: Then take the fish I caught. Sheepy: Satoru: There's two Cu Chus. Arsé-kun: Mori: How utterly awful. Arsé-kun: Proto: No way, pal! I caught my own, I'll use what I got! Sheepy: Cu: Are you sure? Sheepy: Cu: I fish for fun. Guin can actually cook so she prepares what I catch... Sheepy: Cu: Hey, I know. Sheepy: Cu: Your group can eat over here. Arsé-kun: Proto: Would we all fit...? Sheepy: Cu: Worst comes to worst we kick Satoru's parents out. Sheepy: Cu: It's a bonding experience. Arsé-kun: Proto: That works! We could even fight in the backyard if we want to! Sheepy: Cu: Yeah! Sheepy: Satoru:...Grandpa, I'm going back to my room. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh? Go on ahead. Sheepy: *Satoru heads up to his room* Sheepy: Cu: I'll go over and ask the rest of your group. Arsé-kun: Proto: Okay. Just be careful. Sheepy: Cu:...What? Arsé-kun: Proto: They might think you're me! Sheepy: Cu: Im guessing that's a problem?, Sheepy: Cu: I don't think I'm disliked in my group or anything... Sheepy: Cu: Right, Gramps? Arsé-kun: Mori: Only when you're an utter idiot. Sheepy: Cu:........ Sheepy: Cu: H-hey.... Arsé-kun: Mori: I very specifically said "only". Sheepy: Cu: But that implies I'm an idiot... Arsé-kun: Mori: Only when you are. That is not a permanent condition, and if it was, you would probably still be dead. Sheepy: Cu: ....True. Sheepy: Cu:...We've all done stupid things before, like the time you grabbed your coffin's chain and were about to swing it only to learn that it was Lobo's chain. Arsé-kun: Mori: Ah, yes. That. Mention that again and you'll need a coffin. *he's still pleasantly smiling, but....* Sheepy: Cu: Lobo seemed very upset by that. Meanwhile, Lobo has bear traps on not one but all four of his feet. I'm surprised he can still run. Sheepy: Cu:...Shouldn't he have learned by now not to step on them? Sheepy: Lobo: *growl* Arsé-kun: Mori: I agree entirely, Lobo. Sheepy: Cu: Don't give me that threatening look...! Sheepy: Lobo: *he sniffs at Proto. his rider is silent. always silent. always watching.* Arsé-kun: Proto: Uh... Good puppy..? Sheepy: Lobo: *he quickly loses interest in Proto. he heard his name so he came but there's nothing important.* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he's getting impatient. He's gonna go without you, Cu* Sheepy: Cu: Let's get going... Arsé-kun: Proto: Righto! Sheepy: Lobo: *he growls again* Sheepy: Cu:..right now. Arsé-kun: Proto: Right this moment! Sheepy: Cu: *he doesn't waste any more time* Arsé-kun: *neither does proto. theyre outtie* Sheepy: Cu: Hello, neighbors! Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he barely looks up from his tablet* Good evening, you scatterbrained rascals. *a pause* ... Why is there two of you? Sheepy: Cu: Don't ask me. Sheepy: Cu: Anyway, we heard you don't have any food. Come eat with us. If Satoru's parents complain I'll kick them out. Sheepy: Cu: Guin can cook the fish we caught and Mozart bought groceries. Arsé-kun: Lancelot: ..!! Sheepy: Cu:...Food caught your interest that much? You guys must really be starving then. Glad I'm not in that situation... Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, we are! *she slides down the banister. FLAWLESS MANEUVER* Tell your guys to make room! Sheepy: Cu: I will. Arsé-kun: Minako: Thaaaaank you! Sheepy: Cu: And... don't mind the headless rider and the blue dog. Arsé-kun: Elizabeth: It's not that weird! We've got Mephisto! Sheepy: Cu: Who? Sheepy: Cu: Actually, nevermind, I don't want to know. I'll probably see him later Arsé-kun: Elizabeth: You will. Sheepy: Cu: That scares me. Arsé-kun: Andersen: It scares us, too. Just like Elizabeth's singing. Sheepy: Cu: Oh, no. Arsé-kun: Andersen: And we're going to deal with both. Sheepy: Cu: Ew. Arsé-kun: Minako: All right, all right! Enough talk! Lets get some damn food! Sheepy: *so Cu heads back. Guin returned home while he was talking to Minako and crew. she's cooking!* Arsé-kun: Mozart: Well? How did it go? Sheepy: Cu: They're heading over soon. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I can barely wait. Shall it be an orchestra, or will this become a symphony of fu- Arsé-kun: *and then Herc knocks, breaking the door instantly* Sheepy: Guin: *she doesn't even react to this* Arsé-kun: Andersen: Still too hard, big guy. Hello, neighbors! Sheepy: Cu: ...Oh, our door. Arsé-kun: Herc: *he grabs Gil from behind him* You, door! Sheepy: Cu: Unless he's some master architect or something I doubt he could fix it. Arsé-kun: Proto: Nah, nah, we just gotta give him motivation, you see? *he bumps Gil* I'll pay you to do it. Sheepy: Cu: ? Sheepy: Gil: You're talking to the King of Heroes, mongrel! Bow down to me!...Or state a price. Arsé-kun: Proto: *he takes out his wallet* Just do it so we get food tonight, Gil. Sheepy: Gil: ...Well, I do want food tonight. Arsé-kun: Proto: And we can't eat gold! Sheepy: Gil: Fine! Make sure to put actual effort into it, you tin-foil wearing peasant! Sheepy: *Gil takes a door out of... seemingly nowhere.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *He pushes the door and looks in* Sounds like someone just ordered a stupid looking clown! Sheepy: *Satoru just came downstairs. Lobo is tailing closely behind, wagging his tail* Sheepy: Satoru: Oh! It's the clown! Sheepy: Satoru: Hi, Clown! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Hi, kiddo! Sheepy: Satoru: This is Lobo! He's my friend! Sheepy: Lobo: *he sniffs at Mephisto* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Do I smell funny to you? Sheepy: Lobo: *he seems very curious about Mephisto!* Arsé-kun: *since his head wasn't bitten off, the joke was funny! hooray* Sheepy: Satoru: Just don't touch the metal things on his legs and he'll be nice to you. Arsé-kun: Minako: *from behind herc. she can't get in. he's in the way* wheres the food at Sheepy: Cu: Looks like Guin's just about done. Arsé-kun: Minako: Move your ass, Herc! *she pushes herc. no effect. she only gets in because he MOVES* Sheepy: Cu: Are you a servant, too? Arsé-kun: Minako: Nope! *and she looks up at Lobo* oh my god, who's a good dog? It's you! *and she gets 110% distracted by dog. GET A LOAD OF THIS DOG* Sheepy: Lobo: *I AM!! I'M A GOOD DOG!!!* Sheepy: *The Rider is not on Lobo's back for once, but instead is next to Guin, staring at what she's doing. Maybe he wants to learn how to cook...?* Sheepy: *...He IS watching her, right? With his lack of head, it's difficult to tell...* Arsé-kun: *And then Lancelot presses himself against the window. Notice me* Sheepy: Guin: *She looks up at the window and gasps. Is that who she thinks it is??* Arsé-kun: Lance: *and then he pulls flowers out of his sleeve/gauntlet/what have you. lance you hopeless romantic pile of fuck* Sheepy: Guin:!! Sheepy: Rider:....*he might be curious about Lancelot...?* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he comes in the backdoor and places himself riiiight next to Guin. His spot* Sheepy: Guin: *She wraps an arm around Lance. this is her husband. cooking is important too though* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he puts an arm around her waist. this is his wife. that's all that's important* Sheepy: Rider: *he watches for a little bit before returning* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *he's already seated himself* ? Sheepy: Rider: *he makes a gagging gesture ... well, it might be one? it's hard to tell with his lack of head....* Arsé-kun: Mori: .. You're going to need to give us more than that. Sheepy: Rider:......... Sheepy: Rider: *he slowly raises his hands* Sheepy: Rider: "Sappy." Arsé-kun: Mori: That doesn't sound like Guin at all. Go on. Sheepy: Rider: "Armored man with flowers." Arsé-kun: Andersen: ..... *he gets off Herc's shoulder and goes to look. he comes back with a juicebox* I'd like to die of cancer for 300 Sheepy: Rider: "Why?" Arsé-kun: Andersen: Because we've only heard stories of Lancelot being disgusting. Now we get to deal with it, forever. I'm already getting diabetes thinking about it. Sheepy: Rider: "Lancelot?" Arsé-kun: Minako: She's THAT Guin?? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh! Arsé-kun: Minako: That's so sweet! Sheepy: Satoru: She's really nice! She's my aunt! Arsé-kun: Minako: We rarely see him do anything other than fighting, so this is.. Something else! If she's your aunt, is Lancey your uncle? Sheepy: Satoru: If he's okay with it! Sheepy: Satoru: I want to meet him! Arsé-kun: *vlad and carmilla bitching in the distance* Sheepy: Satoru: *he goes to meet Lancelot!* Arsé-kun: Lance: .... *he looks down at Satoru. ominous* Sheepy: Satoru: Hello! Sheepy: Satoru: I'm Satoru! Guin is my aunt! Arsé-kun: Lance: ..... *he makes a grumbling noise, and looks to Guin* Sheepy: Guin: He summoned me because he wanted an aunt figure, so what he says is technically correct. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... *he looks back to Satoru... and pats his head. if you hurt guin he'll kill you forever* Sheepy: Satoru: Nice to meet you Uncle Lance!! Arsé-kun: *Lance grunts and turns his attention back to Guin. One track mind* Sheepy: Guin: ..Oh! I forgot to go serve dinner. Sheepy: Satoru: I can help! Arsé-kun: *Lance follows her every step of the way. He's a fucking lost puppy* Sheepy: *Dinner is served! Guin then directs her full attention to Lance* Arsé-kun: Minako: *forget EVERYTHING, FOOD IS HERE!!* Sheepy: Lobo: *he is sitting by Rider, waiting patiently for food* Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he looks like someone blew an airhorn in his ear. what can he hear? brown bear brown bear what do you hear* Sheepy: Satoru: Uncle Mozzy, are you having trouble with the noise? Arsé-kun: Mozart: It's no one here. It's those two again... Sheepy: Satoru: Would going upstairs help? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Doubtful. .. They'll most likely stop on their own. Sheepy: Satoru:...Are you sure? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Quite. Sheepy: Satoru:...Okay. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, Satoru. Could you perhaps bring some to Kintoki? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh! Sheepy: Satoru: *he takes a plate of food and heads up to his room.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he's entered and he looks utterly puzzled. who are. when did* Sheepy: Carmilla: *she enters behind him* ... Oho! Did Satoru finally realize that Vlad isn't good enough for him? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Oh, shut up, you! Sheepy: Carmilla: Is that armored man your replacement, Vlad? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Then the clown must be yours! How fitting. Sheepy: Carmilla: What! Sheepy: Carmilla: I'm beautiful, unlike some stupid clown! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: The clown takes some offense! *he's just hanging out, upside down. meph get down* Sheepy: Carmilla: Even you're more handsome than a clown! Arsé-kun: Eliza: *she's ducked behind Herc to peer at Carmilla. New. Idol.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: I cannot come back from a compliment, no matter how backhanded it was. Sheepy: Carmilla: If I have a replacement it's probably her. *She points to Eliza* Arsé-kun: Eliza: OAO Sheepy: Carmilla: I wouldn't settle to be replaced by anything less. Sheepy: Cu:....That implies you're okay with being replaced... Arsé-kun: Mozart: *now that the arguing has stopped, he is ok* Sheepy: Lobo: *he ate Rider's meal. rude, Lobo. Although, maybe Rider didn't need it. Are you going to eat your food Mozart?* Arsé-kun: *yes, he is. go away, lobo. not for you* Sheepy: Lobo: *okay* Sheepy: Lobo: *he walks over to Vlad and Carmilla, tail sticking up like a flag, and sniffs them* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he pats Lobo. its the doggus maximus* Sheepy: Lobo: *he wags his tail* Sheepy: Carmilla: Isn't it bad that he's acting superior to us? We're vampires, and according to Twilight, Edward and Jacob are rivals... Arsé-kun: Andersen: Please tell me you didn't actually read that drivel Sheepy: Carmilla: So, like... has modern society decided that we're competing with werewolves... and he's a wolf... Sheepy: Carmilla: I like romance books where the girl hooks up with the vampire at the end! Arsé-kun: Vlad: What in blazes are you talking about? He's a wolf, not a lycanthrope. Sheepy: Carmilla: He's still our rival right? Arsé-kun: Vlad: He's a dog. I don't care. Sheepy: Lobo: *he doesn't seem to understand but he's wagging his tail! he's here!!!* Sheepy: Carmilla: What if he wasn't a dog? What if he's a werewolf and the headless rider is his human form? Sheepy: Rider:..... Arsé-kun: Vlad: That makes absolutely no sense. Stop saying words. Sheepy: Rider: "Don't get ahead of yourself." Sheepy: Rider:.......... Sheepy: Rider: *he makes a motion like he's laughing....* Arsé-kun: *mephisto's also giggling. if anyone else needed to hear that noise, here it is* Sheepy: Carmilla: It made sense until he turned it into a big joke... like you! Arsé-kun: Vlad: I'm getting older every minute. I'd rather be dust than hear you continue. Sheepy: Carmilla: Your wrinkles are reflecting it too! Arsé-kun: Mori: I'm offended. Sheepy: Carmilla: Why? Arsé-kun: Mori: Am I not old and wrinkly? Sheepy: Carmilla: Don't feel bad. A servant is summoned at the age when they were at their top potential. Sheepy: Carmilla: Meaning that you always kept improving into your late years. Arsé-kun: Andersen: That's real comforting. Sheepy: Carmilla: You didn't just stop the moment you hit adult hood or were a child prodigy who ended up being about normal. Sheepy: Carmilla: So it's okay to be old. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Do me a favor, and explain why I'm the height of a ten year old when I wrote as an adult. Sheepy: Carmilla: The same reason why you have a deep, manly voice. Sheepy: Carmilla: You were always a child in your heart. Arsé-kun: Andersen: You know what wasn't in my heart? Cancer. Sheepy: Carmilla: The woman I loved was in my heart but I wasn't in hers... Sheepy: Carmilla: According to Bram Stoker, Vlad's heart is full of stake. Sheepy: Carmilla: However, this is impossible, because he's heartless. Arsé-kun: Lobo: *STEAK??* Sheepy: Carmilla: Should've done your research, Bram Stoker... Sheepy: Carmilla: No! I have no steak for you, dog! Sheepy: Lobo: *he is staring at Vlad* Arsé-kun: Vlad: I don't have anything for you, either! Sheepy: Lobo: *whine* Arsé-kun: Proto: What is it, pup? Sheepy: Lobo: *he places his head on Proto's lap and stares up at him. whiiine. is this working* Arsé-kun: *it absolutely is. Proto gets a debuff. Proto gives Lobo food* Arsé-kun: *Lancelot, meanwhile, has sat down next to Guin and hasn't taken his attention away from her. He's probably not moving, either* Sheepy: Lobo: *he is a happy puppy! he eats the food given. his tail is wagging.* Sheepy: Guin: *she hugs Lancelot. She's overjoyed to see him again. her husband is here!!!* Sheepy: Rider: *he seems curious about Mephisto. ...Maybe? He might be staring at him...?* Sheepy: Rider: *he points at Mephisto's horns* Sheepy: *There's a shout of, "We'll face our fears like men, Lil Bro!" from the staircase...* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he rolls his eyes* Until he sees a single chest, that is. Sheepy: *Kintaro runs downstairs with his Satoru under his arm* Sheepy: Kintaro: Hahahahaaha! No boob can scare the mighty Kintoki- Arsé-kun: Vlad: Carmilla is here. Sheepy: Kintaro: *he sees Hercules and slowly turns around* Arsé-kun: Vlad: Don't tell me that counts! How do you look at yourself? Sheepy: Kintaro: My body is pure gold! Sheepy: Gil: Fool's gold, more like. Hah! Arsé-kun: Eliza: Oooh, gottem! Sheepy: Kintaro: My chest is the chest of a hero. Sheepy: Kintaro: We can't run, Lil Bro! We have to show them our golden bravery! Arsé-kun: Jekyll: He's playing possum.. Sheepy: Kintaro: Ahahah! Vlad, show me your chest! I will show you my golden bravery! Arsé-kun: Vlad: What, and show you my battle scars? Is it story time with old man Vlad already? Sheepy: Kintaro: I will brave any boob! Arsé-kun: Eliza: Even mine?? Sheepy: Kintaro: What? Sheepy: Kintaro: You have those? Arsé-kun: Eliza: *angery* Yes!! *she just. pulls up her shirt. Eliza.* Sheepy: Kintaro: ? Arsé-kun: Proto: *he inches back a tiny bit* Wow! It's absolutely nothing! Sheepy: Cu: Kintaro didn't react?! Arsé-kun: Eliza: 'Duuuuusa, put your book down and help me scare the weird leather man! Sheepy: Medusa: No. Arsé-kun: Eliza: Minky- Arsé-kun: Minako: Are you nuts? No? Arsé-kun: Mozart: *ha ha she said nuts.* Sheepy: Kintaro: Mozart! Sheepy: Kintaro: Did you get any golden delicious apples at the store?! Sheepy: *Satoru is still playing dead...* Arsé-kun: Mozart: Absolutely. Must you yell? Sheepy: Kintaro: Do you not like my golden voice? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Only at a reasonable volume. Sheepy: Satoru: *he lets out a pained whine. he's dying squirtle.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... We can't understand noises. Words, Satoru. Sheepy: Kintaro: We need to face our fears!! Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Not to interrupt or anything, but holding someone like that for extended periods can hurt.. Sheepy: Kintaro: ...Huh? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Like that? *he gestures to Satoru with his fork* Sheepy: Kintaro: Oh! *he dumps Satoru on the couch* Arsé-kun: Proto: Touchdown. Sheepy: Kintaro: Okay, Lil Bro! You're uncomfortable by all of the people, right?! Fight them all, then! Fist to fist! Don't worry! Big brother Kintaro's by your side! Sheepy: *Satoru buries his face in the couch. nope.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Wow, it's a wild sofa ostrich! I've never seen one in the wild before! Sheepy: Kintaro: Hey, hey! He's no stupid ostrich, youuuu.... er..... Sheepy: Kintaro: .......... Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I'll wait! Sheepy: Kintaro: You trapeze artist! That's what that get-up is supposed to be, ain't it?! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Nope! Two tries! Sheepy: Kintaro: Ehhhh... Sheepy: Kintaro: Gimme a hint! Arsé-kun: Eliza: you've got to be kidding me Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he taps his horn* Sheepy: Kintaro: Deer! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: One try! Sheepy: Kintaro: Wait, wait, wait! Wait! I know! Sheepy: Kintaro: I know!!! Sheepy: Kintaro: You're a moose! I love meeses! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he busts out laughing* Wow, you're an id-i-ot!~ Sheepy: Kintaro: They go "Vrooooom" right through snow! Sheepy: Kintaro: They're so big and strong! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he leans in all nice and close, and lowers his voice to a moderately uncalled for whisper* Hello, my name is Mephistopheles, and I deal in the business of souls and all related funny business. Sheepy: Kintaro: Meesephestoles? Sheepy: Kintaro: Piledrive me! I want to feel the strength of a moose! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he starts laughing again* Knock that off! Sheepy: Kintaro: So you're a reaper, huh?!?! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Close enough! Sheepy: Kintaro: .............. Sheepy: Kintaro: Okay, that's not really as interesting as you being a moose... Sheepy: Kintaro: Show me your power, Meesephestoles! Arsé-kun: Minako: Outside! Sheepy: Kintaro: *He picks up Mephistoles and runs into the backyard* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: oooh what a man Sheepy: Kintaro: Piledrive me, Mephistopheles! Sheepy: Kintaro: Show me you're a worthy rival of my golden fists!!! Arsé-kun: *Mephisto shrugs and goes to piledrive Kintaro. 10 damage. Caster vs rider. Ain't shit.* Sheepy: Kintaro: *He punches Mephisto* Arsé-kun: *Effective* Sheepy: Kintaro: Fight like a man, Moose! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Maybe I don't want to~ Sheepy: Kintaro: *he puts his fists up* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he sits back in midair and crosses his legs* Come get meee~ Sheepy: *Kintaro goes to punch Mephisto!* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he kinda just floats out of the way* Keep your eyes on the prize! Sheepy: *Kintaro goes for Mephisto again!* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he flips out of the way* Yoo-hoo, over here!~ Sheepy: Kintaro: How?! You truly are a troubling opponent! But with my golden fist, I will shock you! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You've gotta catch me, first! Sheepy: Kintaro: Enjoy my golden foot, Moose! Sheepy: *Kintaro leaps into the air!* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he grins and whips out a bomb* I've got a present for you, too! Sheepy: Kintaro: Eh?! Sheepy: *...It's no use! Kintaro can't dodge it, because he was already about to dropkick Mephisto...!* Arsé-kun: *the bomb is thrown at Kintaro! Mephisto laughs.* Sheepy: *It knocks Kintaro out of the air! He's thrown back.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he lunges at Kintaro, new bomb in hand* Sheepy: Kintaro: *ASLJKSKJJFKJ. LIGHTNING. WILL LIGHTNING WORK????* Arsé-kun: *That'll just.. Blow the bomb up early. Everyone eats bomb* Sheepy: Kintaro: *cough, cough* Sheepy: Kintaro: W-why won't you fight fairly?! Why do you taint your golden honor with underhanded tactics?! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Never had any to begin with! Sheepy: Kintaro: How can someone live without honor? Sheepy: Kintaro: ...It sounds like an empty existence... Sheepy: Kintaro: Underhanded tactics only make you lose those you hold dearest. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Wel-come to my life! Where there's no one else, just me! *he floats a bit closer, then holds his hands up* No more bombs! Sheepy: Kintaro: Stupid! *he punches Mephisto* When you're all alone, you find someone to put your trust in! Sheepy: Kintaro: *he picks up Mephisto* We're going to go on a drive! A drive into your heart! If no one else is going to befriend you, I am, Moose! Our friendship will be golden!! Sheepy: Kintaro: *he rushes in and grabs a helmet* Moose! Wear this! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he just. Looks at the helmet. His own hat. the helmet. Helmet wins. SAFETY FIRST, KIDS. And the horns are INDEED part of the hat* Sheepy: *Kintaro then rushes outside and over to his motorcycle* Sheepy: *The duo drive off on the Golden Bear into the sunset! Has he stolen your heart yet, Mephisto?!?!* Arsé-kun: *that's far more gay than necessary. nope.* Sheepy: *He will steal your heart during this ride!* Arsé-kun: *PHANTOM THIEVES ok anyway MEANWHILE* Sheepy: Satoru: *the sofa is his, apparently, because he hasn't moved* Arsé-kun: Proto: --do you mean you've never tried a sportsball? Sheepy: Cu: Those of the group who would play along would probably launch it at my face. Arsé-kun: Proto: That's a fair point... But do you mean that's not the point of sports? Sheepy: Cu:...By that I mean just Kintaro. Lobo likes fetch, but... Arsé-kun: Proto: I tried to teach Herc fetch once! Sheepy: Cu: I throw him a stick and he comes back with a tree. Arsé-kun: Proto: I threw Herc a stick and I was under a car for a few hours. Sheepy: Cu: Ouch... Sheepy: Lobo: *HES HERE* Arsé-kun: Proto: *THE PUPPES MAXIMUS IS HERE!!* What? Did you hear us? Do you want to play fetch? Sheepy: Lobo: *HES EXCITED!!* Arsé-kun: Proto: *HE'S also VERY EXCITED! LETS GO PLAY FETCH, GIANT PUPPY* Sheepy: Lobo: *he runs outside* Arsé-kun: *Proto is quick to follow!* Sheepy: *Cu follows Proto* Sheepy: Rider: *he stops watering the vegetables and stares* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he stoops down to get a decent sized branch and hurls it* Fetch! Sheepy: *Lobo chases it!* Sheepy: Lobo: *Lobo returns with the stick* Arsé-kun: Proto: ODO Arsé-kun: Proto: *he throws it again* Sheepy: *Lobo chases it again. He pauses and looks around before returning the stick* Sheepy: Rider:....... Arsé-kun: Proto: Good boy!! Sheepy: Lobo: *!!!!!!!* Sheepy: Rider: *he has inched closer.* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he throws the stick again* Go get it, boy! Sheepy: Lobo: *he runs for it!... he pauses at the stick and then runs further!* Arsé-kun: Proto: H-hey! Where are you going?! Sheepy: Lobo: *He disappears for a while before... returning to Proto with a tree. He's wagging his tail. he's such a good boy!* Arsé-kun: Proto: Lobo..! That's a tree! Sheepy: Lobo: ? Arsé-kun: Proto: I can't throw that! Sheepy: Lobo: ? Sheepy: Lobo: *he puts it down and goes back to the stick that was thrown originally* Arsé-kun: Proto: What are we going to do with an entire tree?? Sheepy: Lobo: *he looks at Proto and then picks it up. he returns with stick. he now has two stick!* Sheepy: Cu: I have no clue... Sheepy: Cu: I wonder who he stole it from. Sheepy: Rider: *he approaches. hes watching. staring. waiting.* Sheepy: Lobo: *he drops the stick in front of Proto* Sheepy: Lobo: *is this stick okay? am i a good boy??* Arsé-kun: Proto: Good boy!!! *and he throws the stick again* Arsé-kun: Proto: Does he... Does he do this often? Sheepy: Lobo: *he chases after it* Sheepy: Cu: We've had at least five calls from various people around the neighborhood about how he's stolen their trees. Sheepy: Cu:...Those are the people who even notify us abut it. Sheepy: Lobo: *he comes back with the stick... when suddenly, a sword whizzes past Cu and Proto! It gets stuck in a nearby tree. Not the one Lobo brought over.* Arsé-kun: Proto: *SCATHACH FUCKING HECK* What was that about?? Sheepy: Rider: ................................................ Sheepy: *Lobo gets the sword and then chases Proto down with it* Arsé-kun: Proto: WHYYYYYYYY Sheepy: Lobo: *HE WANTS TO GIVE YOU THE SWORD!!!!! THIS IS A GAME RIGHT???* Sheepy: Rider: ................................................. Sheepy: Rider: *He's making the motion of laughing* Arsé-kun: Proto: D-drop it, Lobo! Sheepy: Lobo: *he drops the sword* Arsé-kun: Proto: Good boy! Arsé-kun: *MEANWHILE BACK INSIDE* Arsé-kun: Herc: *he's got one hand on the back of Gil's head. Gil's face is in the sofa. He may or may not be suffocating, but Herc doesn't care. Tiny gold man brags too much* Sheepy: Gil: *he's struggling* Sheepy: Satoru: *he's lying on the floor. the sofa was taken from him.* Arsé-kun: Minako: *she sat down near Satoru* All right, that's enough, guys! *and herc lets gil go* Sheepy: Gil: *wheeze* Wh-what's your problem, mutt?! Arsé-kun: Herc: Talk too much. Sheepy: Gil: Well maybe if you talked more you wouldn't have a problem! Arsé-kun: Herc: ..... ...... Your voice is spectacularly annoying. Sheepy: Gil: Well your face is spectacularly annoying! Arsé-kun: Herc: *he just shoves Gil's face back into the sofa* Sheepy: *Gil goes back to struggling* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he hasn't put his paper down* I call his blood if he dies. Arsé-kun: Vlad: And Carmilla doesn't get any. Sheepy: Carmilla: What! Sheepy: Satoru: Why do people die? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Unfortunate circumstance. Arsé-kun: Eliza: *she raises her hand* I heard his blood was gold! Sheepy: Satoru: Are you dead? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Unconditionally and absolutely. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Well, I'm a vampire, for one. That tends to be lethal. Sheepy: Satoru: So vampires are dead? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Yes. Sheepy: Satoru: What's death? Arsé-kun: Vlad: A mess. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Sheepy: Satoru: But you're not a mess. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Thank you. Sheepy: Satoru: You're my dad. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: I do hope that's not literal. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: If it were completely literal, you would be half vampire.. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Sheepy: Satoru: Vampirism isn't hereditary, is it? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: It can be. It's very situational. Sheepy: Satoru: I'm not a vampire. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Then it wasn't literal, I presume? Sheepy: Satoru: I'm not biologically related to him. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Figurative, then. Sheepy: Satoru: No! Sheepy: Satoru: There's no figurative or literal about family. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: ... Ah. Arsé-kun: Herc: *he lets Gil go again* Sheepy: Satoru: Family is what you choose! Arsé-kun: Lance: *He's not listening, still sitting next to Guin. Priorities: Guin. What is important? Guin.* Sheepy: Gil: *he plops down on the sofa* Psshhh, who let this muscle-head in the presence of the King of Heroes, anyway? You dirty my golden armor! Arsé-kun: Herc: ..... ..... *he grabs Gil by the back of his shirt/armor? and just drags him outside before throwing him into the dirt* NOW dirty. Sheepy: Gil: Ugh! Sheepy: Gil: Don't touch me, mutt! Arsé-kun: Lobo: *mutt? me? he approaches Gil with the sword in his mouth. apparently the cu pair relented and used it for fetch* Sheepy: Gil: *OH SHOOT* Sheepy: Gil: Good puppy..... put the sword down.......... Arsé-kun: *Lobo drops the sword and licks Gil before trotting away. More fetch, plz* Sheepy: *Gil picks up the sword, inspects it, and then throws it* Arsé-kun: *the sword doesn't hit anyone.* Arsé-kun: Herc: .... *he picks up the tree.. and throws it* Get it! Sheepy: *Lobo chases down the tree and picks it up. He brings it to Herc* Arsé-kun: *and now theyre playing fetch..* Sheepy: *Lobo seems to be enjoying it!* Arsé-kun: *this is why nobody lives around here. shit like this happens. trees are flying* Sheepy: Gil: *he sneaks away froom Herc* Arsé-kun: *He goes back in. Guin and Lance have run off. Mozart has put his headphones back on* Sheepy: *Satoru is watching from next to Mozart* Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he's writing. Andersen is also watching* Sheepy: *Satoru doesn't understand but it's interesting!* Arsé-kun: *While this is happening, the room slowly empties. Only those three, Vlad, and Gil are left. It's finally quiet* Sheepy: Gil: *he sits down on the sofa. he is hurting.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... I'm amazed you survived. Sheepy: Gil: The King of Heroes won't die that easily...that dog, though... Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... That dog is something else. Sheepy: Gil: He's playing fetch with that mutt right now. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I pity the landscape.. Sheepy: Gil: I can't fix it. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Neither can we. Sheepy: Gil: And if you ask that brute to help, he'll smash your head in. Arsé-kun: Vlad: We usually tend to leave it.. Most of us are unsure what to do about it, really. Sheepy: Gil: Teach the dog not to do it. Arsé-kun: Vlad: He's a dog. Sheepy: Gil: Dogs can learn. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Maybe. Sheepy: Gil: You give them praise when they do the right thing. Sheepy: Gil: It may be a servant but I doubt it's resistant to dog treats. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Fair, but he tends to go through them quickly. Sheepy: Satoru: That's because he's a really good boy! Arsé-kun: Vlad: If anything, I feel bad for that tree.. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Either way, I'm just glad most of the noise has settled down. Sheepy: Satoru: I didn't like the crowding. Sheepy: Satoru: Crowds scare me. Sheepy: Satoru: So I'm glad it's cleared up. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I'll apologize on the behalf of others. You were not the center of attention, though. Sheepy: Satoru: I know. Sheepy: Satoru: I just felt really nervous... Arsé-kun: Vlad: I can understand.. Sheepy: Satoru: Have you felt that way before? Arsé-kun: Vlad: At times when I was much younger, yes. Arsé-kun: Vlad: There's nothing wrong with disliking crowds, either. They can be quite stressful.. Sheepy: Satoru: Really? ...So it's not just me being strange...? He said it was me being "weird" and that I should just "get over my strangeness"... Arsé-kun: Vlad: That implies he's being truthful. Sheepy: Satoru: Why would he lie?? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Why wouldn't he? Sheepy: Satoru: I don't know. Arsé-kun: Vlad: He thinks things will always go his way, and he tries to make sure it will. Thus, lying. Sheepy: Satoru: Why? Arsé-kun: Vlad: How should I know? Sheepy: Satoru: I don't know. Sorry. Sheepy: Kintaro: Our golden journey concluded with finding a new friend! *he enters!* Sheepy: Robin: Oi, Boss. I caught something for you. *he gestures to a deer. A live deer.* It was difficult getting it here but the meat may have rotted if I'd killed it earlier. Sheepy: Satoru: Dad, there's a strange man in the doorway. Arsé-kun: Vlad: It's about time you showed your face around here, Hood. Sheepy: Robin: Living in tbe comforts of modern housing doesn't suit someone like me, but visiting once in a while can be refreshing. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he's petting the deer. He looks 80% less clowny because look! He got actual fucking clothes* Sheepy: Satoru: The clown isn't a clown anymore... Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I still am! I just got new clothes! *he pulls his sleeve up. he didn't bother taking the other cloTHES OFF. MEPHISTO HOW ARE YOU NOT BAKING* Sheepy: Satoru: Did you not like being a clown? Or did society's harsh judgements force you to change your preferred wardrobe in order to fit in witb their norms? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Neither! I just wanted something new~ Sheepy: Satoru: New is always nice. Sheepy: Satoru: Sometimes people compare the remake to the original or the movie to the book and state that the most recent version is bad compared to the oldest version because it's lacking in some way, but it's not good to base your opinions off of comparisons. Views of subjects change over time and with new directors, so stating that one director's view is superior to another is wrong. One can enjoy something even if it's not like the original. Arsé-kun: Andersen: *wtf* Sheepy: Satoru:...So if anyone says to you that your previous clothes were better, you can just point out that you have your own view. Sheepy: Satoru: Because in the end you're still you. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: IIIII don't think anyone's gonna complain about it! Except maybe actual clowns. Sheepy: Satoru: What's that? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Exactly Sheepy: Satoru: I told myself while watching a horror movie about clowns that if I ever met a clown, I'd tell him that it's okay to be a clown. People always make fun of clowns in the horror movies and then the clowns get upset and turn it into a slasher. But if clowns were accepted for who they were, clowns wouldn't make carnivals blood baths. Sheepy: Gil: Idiot. He's no clown. He's a demon. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You didn't need to say it that way, fishgills! Sheepy: Satoru: No, no! It's always the people like you who make the clowns sad. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: He's right though~ *he leans back onto nothing. you stop that* Sheepy: Gil: Are the people of this time really so lacking in perception? Arsé-kun: Vlad: He's a child. Don't be so harsh. Sheepy: Gil: Even as a young kid I wasn't this blind. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Well, congratulations, you were a special snowflake. Sheepy: Gil: Hah! It's no surprise that I was special. Sheepy: Robin: You sure are "special". Arsé-kun: Andersen: Oh, absolutely. Sheepy: Gil: Now, now, no need to flatter me. Hahahahah! Sheepy: Gil: *he throws some gold coins to Andersen and Robin* Good try, though! Hahah! Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he shoves it all into his pockets. money* Sheepy: Kintaro: It's gold! Gold is my favorite color! Sheepy: Kintaro: On a related note, golden delicious apples are my favorite! We have those, right?! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Wolfgang said yes to that earlier. Sheepy: Kintaro: Good! Sheepy: Kintaro: I have smelted my friendship with Moose into a perfect gold ring! Eternal, like a circle, and gold, like my favorite color! Sheepy: Robin:...Are we going to kill the deer or not? Deer meat helps kids grow strong. Boss, you want to be strong, don't you? So eat your deer meat. Sheepy: Satoru: Eat it?? But it looks nice... Arsé-kun: Vlad: That'd probably be a no, Hood. Sheepy: Robin: Then I'll let it go. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Not here! Sheepy: Robin: I have to walk all the way back to let go of this high-quality deer...? Arsé-kun: Vlad: I'm only saying that because of Lobo. Sheepy: Lobo: *he heard his name!!!* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... ... Sheepy: Lobo: *he sniffs at the air. what's that smell?* Arsé-kun: *it's this fucking deer.* Sheepy: Lobo: *he barks. Rider arrives very quickly. He has two sword.* Sheepy: Robin: No, I caught this myself. Catch your own, Lobo! Sheepy: Kintaro: Let's move away from the deer, Moose... Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Best idea you've had all day, 'Taro. *he goes Up. it's still AWAY..* Sheepy: Kintaro: *he joins Vlad. he's not dealing with that.* Arsé-kun: *anyways, the deer panics, gets loose, and attempts to escape the property* Sheepy: *...Due to his immense size and speed, he quickly gains on the deer!* Arsé-kun: Proto: *AAAAAAAA?* Arsé-kun: *that deer is probably dead before it knows what hit him. him, bc you dont hunt does. thats how u run out of deer* Sheepy: *Rider decapitates the deer before Lobo eats it. Rider. Why.* Sheepy: Cu: Are we going to have to wash the lawn again??? Arsé-kun: Proto: Seems like it. Sheepy: Cu: Gross... Arsé-kun: *Herc's watching. He doesn't care* Sheepy: *Lobo is a happy dog. Deer tastes good to him.* Sheepy: *Robin mourns his lost deer.* Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he looked out the window. Instant regret* Arsé-kun: Andersen: Well, having witnessed that, I've decided now is the optimal time to exit. I've most likely overstayed my welcome. Arsé-kun: Andersen: You both, too. Come on, before Minako throws a fit. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: All right, all right! Jeez! sheep: Gil: Who gave you the right to order around the King of Heroes, mongrel? Arsé-kun: Andersen: Well, lets see. I've been with her longer than you, therefore, I've learned what makes her tick. Second off, it was more of a suggestion than an order. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he chuckles* Fishgills just has a dominance kink, that's all it is..! *he's giggling again. he wasn't done, but he can't get it out without lAUGHING* sheep: Gil: Ahaha, wouldn't you find it kinky if I used my Noble Phantasm on you? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I think I'd be more attacted to all the money you so graciously shared! sheep: Gil: Learn your place, Stooge! The King of Heroes gives out money when he pleases, not when he's asked! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Don't ca-aaaaaare~ *he lowers himself and pats Satoru's shoulder* See you later, kiddo. ^^ sheep: Satoru: See you soon, Clown! Arsé-kun: *Mephisto exits stage left. Andersen looks like he's waiting for Gil* sheep: Gil: *he gets off the couch* Feel sad, heathens! The King of Heroes is leaving your presence! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Thank the heavens. sheep: Gil: You, ignorant child! This is for you, since you housed me and gave me a feast over these short few hours! While it was a duty back in the day and expected, it's a rarity now! Bask in my glory and enjoy your reward, mongrel! Hahaha! *he throws some gold coins and gems at the direction of Satoru before leaving* sheep: Satoru: ...Why don't I feel good about it? Arsé-kun: Andersen: Because he has his head so far up his ass that he could make love to his own intestines. Either way, I'll really be going now. sheep: Satoru: Okay. Have a good night. Arsé-kun: *Andersen exits. Mozart watches him go and takes his headphones off* Arsé-kun: Mozart: I feel like I missed something. Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he's picked up one of the gems and inspects it* Sheepy: Satoru: Where did that come from anyway...? Arsé-kun: Vlad: I don't want to know. What I care about is knowing if it's real. Sheepy: Satoru: There's ways of telling that right? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Sure. Sheepy: Satoru: I don't know how though. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Great, me neither. Sheepy: Lobo: *he knows that he should be the center of attention right now, though! he flops over onto Vlad's lap and by extension the entire sofa. most of him is not on the sofa because he's too big for the sofa. lobo please.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: Thanks a lot, Lobo. *he pets Lobo with his free hand* Sheepy: Rider: *he is behind mozart, staring at what he wrote* Arsé-kun: *but how? he has no eyes, right...?* Sheepy: Rider:............. *he places a hand on Mozart's shoulder and points at the page* Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he jumps and gives Rider a startled look* What have I said about not announcing your presence?! Sheepy: Rider:......... *he claps his hands* ? Arsé-kun: Mozart: ... Yes, that works nicely. Sheepy: Rider: *he points to the page again* Arsé-kun: Mozart: This? It's just a short melody. Sheepy: Rider: "Play?" Arsé-kun: Mozart: I wouldn't mind doing so, but others may. Sheepy: Rider:..... Sheepy: Cu: *he has finally come in, looking grossed out* Did you need to decapitate it...?! Sheepy: Rider: "Give me my head." Arsé-kun: Mozart: Yes, let us get a time machine, grab your bloody and crushed head from wherever it is, return it, and smash it against the stump we call a neck until something sticks. That'll clearly work. Sheepy: Rider:........ Sheepy: Rider: "Buried without my head." Arsé-kun: Vlad: Then all that's left is a skull somewhere. Good luck. Arsé-kun: Mozart: If it makes you feel any better, I've learned that I was buried in a graveyard but the location wasn't marked well, so nobody is actually sure where my body is. Sheepy: Rider: *he pats Mozart's shoulder* ........ Sheepy: Rider: "Lobo wants Blanca. I want my head." Sheepy: Rider: "Until we achieve our final wishes we can never pass." Arsé-kun: Vlad: Even if you get what you want, I doubt either of you leaving would be appreciated by the young master. Sheepy: Rider:......... Sheepy: Rider: *he starts to sign something out and then stops* ........ Sheepy: Lobo: *he places a paw on Vlad's hand. pay attention to me, human* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he pets Lobo again* Sheepy: Rider: "My decisions are entirely based on Lobo's preferences - no one else's." Arsé-kun: Vlad: Fair, I suppose. Sheepy: *Satoru don't sleep there. That's not a bed.* Arsé-kun: *Apparently, it is now.* Sheepy: Lobo: *Satoru isn't petting me anymore??? why???* Arsé-kun: *i wonder why, lobo.* Sheepy: Lobo: *he doesn't know but he's sad* Arsé-kun: *let the boy sleep lobo* Sheepy: Lobo: *fine* Sheepy: Lobo: *he gets off the couch and stares at Satoru, and then at Vlad, and then back to Satoru again* Arsé-kun: Vlad: .. ? Sheepy: Lobo: *he turns, starts to walk towards Satoru's room, and then looks back* Arsé-kun: Vlad: Oh. Yes, I'm coming. *he carefully picks up Satoru, and heads upstairs to drop him off in his bed* Sheepy: *Lobo follows, wagging his tail* Arsé-kun: *and so, Vlad puts Satoru to bed. successful dadding* Sheepy: Lobo: *good Vlad. he puts his paws on Vlad's shoulders, and licks his face. Lobo seal of approval.* Sheepy: Lobo: *boof* Arsé-kun: Vlad: I'm glad it's to your standards. Sheepy: Lobo: *he plops down on the ground next to Satoru's bed* Arsé-kun: *MEANWHILE* sheep: Emiya: *he is dusting* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *his head appears from the trapdoor* There you are! Cleaning queen, only seventeen, where you beene? sheep: Emiya: Cleaning. I could ask you the same question. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I! Went shopping! *he puts a single leg on the floor. Just One* sheep: Emiya: Good for you. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he comes in the rest of the way and looks around* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: So dull.. *he sneezes* and dusty! Did you just start or something? Sheepy: Emiya: Yes, I did. I cleaned the rest of the house while it was empty. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Sheesh! Sheepy: Emiya: *he looks over at Mephisto finally and raises an eyebrow* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: What?! I got tired of looking like a clown! Sheepy: Emiya: Being a clown isn't a result of one's wardrobe, Mephisto. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Maybe! But it didn't help! Sheepy: Emiya: Being a clown is based on the actions you take in your everyday life. Sheepy: Emiya: To demand respect you must be worthy of it, and to be worthy of it you must take actions that are noble and help those around you. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: And not looking like trash is the first step to respect. Sheepy: Emiya: The second step is helping those around you, even in little ways, rather than cracking jokes or rubbing in their misfortunes. Sheepy: Emiya: *he hands Mephisto a second dust wand* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: ... You could have just asked for help! *he takes the wand* Sheepy: Emiya: Afterwards, we'll focus on the walls and door. Feather dusters won't work well for these so we'll be washing them down with warm, soapy water. Sheepy: Emiya: *he is still very focused on dusting, but that doesn't stop him from talking nonstop* We won't have time to clean any other surfaces tonight most likely. Sheepy: Emiya: Tomorrow we can focus on that unless you have other plans. In which case, I'll treat it as a solo mission. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I've..! Got nothing, so I'll stick around. Sheepy: Emiya:...I see. Sheepy: Emiya: That's nice. *despite his words, he doesn't seem to care...* Sheepy: Emiya:...I'm guessing you didn't buy groceries. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: .... I probably should have, but I don't have that much money! Sheepy: Emiya: The third step to being respected is getting a job. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Buddy, pal! We were all invited to go eat at the neighbors! Did no one tell you?? Sheepy: Emiya: No. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Sheesh! Once we're done, y'wanna go out and get something? Sheepy: Emiya: You have no funds. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I was hoping you did! Sheepy: Emiya:...I'm paid with respect. I have no salary.... Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You clean up after us! We should be paying you! Sheepy: Emiya: "Should" is very different from "could". Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Should AND could! Sheepy: Emiya: Gilgamesh and I have a... history, let's say. Considering that he's the main source of funds... Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Hmmmm! We'll figure something out! Sheepy: Emiya: I have no ingredients to make breakfast with in the morning. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: We could have Herc shake Gil until his money falls out! *he chuckles* I'd pay the end of my wallet to watch that! Sheepy: Emiya:....I'd like to see that. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Great! I'll see if I can make it happen! Sheepy: Emiya: Sure. Arsé-kun: *they go back to dusting.* Sheepy: *Eventually they finish dusting!* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You think it's safe to move the stuff up here? Sheepy: Emiya: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Even the creepy looking music box that gives me a bad feeling? Sheepy: Emiya: No. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: No? Sheepy: Emiya: If you don't like it, don't use it. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Not use! Just moving it! Sheepy: Emiya: Then fine, if you want to. Arsé-kun: *and Mephisto picks it up, and moves it off the sofa, which THANKFULLY was covered with a tarp, so it is NOT dusty as all hell* Sheepy: Emiya: Where did you get it from? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Right over here? *he puts it down on the table* You check it. I don't want to. Sheepy: Emiya:...You didn't buy it? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Nnnnno?? Was it not here before? Sheepy: Emiya:...I'm a bit tired. I don't know. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Then! Go lie down! Sheesh. I'll check this thing myself. Sheepy: Emiya: *he doesn't. he seems a little curious about the box.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: ...... *he prods it with the dust wand. nothing happens* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: ... *he prods it again. the dust wand gets swatted away!* Sheepy: Emiya:...? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he jumps back* Eek! It's definitely haunted! Sheepy: Emiya:...*he sits dowm on the sofa* What a surprise. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You don't sound surprised at all! Sheepy: Emiya: I've seen worse. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You probably have, but sheesh! Sheepy: Emiya: #1 of being a servant: Never lie about your experiences. Overreacting only to please others is pointless. Sheepy: Emiya: *his head, which is usually held with confidence, is slowly starting to droop* Crying about how there's a ghost in the music box will get us nowhere. Just make friends with it. That's yor skill. I have no friends, so I know nothing of the matter. Sheepy: Emiya: So deal with it yourself. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: But..! Then I have to deal with a ghost..! Sheepy: Emiya: What are you, five? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You don't like Gil, does that make you five? Sheepy: Emiya: We have a long history. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: And I've had a history with ghosts! Sheepy: Emiya:...*he stands up and winds the music* Sheepy: Emiya: There. Happy? Arsé-kun: *The ghost peeks out to look at him, then Mephisto, then goes back in. Once the song ends, the box closes* Sheepy: Emiya: *he sits down again, cross-legged* Let's say it was going to kill you in your sleep. I'm here, so it's at a great disadvantage. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Fair.. Sheepy: Emiya: Furthermore, the last people who lived here weren't killed by it. Sheepy: Emiya: So rather than tormenting it by prodding it, just leave it alone. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Guess you're right. Should we leave it up here? Sheepy: Emiya: Up to you. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Guess I will, then. Are all the other rooms actually taken? Sheepy: Emiya: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Dibs on the sofa here, then! What are you gonna do? Sheepy: Emiya: *he gets up* I don't know. Sheepy: Emiya: I don't need somewhere comfortable to sleep. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Well, okay..! Sheepy: Emiya: I need to go out early tomorrow to get groceries. Otherwise, I won't be able to make breakfast. Sheepy: Emiya:...How I'll pay for it, I haven't a clue. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Like I said, lets just shake Gil out for his money. That'll work, right? Sheepy: Emiya: I don't want to touch him. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Who does? Sheepy: Emiya: No one. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: We'll need a hazmat just to get near him Sheepy: Emiya:...I'll ask someone else for money tomorrow. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Good plan Sheepy: Emiya: *he sits down in the chair. Oh. It's nap time.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *ah. he lies down on the sofa and follows Emiya's example* Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile! Vlad is going hunting. People hunting.* Sheepy: *Carmilla decided to join along!* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... I'm just glad you wore actual clothes. Your regular outfit would have had you directed to down the street. Sheepy: Carmilla: Hey! They aren't that bad! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Sure is. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Either way, pipe down. Sheepy: Carmilla: *she seems frustrated but doesn't argue further.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he sits down, and quietly waits.* Sheepy: *Carmilla follows his example. She's learning from him. Learning his way of hunting.* Arsé-kun: *stealth.* Sheepy: Carmilla: You can have any guys who pass. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Of course. Sheepy: Carmilla: But I want any pretty women. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Don't just take any. Some can fight back. Sheepy: Carmilla: Then what do you recommend? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Making it as swift as possible. Sheepy: Carmilla: ...Okay. Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he leans back and waits.* Sheepy: *Carmilla shuts up and waits.* Arsé-kun: *a hobo passes through the alleyway. Vlad just nods to him with a "good evening, Pope," before going back to watching the street* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ..... Ah. I hear someone arguing. Sheepy: Carmilla: I hear it, too. I think it's a man and a woman. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Perfect. Lets hope they come this way. Sheepy: Carmilla: You get the man and I get the woman. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Certainly. Sheepy: Carmilla: They're getting closer. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Then lets stop conversing. Sheepy: *Eventually, the arguing couple gets very close.* Sheepy: *They're just within reach* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he nods, and waits for them to pass by, before quietly going behind the man* Sheepy: *the man is too focused with his argument to notice Vlad* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he gestures to Camilla. now or never* Sheepy: *Carmilla goes for the woman* Arsé-kun: *and Vlad goes for the man, covering his mouth and sinking his fangs into his neck* Sheepy: *Carmilla finishes and frowns, gently resting the woman against the wall* Sheepy: Carmilla: How can you stand that? Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he looks up* Stand what? Sheepy: Carmilla: Drinking their blood through their neck. Arsé-kun: Vlad: It doesn't really matter, I find. *he puts the man down against the opposite wall* Sheepy: Carmilla: It feels weird. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I suppose you'd know better than I do, since you've been a vampire for longer. Sheepy: Carmilla: You're just different from me. Sheepy: Carmilla: I've always been a vampire. You're only a vampire because it's widely believed you are because of that book, Dracula, right? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Exactly. Sheepy: Carmilla: So you're different. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I'm getting used to it still. It's strange being summoned as almost someone else. Sheepy: Carmilla: I was thinking about that. Sheepy: Carmilla: You're a berserker, and yet, you never go berserk. Sheepy: Carmilla: If you were summoned as a different class, would you be like your original self? ...Actually, considering you were a bloodthirsty tyrant, did becoming a berserker make you calmer? Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... That is an excellent question. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I suppose you would be correct, though. Arsé-kun: Vlad: My previous taste for blood seems to have turned into.. Well, a more literal taste for blood. Sheepy: Carmilla: This is because Bram Stoker can't tell truth from fantasy and reliable sources from unreliable sources. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Perhaps, and my summoning was based on this... Sheepy: Carmilla: Considering who summoned us? It's not surprising. Sheepy: Carmilla: Satoru actually believes that the real Vlad was a vampire. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Right... So I suppose I'm a berserker because of that? Or maybe he imagined me far worse than I was... Sheepy: Carmilla: I don't know about that last one. Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... Or maybe I've just grown tired of fighting being a vampire. Have I told you that tale yet? Sheepy: Carmilla: What tale? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Apparently not. Sheepy: Carmilla: Now I'm curious! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Lets get going, then. I'll tell you on the way. Sheepy: Carmilla: Uhuh? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Needless to say, I had no idea how to handle it, and spent most of my time in a rage. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I also hated the book itself with a passion, to the point where I'd be inclined to commit violence whenever it was brought up. Sheepy: Carmilla:...Oh boy. I bet it was brought up a lot, huh. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Constantly. Sheepy: Carmilla: Satoru did that to me, too, but I didn't mind. Sheepy: Carmilla: Because mine was accurate. Sheepy: Carmilla: But, continue. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I.. Also spent quite a lot of time starving, since I didn't know how often I had to drink... When I did at all. I was repulsed by it. Murder, fine, I can do that. Drinking it, though? I couldn't do it. Sheepy: Carmilla: That seems like a "you" sort of thing. Arsé-kun: Vlad: What's that supposed to mean?? Sheepy: Carmilla: Being angry, confused, and miserable. Arsé-kun: Vlad: You know what? Sure. Fine. Sheepy: Carmilla: I'm guessing out of necessity you changed? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Yes. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I've also gotten used to it. It's not as bad as I thought. Sheepy: Carmilla: Would you become human again if you could? Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... Tempting, but no. Sheepy: Carmilla: Why not? Arsé-kun: Vlad: It feels like a second chance. I wasn't summoned as Vlad the Impaler- I was summoned as Vlad the Vampire, so my past is irrelevant. Sheepy: Carmilla: You're still you either way. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Yes, I know that. I mean I've just accepted it. Sheepy: Carmilla: Whether you're "Vlad the Impaler" or "Vlad the Vampire", you're still Vlad in the end, and no amount of titles stuck to the end of your name will change that. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Vlad, the oldest man to live in that house. Sheepy: Carmilla: You aged better than Moriarty. Sheepy: Carmilla: You kept your head, too, unlike Rider. But... he's just some silly folktale, isn't he...? Sheepy: Carmilla: The one in the book was just a punk who threw a pumpkin at his rival in love... Arsé-kun: Vlad: Yes, and no. He's an unfortunate soldier who really did lose his head, but was summoned as the base for the headless horseman. Sheepy: Carmilla: The concept of a headless horseman came way before the book. Sheepy: Carmilla: I looked into it because I wanted to know his name so I could stop calling him Rider when he isn't even of the rider class... Arsé-kun: Vlad: The book is what Satoru used, though. As for his name, he needs to tell us it. Sheepy: Carmilla: As for your previous comment, I doubt he associates the atrocities of Vlad the Impaler with you. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I doubt he does. I doubt Satoru even knows about that part of my history. Sheepy: Carmilla: He calls you his dad, which wouldn't make sense if he thought you were a murderer. Sheepy: Carmilla: The only one I know of who he calls a family member despite knowing of his crimes is Moriarty, and... Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... Yeah, I don't think he cares about crime. Sheepy: Carmilla: Maybe. Sheepy: Carmilla: But crimes and murders are different. Sheepy: Carmilla: Crimes can be murder, but theft and blackmail are included under it. Sheepy: Carmilla:...Speaking of which... Arsé-kun: Vlad: Oh, no Sheepy: Carmilla: We're all considered fictional to some extent, right? Arsé-kun: Vlad: I suppose so. Sheepy: Carmilla: Except Mozart. Arsé-kun: Vlad: With him, it'd be his magecraft, but carry on. Sheepy: Carmilla: Satoru has shown very little interest in music. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Poor Mozart. Sheepy: Carmilla:...So why in the world did Mozart appear? Arsé-kun: Vlad: If I recall correctly, and I may not, he wanted an uncle. Mozart is strange enough to fit the role. Sheepy: Carmilla: Well. Sheepy: Carmilla: You... Sheepy: Carmilla: You certainly have a way with words. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Thank you. Maybe I'll become a writer. Arsé-kun: *in the distance, Andersen feels a disturbance in the force. He ignores it and keeps writing. Deadlines to meet and such.* Sheepy: Carmilla: And I wouldn't say poor Mozart anyway. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Good point. Poor us, having to deal with him. Sheepy: Carmilla: If he actively pursued a relationship with Satoru past "strange uncle", he might find that he shares interests with him. Sheepy: Carmilla: Besides, toilet humor isn't that funny. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Oh, let him live. If we can tolerate everything else, we can tolerate that. Sheepy: Carmilla: I know. Sheepy: Carmilla: I have to tolerate you. That's the true challenge. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Oh, shush. I have to tolerate you. Sheepy: Carmilla: You look angry all the time. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Yes, I know. Sheepy: Carmilla: And, uhhh... your hair is too long. So there. Arsé-kun: Vlad: You're right. I do need a trim. I'm considering bleaching it or something, too. Sheepy: Carmilla: Why?? Arsé-kun: Vlad: I want a change in my life. Sheepy: Carmilla: You'll look old. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I AM old. Sheepy: Carmilla: I mean, it's your life, but I like you the way you are. Arsé-kun: Vlad: That's the nicest thing you've said to me all month. Sheepy: Carmilla: Nevermind, I hate the way you are. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Aw, I hate you too. You smell like wet cat and you sound like one too. Sheepy: Carmilla: You soubd like a monster who'd give a cat a bath. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I sure would. Sheepy: Carmilla: What?! Sheepy: Carmilla: Even me...??? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Especially you! Sheepy: Carmilla: Why?! You sicko! Sheepy: Carmilla: I'm not dirty! Arsé-kun: Vlad: You smell awful, though. Sheepy: Carmilla: I do...? I take showers! Arsé-kun: Vlad: When did you last?? Sheepy: Carmilla: Why should I remember? Grooming is basically the same. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Disgusting. Sheepy: Carmilla: W-would you shut up?! Sheepy: Carmilla: I already said I'd take a shower! Shut up! Sheepy: Carmilla: I'm still having problems knowing when I have to take showers! Maybe if you told me when, I'd know, jerk! It's weird, I don't get it! Arsé-kun: Vlad: You think I'm an expert? Sheepy: Carmilla: If you're going to criticize me, you should at least give me advice. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Every few days seems reasonable. Sheepy: Carmilla: Vague... fine. I'll try to set up a schedule. Arsé-kun: Vlad: That works. Sheepy: Carmilla: Oh, we're home. Arsé-kun: Vlad: M-hm... Shall we head inside, or do you have anything in mind? Sheepy: Carmilla: Do you have anything in mind? I don't. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I wanted to snoop around a bit. *he glances towards the neighboring house* Sheepy: Carmilla: Can I join? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Certainly. Sheepy: Carmilla: Great! Arsé-kun: *they go snooping as usual. today, it's around the neighbor's place. nobody locks shit, nobody cares* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he lowers his voice considerably* Of course. It's late, after all.. Sheepy: Carmilla: *she follows his example* I know, but... Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... I hear something. Sheepy: Carmilla: *she begins to listen* Arsé-kun: *there's someone pacing above them..* Sheepy: Carmilla: Someone is awake... Arsé-kun: Vlad: It'd be safer to stay down here, then.. Sheepy: Carmilla: Right. Arsé-kun: *... So, of course, they head upstairs.* Arsé-kun: *Vlad and Carmilla, having just disregarded the phenomenon known as Common Fucking Sense, peek into the room where light still shines. Inside is Jekyll, pacing the perimeters of the room and occasionally jotting down a note or two.* Sheepy: Carmilla: *she raises an eyebrow* Arsé-kun: *Jekyll turns towards them, and rubs his eyes. Vlad backs away, pulling Carmilla with him. Jekyll then sees nothing in the doorway..* Arsé-kun: Jekyll: .... I really need to get sleep.. Sheepy: Carmilla:....*whew.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... That was far too close. Sheepy: *Carmilla nods* Arsé-kun: *that's enough snooping. lets Not Get Caught.* Sheepy: *Carmilla thinks this is a good idea and sneaks out.* Arsé-kun: *Vlad follows, doing his best to leave things the way he found them* Sheepy: *Carmilla does as Vlad recommended - taking a shower - and then goes to sleep.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... *he heads to the basement, and more or less throws himself into his coffin/bed/what have you. if u awake yous a fake* Sheepy: *Apparently Rider is a fake.* Arsé-kun: *rider is a fucking ghost thing and doesn't count* Arsé-kun: *the following morning..!!* Sheepy: Emiya: ...Unfortunately, I had no money, so I could buy no food. ...Meaning, we have no breakfast. Arsé-kun: Minako: What?! Nothing at all?! Sheepy: Emiya: I apologize. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she groans and faceplants into a pile of boxes* I knew we should have kept some funds out..! Arsé-kun: Minako: *she picks herself back up* Emergency measures! I'll get us money, hold on! Sheepy: Emiya: How? Arsé-kun: Minako: The only way I know how! *she hurries out of the room. When Emiya catches up, Minako is on the banister, wondering if she can body slam Gil and the sofa he's on from there....* Sheepy: *Gil, unsurprisingly, is still asleep.* Arsé-kun: Minako: *NOT FOR LONG! She jumps off and slams down onto Gil, elbow first* Giiiiiiiiiilgamesh! Sheepy: Gil: *STDHNDXTXGNCNG* Arsé-kun: Minako: We need money, we have no fooooood! I'm dyiiiiiiiiing! Sheepy: Gil: Ugh! Shoo, you dirty beggar! A king needs his beauty sleep! Sheepy: Emiya:....No amount of beauty sleep will fix a face like yours. Arsé-kun: Minako: *SNRRRK* Arsé-kun: Minako: *she stays where she is, and kinda just. puts her hand on Gil's face* Gil, buddy, pal. Comrade. If you don't help keep me alive, I will have you burned so we can have enough funds to buy food. You can sleep forever if you're dead. Sheepy: Gil: *he sits up and snaps. Gold bars come out of the gates of babylon and smack Emiya in the face* Sheepy: Gil: There's your money, mongrel! Arsé-kun: Minako: Loooove you! *she gets off of Gil* I'll wake you back up tomorrow! Sheepy: Gil: Get a job, you... you... Sheepy: Gil: *he yawns* Arsé-kun: Minako: We need to wait for one to come in. Go back to bed, Gilly. Sheepy: Gil: *he lies back down again and goes to sleep* Arsé-kun: Minako: ... You okay down there, Emi? Sheepy: Emiya: If your definition of okay is possibly having a broken nose... Yes Arsé-kun: Minako: *she casts a quick First Aid! ding.* Sheepy: Emiya: Thanks. I feel like a million bucks. Let's get going to the store. Arsé-kun: Minako: Righto! Arsé-kun: *they go Shopping. It takes all of Minako's self control to not eat anything until they LEAVE the store- And then she immediately tears a cereal box open and starts eating it.* Arsé-kun: Minako: du yu thunk thus's enuff fur th'week? *she's... got food in her mouth. mink. please.* Sheepy: Emiya: Depends. Arsé-kun: Minako: On? Sheepy: Emiya: Gilgamesh's tendency to waste things. Arsé-kun: Minako: He's awful with that! I'm going to start locking cabinets if he wastes anymore! Sheepy: Emiya: Good idea. Sheepy: Emiya:...Wait a minute, Master. I see a dog. Sheepy: Emiya: Don't make eye contact with it. Dogs hate that- Sheepy: Cu: What did you call me?! Arsé-kun: Minako: Emiya, no! We've got groceries! Sheepy: Emiya: Don't worry, Master. Praising dogs makes them happy. Sheepy: Emiya: I see you've finally ditched those obnoxious blue tights, Lancer. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she looks to Cu* Hey, wait. I saw you yesterday, right? Sheepy: Cu: I see you haven't ditched that obnoxious personality of yours, Archer!-Ah? Sheepy: Cu: Uhhh... Yeah. Arsé-kun: Minako: Just making sure! Can we get the food home before you two have your little spat? Sheepy: Cu: I just want to go to work...! Arsé-kun: Minako: Then go ahead! *she pulls on Emiya's arm* Come on! Sheepy: Cu: I want to kick his butt but I can't right now. Sheepy: Emiya: What horrible luck I have... Master, just ignore him and maybe he'll go away. Arsé-kun: Minako: He'll go away because we're going! *she pulls on Emiya's arm again* Sorry to hold you up, neighbor! Sheepy: Cu: *he goes on his way* Sheepy: Emiya: *he finally starts walking* Sheepy: Emiya:..."Neighbor"? Arsé-kun: Minako: If you came out, you'd have known! The neighbor's got servants, too! Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, but they have a giant puppy! Like, an actual dog! Sheepy: Emiya: I'd like to trade Gilgamesh for the dog. Arsé-kun: Minako: I'd make that trade, but the dog comes with a ghost man, and I don't think we have the room for that kind of dog! Sheepy: Emiya: I see. Sheepy: *There's the clattering of chains...* Sheepy: Emiya: Gilga-... ... Arsé-kun: Mori: Lobo, get back here! Sheepy: Emiya: Master, it seems we're in trouble. Arsé-kun: Minako: It's Lobo! *she puts her bags in Emiya's arms and holds her own out* Puppy! Sheepy: Robin: He's walking himself. What a smart dog. Time for a smoke amd some shopping. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, no you don't. Sheepy: Lobo: *HELLO!!!!!!* Arsé-kun: Minako: :D :D :D !! Sheepy: Robin: What? Arsé-kun: Mori: At least stay with us this time. You always run off. Sheepy: Robin: Just because Cu Chulainn gave it up because of Boss doesn't mean I have to... Arsé-kun: Mori: I don't care about you smoking. Just stay with us. Sheepy: Robin: The dog is smart enough to walk himself back. Sheepy: Robin: Unless you mean more than just the dog and you. Arsé-kun: Mori: I do. At least stay at the house until Satoru is up? Sheepy: Lobo: *he licks Minako's face. hes here!!!!* Arsé-kun: Minako: *she got food and she got to pet the puppy. best day ever* Sheepy: Robin: Fine. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you. Sheepy: Robin: What's up with you, anyway? Why do you care? Arsé-kun: Mori: He didn't even recognize you yesterday, you spend so much time away. I'm just concerned about what could happen if he really does forget you. Sheepy: Robin: I have very few reasons to visit. Arsé-kun: Mori: And that's fine. Like I said, I'm unsure what would happen if you were forgotten, though. Sheepy: Robin: *he shrugs. he doesn't seem concerned...* Arsé-kun: Mori: I suppose we'll find out the hard way. Sheepy: Robin: Sure. Arsé-kun: Mori: Glad we can settle it so easily. Pass me a smoke. Sheepy: Robin: *he hands Mori a cigarette and holds out his lighter* Never seen you smoke before. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he takes the cig and lights it* There's a time and place for everything. And I wanted one. Sheepy: Robin: Uhuh, okay, whatever you say. Arsé-kun: Mori: *he blows a small smoke ring* What is that supposed to mean, Hood? Sheepy: Lobo: *food?* Arsé-kun: Minako: This isn't for you, puppy! Sorry! Sheepy: Robin: I never see you smoke. Is something on your mind? Arsé-kun: Mori: Perhaps. Sheepy: Robin: What? Sheepy: Lobo: *ok* Arsé-kun: Mori: His mother hasn't been home in several days. While I know Satoru doesn't care, I can't help but wonder if something happened. Sheepy: Robin: Hmm. Sheepy: Robin: That doesn't sound like she's just busy. Arsé-kun: Mori: Exactly. There's no evidence of her coming in when we aren't looking, and Masato is getting increasingly worried. Sheepy: Robin: Maybe she's dead. Sheepy: Robin: Or Lobo can find her. Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you so very much for your not at all helpful input. It'll be stored with the rest of the useless input I get. Lobo is clearly busy. Arsé-kun: *Lobo finally leaves Minako alone, and she goes inside to help Emiya put food away. Mori pats Lobo and strolls away with him, leaving Robin to go back inside after he's done with his cigarette.* Arsé-kun: *About an hour later, Moriarty returns home, alone, coming in and locking the door behind him with an unprecedented speed.* Arsé-kun: Mori: Nobody ask questions, if he shows up, I don't live here! *he looks panicked. This, on it's own, is worry-inducing.* Arsé-kun: *What doesn't help is Moriarty hurriedly hobbling away into a different room, until his hip gives out and he ends up on his ass. At least he ended up on his ass.* sheep: Satoru: Grandpa?! *he rushes over to Moriarty* Are you okay?! sheep: *The door rings. Ding dong.* Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, yes... My hip just gave out. I'll live. Sheepy: Satoru: Who shook you up so much...??? Arsé-kun: Mori: Him, at the door..! Sheepy: Satoru: ...? Sheepy: Satoru: Should I not answer it? Sheepy: Satoru: But it might be Lobo. I didn't see him enter. Arsé-kun: Mori: It's not, trust me. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. But how will Lobo get in? Arsé-kun: Mori: The dog door. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Mori: Either way, good hip or not, if he gets in, I'm gone. Sheepy: Satoru: Where would you go? Arsé-kun: Mori: I'll tell you once I've worked it out Sheepy: *Sherlock is here! ... How did he get in? Lobo is with him, anyway. He's got a granola bar in his mouth. Did Sherlock bribe him?* Arsé-kun: Mori: *he screams and backs away* Get out! Sheepy: Sherlock: Hello, Professor Moriarty! *he's grinning that smug grin of his. Sherlock...* Sheepy: Sherlock: Ahahahah, you certainly have aged about, five years, ten years, haven't you? How long has it been since we've seen each other? Sheepy: Satoru: Grandpa, there's a strange man. Arsé-kun: Mori: Not nearly long enough, Holmes! Get out! Sheepy: Satoru: Holmes? Sheepy: Sherlock: Why? I've missed you. Arsé-kun: Mori: I haven't! Your smug face hasn't changed one bit, you babyfaced braggart! Sheepy: Sherlock: Ahah, are you envious? Arsé-kun: Mori: Only of your ability to run without your hip giving out. Sheepy: Sherlock: Aren't there fixes for that? Arsé-kun: Mori: How should I know? I'm a math professor, not a doctor. Arsé-kun: Mori: He's not with you? Sheepy: Sherlock: Unfortunately, no. Arsé-kun: Mori: What a shame. Now get out. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why can't I visit an old friend? Arsé-kun: Mori: You literally killed me. Sheepy: Sherlock: Ah... yes, I vaguely recall that. To me, it feels like something that happened in the future instead of the past. Like deja vu, or a dream. Sheepy: Sherlock: However, now that I think about it... Sheepy: Sherlock: You were the one who tried to kill me first, weren't you? So technically, it's self defense. Arsé-kun: Mori: Not like that, though..! Sheepy: Sherlock: Whether or not you intended to kill me by stabbing me through, beating me to death, or shoving me off a cliff, the point stands that my actions were a result of you trying to kill me. Sheepy: Sherlock: Anyway, as old rivals, we should talk about more pleasant things! Hahaha! Arsé-kun: Mori: *he looks away. Diiiiscomfort* Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, I'm not in your hair. Arsé-kun: Mori: Out of the house. Sheepy: Sherlock: I can't believe your house is your hair. Arsé-kun: Mori: Shut up. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he frowns* Do you really dislike me that much? Arsé-kun: Mori: I don't know. Use your gigantic brain that you enjoy bragging about to figure it out. Do you want the details or not? Sheepy: Sherlock: "Brag"...? Arsé-kun: Mori: Is that a no? Sheepy: Sherlock: I want the details, yes... but, you act as though I'm a braggart. However, I can't think of an instance where I've bragged about my intelligence - I'm about average. I just read up on as many crimes as I can. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... *he ignores most of this, looking up at Sherlock* This young boy's mother has disappeared rather recently, and none of us are sure where she has gone. Sheepy: Sherlock: Disappeared? Arsé-kun: Mori: May as well. Went out for work one day, hasn't returned. Sheepy: Sherlock: I see. Sheepy: Sherlock: Where does she work? Sheepy: *Satoru is staring at Sherlock, awestruck* Arsé-kun: *Mori tells him, and starts covering more of the finer details- No doubt so Sherlock can repeat them later and sound super smartypants* Sheepy: Sherlock: I see. Arsé-kun: Mori: -And then came you. Sheepy: Sherlock: Right. Arsé-kun: Mori: If you could pick up where I left off, it'd be much appreciated. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes, I can. Arsé-kun: Mori: Excellent. Do share anything of importance you find. Sheepy: Sherlock: I will. Sheepy: Satoru: *stare* Sheepy: Sherlock:....? Arsé-kun: Mori: ... He may have figured out just who you are. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why did you quit the criminal business, Moriarty? I didn't think babysitting suited you. Sheepy: Sherlock:...However, you seem happy with it, unless it's because you've found the perfect heir for your "business". Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, I haven't quit, and he's not going to be an heir unless he wants to. Sheepy: Sherlock: You aren't dragging innocent children into dangerous scenarios, are you? Arsé-kun: Mori: Quite the contrary. If he wants to drag me around, he will. Sheepy: Sherlock: You really have changed. Arsé-kun: Mori: He was the summoner. What right do I have to say no? Sheepy: Sherlock: In terms of a person, for the better, in terms of a rival, for the worse... Sheepy: Sherlock: ...He summoned you? Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes. Everyone here, bar his actual parents, were. Even Lobo here. Sheepy: Sherlock: I'm not being critical here - I'm actually curious. Did you know that he was a child before you appeared? I just can't understand why you'd want to be summoned by a child. Wouldn't an adult be a better partner? Sheepy: Lobo: *he was rolling around on the ground until he heard his name. he's now listening closely* Arsé-kun: Mori: Not as a partner, and no, I did not. None of us did, and I'm fairly certain none of us were summoned as a battle partner. Sheepy: Sherlock: ...I see. Sheepy: Satoru: I looked up online how to get a grandpa and followed the steps. It worked. Sheepy: Sherlock:.........I-I see. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he gives Moriarty a look of... what looks like pity?* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... What's that look? Sheepy: Sherlock: I would not want to be thrust into such a job against my will. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, I didn't, either. Now, though? It's fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: He didn't use a command seal on you? Arsé-kun: Mori: I don't think he knows how to. Sheepy: Sherlock: So... this isn't against your will, then. *he seems very confused* Arsé-kun: Mori: Not at all. I've unfortunately grown attached. Congratulations, Holmes, I've got a weakness you can fully exploit to your heart's content. Sheepy: Sherlock: I wasn't aware you were capable of growing attached to anyone. Arsé-kun: Mori: Neither was I. Sheepy: Sherlock: Well, I'm glad you found happiness in a positive form. Sheepy: Sherlock: Congratulations! Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Thank you, I suppose. Arsé-kun: Mori: ... You're here, though. Who summoned you? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he stiffens up some* Sheepy: Sherlock:...They died a few hours ago of a car crash. Do you know what happens to a servant after a master dies? I'm sure it'll be a good learning experience. Sheepy: Sherlock: Everything feels... very stiff. My mind is starting to get cloudy. My body doesn't want to function. Sheepy: Sherlock: It's almost like all of this is a dream. My ability is "independent action", which allows me to linger for a few hours after I'm cut off from a mana source, but... Sheepy: Sherlock: Please form a contract with me. Sheepy: Satoru:....Um... Sheepy: Sherlock: What? Sheepy: Satoru: I was told never to make contracts with people I barely know. Arsé-kun: Minako: Dibs. *she strolls in the door, and she's still carrying that cereal box. Mink..* You guys hear of closing doors? Sheepy: Sherlock: You're willing? Arsé-kun: Minako: One more can't hurt n' you need it! Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Minako: ... Lance! I was wondering where you were! Go home! Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Arsé-kun: Minako: ... At least for a bit, you big bully! Sheepy: *Sherlock takes her hand* Arsé-kun: *Contract Made!!* Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Minako: Veeeery welcome! Hey, Lancey, if you're gonna be a shithead, can you at least help Sherly over here before he drops? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he makes a noise akin to gurgling and slings Sherlock over his shoulder like a sack of potato. he doesn't give a shit.* Sheepy: Satoru: What does that noise mean anyway? Arsé-kun: Minako: I have no idea. Arsé-kun: Minako: ... Oh, right, I came over here for a reason! *she pulls out a compact mirror looking thing* Arsé-kun: Roman: -ven MagiMari doesn't have ideas? What is this world coming to? Sheepy: Satoru: It's a ghost! Arsé-kun: Roman: Where?! *he almost falls off his seat. Roman.* Sheepy: Satoru: The ghost is afraid of itself? Arsé-kun: Roman: Oh, you mean me! No, no! I'm human, I swear! Sheepy: Satoru: Really? Then how did you get in there? Arsé-kun: Roman: I'm not in it! I'm in my office miles away! It's just a screen! Sheepy: Satoru: So it's a phone? Arsé-kun: Roman: Pretty much, except no texting, and no roaming charges! Sheepy: Satoru: You need to pay to go places? Arsé-kun: Roman: Never mind that! Hey, kid, you wanna help slowly save the world with tons of fine print? Arsé-kun: Minako: Roman, that's creepy. Arsé-kun: Roman: .... With a lot less fine print? Arsé-kun: Minako: I'm going to explain without you, doc. Arsé-kun: Roman: *he leans in really close to his mic and lowers his voice* save the world Sheepy: Satoru: I was told never to agree to offers from creepy strangers. Arsé-kun: Roman: I'm joking! We'd have to explain what it is we do first, not after! Arsé-kun: *in the bg, lance carries sherlock to the other house, and slings him onto the sofa before walking away. real goddamn helpful* Sheepy: Satoru: I can't save the world. Sheepy: Satoru: You can't fix something when you don't know what's wrong. Arsé-kun: Minako: What's wrong is evil being all like "HEY WHAT IF WE RUIN EVERYTHING" and kind of happening? A lot? Arsé-kun: Minako: So we kinda swing in there and kick their butts? Arsé-kun: Minako: Their small evil plots that could become big ultraevil plots, stopped before they can happen! Arsé-kun: Roman: What is this, a saturday morning cartoon? Sheepy: Satoru: There's one thing wrong with that idea. Sheepy: Satoru: It's a very fatal flaw. Arsé-kun: Roman: Like what? Sheepy: Satoru: I rarely leave my house. Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, you don't have to! Your servants can help and do it, too! Arsé-kun: Minako: It's like, uh, just another job for them! Sheepy: Satoru: If I'm not the one who'll be doing it, it's not my choice. Arsé-kun: Roman: You're considered the master, though! They'd need your permission, and anyway, I need to put all known servants and masters into the system. Sheepy: Satoru: But I'm not the boss of them. Arsé-kun: Roman: *he's visibly startled* B-but that's the point of being the master! Sheepy: Satoru: ? Arsé-kun: Roman: You did summon them yourself, right? Sheepy: Satoru: Yes. Arsé-kun: Roman: That makes you considered the master, because you did the summoning. Sheepy: Satoru: No. Sheepy: Satoru: I didn't summon them to order them around. Arsé-kun: Roman: It's just the term that's used! Sheepy: Satoru: So if they want to, they can do it, but if they don't want to, they don't have to. Arsé-kun: Roman: Most masters would be envious of you at this rate! I got it, thought. Go ahead and ask them. If they want to, and you allow it, I'll set up the system! Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Sheepy: Satoru: One is at work right now so I can't ask him. Arsé-kun: Roman: That's okay! We don't need a response right now! Arsé-kun: Mori: .... *he wonders if everyone has forgotten he is there. he grabs the chair and attempts to get up. denied by gravity and that fucking hip* Oof! If nobody minds my input, I'd be interested. Sheepy: Satoru: If you want to. Arsé-kun: Mori: I just said I did. Sheepy: Lobo: *boof* Sheepy: Lobo: *he sniffs at the communication machine. where's the voice coming from?* Arsé-kun: Minako: *IT'S LOBO!! I'm petting Lobo!* Sheepy: Lobo: *!!!!!!!!!!!!* Arsé-kun: Roman: What is that blocking the screen?? Sheepy: Satoru: It's Lobo. Arsé-kun: Roman: As in, Hessian Lobo?? The avenger class? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. Arsé-kun: Minako: Who's the best puppy there ever was??? Is it you?? Sheepy: Lobo: *is it me??????* Arsé-kun: Minako: It's you!! Sheepy: Lobo: *!!!!!!!!!! IT IS ME!!!!* Arsé-kun: Roman: I can't believe she's babytalking an avenger class servant.. Sheepy: Satoru: I thought that the angry one was Rider. Arsé-kun: Roman: You'd have to tell me! I don't have many notes on them. Sheepy: Satoru: Lobo is the name of the dog. Arsé-kun: Roman: ... I've got that. Sheepy: Satoru: Lobo likes taking down deer and leaving their headless remains on our lawn. Arsé-kun: Mori: .... I hate to interrupt yet again, but I may need assistance. Sheepy: Satoru: I can get Kintaro to help you! Sheepy: *Satoru leaves and returns with Kintaro* Sheepy: Kintaro: *he picks Mori up and puts him in ghe chair* Arsé-kun: Mori: Thank you very much. Sheepy: Kintaro: Gramps, who pushed you out of your chair? Arsé-kun: Mori: No one. My hip gave out. *he seems annoyed* Sheepy: Lobo: *he licks Mori's face. it's okay I'm here for you grandpa* Arsé-kun: Mori: *ew gross it's in my mouth* Sheepy: Lobo: *did he help?* Arsé-kun: *yes* Arsé-kun: Mori: ... Ah, while your here, Kintoki. Would you have any qualms about doing any community services? We'd be paid to, I hear. Sheepy: Kintaro: No! I'll show everyone my golden devotion! Arsé-kun: Mori: I'm glad I won't be going alone, then. Sheepy: Kintaro: Did Lobo say no? Arsé-kun: Mori: You tell me. Sheepy: Lobo: *boof* Sheepy: Kintaro: He asked if Blanca would be there. Arsé-kun: Mori: I've got no idea. Arsé-kun: Mori: It could be possible to find a descendant, but I won't give any guarantees. Sheepy: Lobo: *whine* Sheepy: Kintaro: He's leaving the choice up to his rider. Arsé-kun: Mori: A fair decision. Sheepy: Lobo: *bark* Sheepy: Kintaro: He asked if there would be hunting. Arsé-kun: Minako: Could be! Sheepy: *Lobo seems curious.* Arsé-kun: Mori: I suppose we may as well ask the others. Sheepy: Satoru: Is everyone else home? Arsé-kun: Mori: Everyone except Cu and Hood. Sheepy: Satoru: Let's ask everyone but them, then. Arsé-kun: Mori: Sure thing. Sheepy: Kintaro: Guin is most likely with that armored man. Arsé-kun: Minako: I told him to go home! If Lance came back I'm kicking his butt! Sheepy: Satoru: We don't mind him being here. Arsé-kun: Minako: You don't? He's still a berserker, so you might need to keep an eye on him. Sheepy: Satoru: Vlad is a berserker. Arsé-kun: Minako: So is Herc! The difference is they've got self control. Lancey really doesn't. Sheepy: Satoru: He doesn't? Arsé-kun: Minako: Not that I've ever seen. Sheepy: Satoru: He seems nice. Arsé-kun: Minako: He is when he isn't throwing a temper tantrum. Sheepy: Satoru: Why does he do that? Arsé-kun: Minako: No self control. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Sheepy: Satoru: Rider decapitates Lobo's prey. Arsé-kun: Minako: But is it intentional? Sheepy: Satoru: The thought of Lancelot throwing a fit doesn't bother me because of it. Sheepy: Satoru: Yes. Arsé-kun: Minako: Yyyeah, Lancey's aren't. Sheepy: Satoru: That's okay. Arsé-kun: Minako: Well, okay! Sheepy: Satoru: Let's go find everyone else. Sheepy: Satoru: Carmilla is probably with Vlad. Sheepy: Satoru: Rider is probably with Mozzy or is outside somewhere. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Mozzy is right here. Sheepy: Satoru: Guin is with Lancelot most likely and Cu Chu is at work. That's everyone, right? Arsé-kun: Mori: Hood, again. Sheepy: Satoru: That's the man who comes in once every so often with animals, right? Arsé-kun: Mori: He was here before! Sheepy: Satoru: Lobo kills them so we can't keep them as pets. Sheepy: Lobo: *whine* Sheepy: Satoru: Oh, I think I remember seeing him recently but I'm not sure. Arsé-kun: Mori: He... Was here this morning.. Sheepy: Satoru: He was wearing red, right? Sheepy: Kintaro: He was wearing green... Arsé-kun: Mori: ....... Forget it. Sheepy: Satoru:? Sheepy: Satoru: I don't remember then. Sheepy: Satoru: Wait. There was a hooded man this morning. Arsé-kun: Mori: Yes, him. Sheepy: Satoru: He's never here. Arsé-kun: Mori: I said that to him before. Sheepy: Satoru: Why isn't he? Arsé-kun: Mori: I don't know. He wouldn't say. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Sheepy: Satoru: I'll ask him if I recognize him. Sheepy: *Kintaro goes to find Carmilla and Vlad while this conversation goes on.* Arsé-kun: *they're both in the basement. Vlad's awake, and sewing. what are you doin' up so early, pal?* Sheepy: *Carmilla looks up from what she's doing before giving Kintaro a disinterested look and going back to...whatever that is.* Sheepy: Kintaro: Vlad! Caramel! Join my golden pursuit of justice! Arsé-kun: Vlad: It's too early. Sheepy: Kintaro: But, it's something you can do at any time. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Then how about more detail then golden whatever it was you said? Sheepy: Kintaro: Somebody asked Satoru to save the world or something! Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he stifles a yawn* Don't believe it was that dramatic. Sheepy: Carmilla: If there's no pretty women I don't care. Sheepy: Kintaro: That's what I was told. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ... What has Satoru said about it? Sheepy: Kintaro: That it's up to us. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Sure, I guess. Sheepy: Carmilla: I don't understand what's going on but if I don't go when Vlad does, he'll get a leg up on me. Arsé-kun: Vlad: I sure will. Sheepy: Carmilla: Not if I kick your butt first, old man. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Doubt it. Sheepy: Carmilla: You won't even let me try?! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Nope. Whatever it is, I'm already better than you. Sheepy: Carmilla: Wrong, incorrect! Arsé-kun: Vlad: It's right if I get a head start. Sheepy: Carmila: No, you won't! Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he carefully puts his sewing down and sits up straighter* I won't? Sheepy: Carmilla: No, because I'll start first! Arsé-kun: Vlad: You say, not moving at all. Sheepy: *Carmilla gets up* Sheepy: Carmilla: I will remain being better than you in every way, Vlad! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Sure. Sheepy: Carmilla: Just watch me and be impressed! *she rushes out* Arsé-kun: Vlad: .... So, Kintaro, how has your day been? Sheepy: Kintaro: A little dull. I took the golden boar out for a ride but other than that nothing has happened... Arsé-kun: Vlad: That's a shame. Sheepy: Kintaro: I'm going to bring Lobo to a dog park. I went to one today, but nobody parked their dogs there, surprisingly... instead, there were dogs running around on a field. Lobo would like it! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Maybe. Would there be space for him? *it is time to get Up.* Sheepy: Kintaro: Huh? Arsé-kun: Vlad: With how large Lobo is. Sheepy: Kintaro: Lobo is a dog too. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Fair. Sheepy: Kintaro: And he wanrs to see Blanca, so if I can find a dog who looks like Blanca, he'll be happy, right? Arsé-kun: Vlad: I'd suppose so? Sheepy: Kintaro: I'll go ask Lobo! Okay, have fun with whatever you're knitting! Arsé-kun: *Vlad is left alone. Vlad is forced to go upstairs to get something to drink, because the only lazy idea he had walked away.* Arsé-kun: Minako: --But yes, they're'll definitely be pretty women. Maybe not immediately? Sheepy: Carmilla: Good. I'll do it,then. Arsé-kun: Roman: Seems like "yes" is the most common answer! Sheepy: Satoru: Cu Chu is still at work. Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he stifles another yawn* Doesn't he get back soon..? Sheepy: Satoru: Yeah. Sheepy: Satoru: Yeah. Sheepy: *someone comes in through the front door! It's Cu Chu! Hawaiin shirt Cu Chu. He closes the front door, locks it, and then lies down on the ground. It's nap time.* Sheepy: Cu: It was crowded and understaffed... Arsé-kun: Mozart: Rest in piece. Do you want a eulogy? Sheepy: Cu: I want a vacation. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I hear death is nice this time of year. Sheepy: Cu: I feel exhausted. Arsé-kun: Vlad: At least be a mess somewhere other than the doorway Sheepy: Cu: *he stands* ...Oi, wait a minute, you were wih that red coated jerk. Sheepy: Cu: Don't trust that guy. Sheepy: Cu: He backstabbed his last master and he backstabbed me. Arsé-kun: Minako: Emmy? He already knows what'll happen if he tries to backstab me. It'll involve explosives. Sheepy: Cu:...Literally in my case. Arsé-kun: Minako: He did it to Proto, too, when he thought he was you. I think he just doesn't like you. Sheepy: Cu: Don't underestimate him. Sheepy: Cu: Evey single time I've been summoned I've had the misfortune of meeting him and then being murdered by him somehow. Arsé-kun: Minako: I'm pretty sure he still wants to kick your ass. Sheepy: Cu: Seeing him makes me really angry! Arsé-kun: Minako: ... Soooo... That hasn't happened yet this summoning, right? Sheepy: Cu: He hasn't yet! Sheepy: Cu: ...No, he won't! Because this time, I'll kill him if he tries anything! Arsé-kun: Minako: Anything? Does that include breathing? Sheepy: Cu: Yes! Sheepy: Cu: I mean, maybe. Sheepy: Cu: If he breathes on me, then yes! Arsé-kun: Minako: Geez! Sheepy: Cu: That's how much I hate him! Gosh! Arsé-kun: Roman: I almost don't want to ask him now, with how much he's dealing with.. Sheepy: Cu: Ask me what? Arsé-kun: *cu is asked about the Thing* Sheepy: Cu: ..Well, I am interested. Sheepy: Cu: But, it depends. Arsé-kun: Minako: On? Sheepy: Cu: Is Archer going to be there? Arsé-kun: Minako: He could? It's a low chance, since he usually does chores around the house, but.. Sheepy: Cu:........ Sheepy: Cu: Ah, heck it! I'll go. I want to stab some bad guys! Arsé-kun: Minako: Enthusiastic! I like it! Sheepy: Satoru: All we have now is Mozzy, right? Rider goes where Lobo goes. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I wouldn't mind helping. Sheepy: Satoru: Great! That's everyone! Arsé-kun: Vlad: Excellent. I'm going back to bed, unless someone gives me an offering or something happens. Sheepy: Robin: What's with the large collection of people? Did I miss something? Arsé-kun: Mori: Oh, you're back already? That's a new record, Hood. Arsé-kun: Mori: But yes. Sheepy: Satoru: It's....eeehhhhh... Sheepy: Satoru: Red riding hood. Sheepy: Robin: Yes, I'm back, no, I wear green. Sheepy: Satoru: Not all of her clothes were red, probably. Sheepy: Robin: What did I miss? Arsé-kun: *robin is Caught Up* Sheepy: Robin: I'm no hero. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Me, neither. You wanna go kill someone, I'm down. *he's joking. I think?* Sheepy: Robin: No. Sheepy: Robin: I'm happy with my own hobbies. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Becoming a disney princess? Sheepy: Robin:...If that's what you want to call it. Sheepy: Robin: I'd call it camping. Sheepy: Satoru: Bugs come into your home because they don't like the outside. Sheepy: Satoru: If even little insects find the comforts of a home to be superior to the dangers of the outside world, why do people think it's fun to sleep outside without a warm bed or the feeling of security that walls give? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Because he apparently enjoys suffering. Sheepy: Robin: ...Everyone who can't understand the joys of camping is coming with me when I leave. Sheepy: Satoru: I can't go if I'm in my room! Arsé-kun: Minako: Maybe we can all go camping later! Sheepy: Satoru: I'm not going. Sheepy: Satoru: Camping is for people who are, uhhhh... Sheepy: Satoru:..... Arsé-kun: Mori: Outdoorsy. Sheepy: Satoru: I had another word but I'm not completely sure what it means. Arsé-kun: Mori: Share. Sheepy: Satoru: Masochistic? Arsé-kun: Vlad: That's absolutely not the correct word, but I understand anyway. Sheepy: Satoru: It isn't? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Absolutely not. Sheepy: Satoru: What does masochistic mean? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Enjoying your own pain or suffering to an unhealthy degree. Sheepy: Satoru: ...? Arsé-kun: Mozart: It's me, trying to write. *he's clearly joking* Sheepy: Satoru: Is that why Cu Chu works as both a grocer and a waiter? Arsé-kun: Mozart: *sNNRRRKK* I don't see why not! Sheepy: Satoru: So Cu Chu is a masochist. Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Mozart: That gives me an idea, actually. Sheepy: Satoru: Huh? Arsé-kun: Mozart: I'm going to write a song. Sheepy: Satoru: You are? Mozart: *he grabs a nearby paper and starts writing on it* Sheepy: Lobo: *boof* Sheepy: Kintaro: He said that he wants to sing along. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I'll take his pitch and tone into account, then. Sheepy: Lobo: *he gets one of those dumb dog grins. his tail is wagging.* Sheepy: Rider: .....*he claps his hands* Sheepy: Rider: "Tell me when. I want to see Lobo's performance." Sheepy: Lobo: *!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!* Arsé-kun: Mozart: I sure will. Sheepy: Rider: "Thank you." Arsé-kun: Minako: So, uh.. In the meantime, should we sign you up, Satoru? Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Roman: I'll get on it! In the meantime, is there any sort of intercom you want? It doesn't have to be a compact. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Roman: It's not so much what types we have as much as what would you wanna use. Sheepy: Satoru: Something I won't lose easily. Arsé-kun: Roman: Uhhh. We've got bracelets n' stuff! Arsé-kun: Roman: *he opens a drawer in his desk and pulls out a few* We've got there rubbery ones, we've got some fabric, this rubber one says fiction kin-- Wait, no, King of Fiction. I can read, I swear. This one says Swag Master four twenty-- Sheepy: Satoru:...Uh. Sheepy: Satoru: I don't really mind what it says on it. Arsé-kun: Roman: King one is one of those slappy bracelets, so I think that'll fit! Sheepy: Satoru: What's a slappy bracelet? Arsé-kun: *Roman demonstrates!* Sheepy: Satoru: How did you do that?! Arsé-kun: Roman: *he takes it off. smacks himself with it again. he's going to have bruises tomorrow* Sheepy: Satoru: Does that hurt?? Sheepy: Satoru: It looks like it hurts. Arsé-kun: Roman: not at all! Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Roman: I'll, uh, I'll set one of these up for you. Sheepy: Satoru: Do we have to meet up with you or something? Arsé-kun: Roman: Nope! I'll have it sent over! Sheepy: Satoru: Are you a real person? Sheepy: Satoru: Or are you an AI? Arsé-kun: Roman: I'm real! Sheepy: Satoru: Really? Sheepy: Satoru: *he seems doubtful...* Arsé-kun: Roman: Yes! Sheepy: Satoru: ...Okay. Arsé-kun: Roman: Look! Do you want me to come and hand-deliver it to prove I'm not an AI? Sheepy: Satoru: Is the communicator thingy a teleporter too??? Arsé-kun: Roman: No! I've got something else for that! Sheepy: Satoru: ??? Arsé-kun: Roman: *he leans back in his seat* Yo, Da Vinci! Can I borrow the teleporter?!? Sheepy: Satoru: You have a teleporter??? Arsé-kun: Roman: Absolutely! .. I'll have to walk back here, but it's not a problem! Sheepy: Satoru: Aren't you far away? Sheepy: Satoru: How will you get back if so?? Arsé-kun: Roman: The old fashioned way, I guess! I haven't gone travelling in a while, so oh well! Sheepy: Satoru: I only go travelling when I'm forced into it. Sheepy: Kintaro: No problem, ehhh.. your name was Broman, right? I'll drive us into the sunset with the Golden Boar! Hahaha! Sheepy: Lobo: Awooo? Sheepy: Kintaro: Romans are people from Greece, silly Lobo! Arsé-kun: Roman: That's close enough, and only if you don't mind..! Sheepy: Kintaro: That's no name! Arsé-kun: Roman: ... Well, I guess you're not wrong. Sheepy: Kintaro: Don't worry, Broman! I'll show you the power of the Golden Boar! Sheepy: Lobo: Rrrrrrr... Sheepy: Kintaro: Greeks come from Greece? Then where do Romans come from? ..Ah, ah! Their mothers! Sheepy: Lobo:............. Arsé-kun: Vlad: ...... Sheepy: Kintaro:....Was I not right? Arsé-kun: Vlad: You've lowered the IQ of everyone who had to hear that. I don't even want your blood anymore. It may lower my intellgence. Sheepy: Kintaro: The golden insight of Kintoki Sakata is extreme, but not about things he knows very little about! Sheepy: Rider: "If I decapitate him, will we find that his head is empty?" Arsé-kun: Vlad: Most likely. Sheepy: Rider: "I see." Sheepy: Kintaro: Blood doesn't come from your brain. It comes from your heart. Sheepy: Lobo: Arrroooo? Sheepy: Kintaro:...What's that mean, Lobo? Of course Vlad has a heart. Arsé-kun: Vlad: It has holes in it, but it's there. Sheepy: Kintaro: When will you be here, Broman? Arsé-kun: Roman: I'd have to work that out, but maybe tomorrow? I've got more work to do today, so not now! Sheepy: Kintaro: Sounds good! Arsé-kun: Roman: All right! I'll make sure to have Da Vinci get this working before then! Sheepy: Satoru: Da Vinci... like the artist? Sheepy: Satoru: I don't understand art. Arsé-kun: Roman: Yeah, me neither! Whatever Da Vinci says something about art, it's "Brilliant" or "Astounding", but when I say something it's "Lewd" or "Uncalled for". Sheepy: Satoru: What does lewd mean? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Every other thing about women that comes out of Carmilla's mouth. Or every joke out of Mozart's that isn't literally shit. Sheepy: Satoru: The things that Cu Chu tells me not to repeat? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Exactly that. Sheepy: Satoru: Oh. Arsé-kun: Roman: Hey, it's not my fault I'm asking abou-- Arsé-kun: Minako: So anyway! How about that airline food?! Sheepy: Satoru: I don't like art. The moment you give it meaning, it loses its worth, and the moment you give it worth, it loses its meaning. Arsé-kun: Mori: Not exactly. Much famous art has meaning and worth. Sheepy: Satoru: But is your meaning of the art the intended meaning of the artist? Arsé-kun: Mori: Usually not, but the original meaning is often transcribed for reference. Sheepy: Rider: "The meaning of art is unimportant. Art in itself is pointless and worthless. It's times of wealth that give it "worth" and "meaning"." Arsé-kun: Mozart: You're all depressing. Sheepy: Rider: "While music is a form of art, it's not included in this case. Music can be used to raise the morale of soldiers or to help people through hard times." Sheepy: Rider: "Meaning, it serves an actual purpose beyond being pleasing." Sheepy: Lobo: Awoo? Arsé-kun: Mozart: Thank you, but it's still depressing. Sheepy: Rider: "The value of art often benefits those who end up with the painting as opposed to the actual artist. The value of art depends on the economy and one's ability to advertise it." Arsé-kun: Mozart: I've finished the song. I will play the melody, then Lobo may join in. I call this one "Schiebe meinen Kopf in meinen Arsch.". Sheepy: Rider:.......... Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he smiles at Rider* Do you not like it? Sheepy: Rider: "...Lobo, you may want to skip out on this one." Arsé-kun: Mozart: Don't worry, the title is not representative of the song. Sheepy: Rider: "Do you ever write songs where you don't give them such... ... disgusting names?" Arsé-kun: Mozart: Yes. The names are just for my own entertainment. Here we go. *he takes out a flute and begins playing it. Everyone shut up, it's music time* Sheepy: Rider: "You are one of the few exceptions to what I said, nevermind. Your music has no worth except to six to fifteen year old boys." Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he has finished the first verse. Join in, Lobo!* Sheepy: *Lobo joins in!* Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he slightly adjusts to conform to Lobo's tone, then continues* Sheepy: Rider:............. Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he would sing the words, too, but that's hard when you are playing a flute.* Sheepy: *Lobo seems to be happy at least.* Arsé-kun: *it's good moosic* Sheepy: *Cu Chu lifts his head and looks around, obviously confused* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he looks down at Cu. Welcome to the heckening* Sheepy: Cu: What's that noise...? Arsé-kun: Vlad: Lobo. Mozart. Sheepy: Cu: Knock me out again. Please, Vlad. I'm begging you. Arsé-kun: Vlad: Certainly. Just not here. *he bends down and picks up Cu, then heads upstairs. the downstairs does not need a show* Sheepy: Cu: *HES FREE* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *Without any warning whatsoever, he bites Cu's neck. He's free, all right* Sheepy: *he's not actually dead, but he might as well be dead.* Arsé-kun: Vlad: *he carefully places Cu on his bed, and closes the door on the way out. He then returns downstairs to the hell musical* Arsé-kun: *It's still happening, by the way. Mozart at least sounds nice. Lobo is. Lobo* Sheepy: Emiya: Please stop. Arsé-kun: Minako: ... We've averted a disaster, meanwhile. Sheepy: Emiya: As much as I'm enjoying seeing Gilgamesh suffer, he's threatening to kill everyone here. Arsé-kun: Mozart: *he stops* How rude. Doesn't he know how good music is, or does he rather the sound of his own voice? Sheepy: Emiya: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mozart: Detailed! Sheepy: Emiya: Now, stop. Arsé-kun: Mozart: I have. Sheepy: Lobo: *growl* Arsé-kun: Mozart: Enough, Lobo. We already put on quite a show. Sheepy: Lobo: *whine* Sheepy: Emiya: ...Master, have you finished? Arsé-kun: Minako: Sorry, yes! Sheepy: Emiya: I see. Sheepy: Emiya: Well, make sure to come home for dinner. Arsé-kun: Minako: I'm coming, I'm coming! Sheepy: Emiya: Good. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she snaps the compact mirror shut and stands up* Ready to go, Emmy! Sheepy: *Emiya goes home.* Arsé-kun: Minako: I'll, uh, I'll see you guys tomorrow, then! *she runs out after him. wait up emmy* Sheepy: Satoru: We never asked Guin... Arsé-kun: Mori: Did we not? Sheepy: Satoru: We didn't. Arsé-kun: Mori: Oops. Oh, well. She doesn't have to if she doesn't wish to. Sheepy: Satoru: I don't think I've seen her most of today. Arsé-kun: Mori: Perhaps she went to visit her husband? Sheepy: Satoru: Probably. Arsé-kun: *Is Guin with her husband?* Sheepy: *yes* Arsé-kun: Lance: *he is glad to have his wife. He is not screaming.* Sheepy: Guin: *she is happy to be with her husband, but worried about him.* Arsé-kun: *is it because he's only capable of screaming?* Sheepy: *yes* Arsé-kun: Lance: ..... ........ Sheepy: Guin: Lance? Are you okay...? Sheepy: Guin: You seem like you're in pain.... Arsé-kun: *Lancelot's detailed reply is a grumbling noise and a thumbs up. These do not match at all* Sheepy: *Guin seems confused.* Arsé-kun: Lance: ..... Worrrrds..... Haaa-Haaarrrrdd... *he gives up on speech and ends the sentence with more grumbles* Sheepy: Guin: I see... don't push yourself. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he leans on Guin a bit, resting his head against her shoulder and rumbling* Arsé-kun: Minako: That's a new noise. Hi, Miss Guin! *she raises her voice some* Hey guys, I'm back! Sheepy: Guin: Hello. I apologize for barging in. Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, it's okay. Lancey wants you here, so it's cool. Sheepy: Guin: I'm glad it's not seen as me intruding. Sheepy: Gil: I was waiting for you, mongrel! Sheepy: Gil: I was getting very impatient! Arsé-kun: Minako: Well, good afternoon to you too, Grumpimesh! Sheepy: Gil: You made me wait! The king of Babylon! I once ruled over everything, you know. Sheepy: Gil: So you should feel grateful that I'd even care enough to bother waiting for the likes of you, peasant! Sheepy: Gil: Hah! Sheepy: Gil: Hahahahahah! Sheepy: Gil: Fool! Sheepy: Gil: I don't listen to your orders! Don't delude yourself! Arsé-kun: Minako: What was that, Gil? You want me to make you dig a grave for yourself with your own two hands? Sheepy: Gil: My actions happen to just be similar to your orders. Arsé-kun: Minako: Not when I make you go around and compliment everyone again they won't. Sheepy: Gil: Feel proud, lowly peasant! Your intelligence id just a fraction of my genius, but occasionally, you think like the king of Babylon himself! Arsé-kun: Minako: Ooooh, wowza, I impressed the king!! Wow! The guy who can't just speak simple sentences like a normal human being! Arsé-kun: Minako: One day, I'm not going to want to hear you, and I'm going to shove your overly-gelled head into the toilet! Sheepy: Gil: Watch your words, mongrel. Arsé-kun: Minako: Aw, shattap. You can rule over that stack of boxes. I'm letting you sort out the contents. You should be honored I'm letting you do it. Sheepy: Gil: You have no clue who you're talking to. Sheepy: Gil: Don't tell me how I should feel or what I should think. Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, I know who you are, King of Baby-lon. If you can clean your armor and neaten your treasury, you can neaten some small stuff. Maybe I'll promote you to official neatener. Sheepy: Gil: That's Archer's job. Sheepy: Gil: I'm no maid. Arsé-kun: Minako: You don't want to be able to tell him what to do? Sheepy: Gil: He won't listen. Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh, fine. He can do it. Your job will to make sure everything works. Sheepy: Gil: *was that a look of excitement, or...?* Sheepy: Gil: The King of Heroes is testing your merchandise, mongrel! This is a once-in-a-lifetime miracle! Arsé-kun: Minako: I trust you can do it well! Sheepy: Gil: Now, mongrel! I was awaiting your return purely because I wanted to know who this new man is! Sheepy: Gil: I don't approve of this baby-faced ... ... ehhh... Sheepy: Gil:... Sheepy: Gil: A-anyway, he's sleeping on the couch I claimed for myself and I don't like it! Arsé-kun: Minako: That's Sherlock. He's a hella good detective. Anyway, he needs it! Sheepy: Gil: Sherlock... Sheepy: Gil: I read a book called Sherlock Holmes. It was decent. So, he is the detective from it? Arsé-kun: Minako: Yep! Arsé-kun: Lance: *he mumbles something, but it's too, well, mumbley to understand* Sheepy: Gil:.... Sheepy: Gil: The King of Heroes will allow this Sherlock to sleep on the chosen sofa for today! Sheepy: Gil: That is my decree! Arsé-kun: Minako: I'll allow that to pass. Sheepy: Gil: Anyone who goes against my decree will be executed. Arsé-kun: Andersen: What's that, Lancelot? Timmy's in the well- *Andersen gets a cushion thrown at him at terminal fucking velocity* Sheepy: Guin: Please don't tease him. He's doing his best. Arsé-kun: Andersen: *from under the cushion* That was his best throw all week. I'll lay here now. Sheepy: Emiya: Lancelot. Don't throw things. Arsé-kun: Andersen: ... Either way, I know what he said. Gilgamesh, he was apologizing to you. He was the one who put Sherlock there. Arsé-kun: Lance: *grumble* Arsé-kun: Andersen: And that was a solid maybe. Sheepy: Emiya: Unless you want to help me clean. Arsé-kun: Lance: *louder grumble. that's a solid no* Sheepy: Gil:...Hmph. I'll accept it just this once, mongrel! Sheepy: Emiya: Then don't throw things. Sheepy: Emiya: Or you'll have to put on the apron of shame and help me clean. Arsé-kun: Andersen: We're also out of batteries, which is why I approached to begin with. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he makes a noise somewhere between a gurgle, a whine, and a groan. Uggghhhhhhhhh* Sheepy: Emiya: I see. Sheepy: Emiya: You're implying that Lancelot would be capable of buying batteries, correct? Sheepy: Emiya:........... Sheepy: Emiya: *he squints* I was unaware that you had lost your mind, Andersen. Arsé-kun: Andersen: I have not. Lancelot is currently far more stable than I'd ever seen him before- Therefore, a simple task should be possible. Sheepy: Emiya: *he leans back in his chair* You have too much hope in humanity. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Ha. Haha. Do you mean to tell me that you do not? Sheepy: Gil: Aha, I want to see him flounder! Sheepy: Emiya:.... Arsé-kun: Lance: *his grip on the cushion tightens, but it isn't thrown* Sheepy: Emiya: I have as much hope in humanity as they deserve. Sheepy: Guin: *she gently places her hand on Lancelot's* Arsé-kun: Minako: I'm settling it! If Andersen thinks he can, then I agree! Anyway, it's definitely his turn to go out n' get something! Sheepy: Emiya: Shouldn't his lady friend go with him? Arsé-kun: Minako: Absolutely, but I can't make her. Sheepy: Guin: I intend to. Arsé-kun: Minako: Thank you! Sheepy: Gil: To watch his inevitable failure, or to pick up where he leaves off when he realizes the futility of the situation? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he picks up the lamp, turns around, and smacks Gil with it. He then puts it back* Sheepy: Emiya: Good. Sheepy: Gil: How dare you! Arsé-kun: Minako: *she ignores this* Miss Guin, could I ask you another favor? I feel like you'd be the only person able to do it. Sheepy: Guin: What is it? Arsé-kun: Minako: Could you get Lancey to maybe go out like a.. Slightly more normal person? He's got other clothes, he just.. Never wears any of it that I know of. Sheepy: Guin: I could ask. Arsé-kun: Minako: Alright, thanks! Sheepy: Guin: ...I'm sorry, I forgot. Um, raise your right hand for armor or your left hand for normal clothes? Arsé-kun: Lance: .... *he takes a third option, pointing his left at Guin and leaving the other hand down* Sheepy: Guin: *she takes off her helmet* Arsé-kun: Lance: *this is exactly what he wanted.* Sheepy: Gil: ...Eh, that's a woman? Arsé-kun: Minako: I called her Miss multiple times! Sheepy: Gil: Whatever. Sheepy: Gil: I didn't know, shut up. Arsé-kun: Minako: Shutting. You n' Emmy better get started, though! Sheepy: Emiya: I was about to get started. Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he picks the cushion up some* No, you weren't. *he puts it back down* Sheepy: Emiya: Yes, I was. Arsé-kun: Andersen: mhmmm. Sheepy: Emiya: ...Ah, dear, Master, I believe this is a big job. Sheepy: Emiya: I vote Andersen to help. Sheepy: Emiya: I even have this nice apron for him to wear so he doesn't get his clothes dirty. Arsé-kun: Andersen: .... I'm of no use. Leave me in the corner to rot and find one of more ability. Sheepy: Emiya: You made your bed now lie in it, Andersen. Sheepy: Emiya: Now get up and wear the apron of shame. Arsé-kun: Andersen: It is not shameful. I am the shame, dirtying the apron. I will wear it, but I do not want to hear anything when it is returned covered in filth. Sheepy: Emiya: Gil wore it. It's already covered in filth. Arsé-kun: Andersen: That's contradictory. He tries to keep himself as clean as he can, so why would he allow something he is wearing to be filthy? Sheepy: Emiya: He is filth. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Don't project yourself onto him, you time-hopping mistake. *he takes the apron* He's closer to an egotistical douchebag that thinks he's still good, when in actuality he's just going to impale me for speaking. Sheepy: Emiya: ... Sheepy: Emiya: Yes, I am a mistake. Sheepy: Emiya: I've taken all measures to prevent my existence. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Not out of self hatred, but out of a sense of heroism. You did not want the world to have such a negative outcome. Sheepy: Emiya: I'm sure you'll be happy to know that the possibility of me existing is near zero. Arsé-kun: Andersen: .... I'm not quite sure if probability works that way. Sheepy: Emiya: Either way, enough of this conversation. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Yes, quite. Arsé-kun: Andersen: *he sits down and waits* Arsé-kun: Andersen: I'm prepared to be a laughingstock. *he looks over towards Guin and Lance. What are they up to?* Sheepy: Guin: Lance, you may want to take a shower. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he frowns and slightly nods. he knows.* Sheepy: Guin: Have you been sleeping well? Arsé-kun: Lance: *a grunt and a bigger frown. Nope.* Sheepy: Guin: Is it stress? Arsé-kun: Lance: mmmmmmhm Sheepy: Guin: I see. Arsé-kun: *They kinda just sit there. Lance doesn't know what to do.* Sheepy: Guin: Oh, I've got an idea. Sheepy: Guin: After we buy the batteries for her, we could go out and do something fun. Arsé-kun: Lance: ....? Sheepy: Guin: I'm not really sure what couples do for fun... according to Satoru's movies, they usually go to the park or the movies. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... *he shrugs a little. He has no idea.* Sheepy: Guin: Before anything, though, you should take a shower. Afterwards you do, I can help if you want to fix your hair. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he groans but stands up. better just. get it done now.* Sheepy: Guin: I'm sorry, but you may feel better if you do it. Sheepy: Guin: Showers aren't as relaxing as baths but they help. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... *another shrug* Sheepy: Guin: I'll let you get to that. Arsé-kun: *Lance steps out, putting his helmet back on as he does. No need for comments from everyone else.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he casually floats in* Hey, the attic's haunted, just thought you should know, ehehe! Sheepy: Gil: Of course it is. It's haunted with bad fashion. Sheepy: Gil: Hahahaha! A King of Heroes joke! Laugh! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he forces a smile* Hil! Arious! But no, really, it is. Sheepy: Emiya:....How? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: It's not! Sheepy: Emiya: I'm aware. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I meant it's actually haunted! You saw it! Sheepy: Emiya: I know. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Helpful! Sheepy: Emiya: Would you rather I deny it? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I'd rather an idea of what to do, before I blow it up! Sheepy: Emiya: In a way we're all ghosts. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Yeah! Heroic spirits and all that jazz... Is that a Bop-It? Can I use it? Sheepy: Gil: *he frowns* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: No? Sheepy: Gil: No. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Ohhhhkayyyy! Sheepy: Emiya: So don't bother it. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Well, all right! Sheepy: Emiya: Ghosts have something they want to achieve or something they regret. Sheepy: Emiya: You're only preventing them from fulfilling their final wishes by burning them. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: .... Yeah, i guess you've got a point. Sheepy: Emiya: If you really want to get rid of it, ask it what it wants. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Oh, good idea! Sheepy: Emiya: I'll back you up if you need it. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Gotcha! I'll update you in a bit. *he exits again. Determined* Sheepy: Emiya: Okay. Arsé-kun: *Mephisto returns to the attic* Sheepy: *Upon him entering, the music box starts to play.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *he waits for it to stop, and then..* Encore! Sheepy: *there's a pause, but the music box starts up again...* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: *IT UNDERSTANDS WORDS!! Amazing* Sheepy: *the music stops after a bit.* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Hey buddy, what's up with you playin' that all the time, heh heh..? *he's a bit nervous* Sheepy: Ghost: ...do you not like it, mister...? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: It's a very nice song! I'm just wondering. Sheepy: Ghost: ...so it makes you happy? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Yep! Is that why you're doing it? Sheepy: Ghost: uhuh. Sheepy: Ghost: mama played it for me so I'd feel better. Sheepy: Ghost: I played it for mama so she'd stop crying. Sheepy: Ghost:...are you scared like she was? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I was! I thought you were gonna be one of those nasty ghosties who are like "Arrrrrrr!" Heheh! Sheepy: Ghost: aaarrrrr? Sheepy: Ghost:... ... grrr, grrr! roar! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Oh, no, it's a dinosaur! Sheepy: Ghost: I'm a trex!!! I'll eat you, mister! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Ooohhh noooo! Sheepy: Ghost: trexes are big! I want to be big like a trex! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You'd be bigger than the house! Sheepy: Ghost:...a little trex! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: A cute trex! Musical trex. Sheepy: Ghost: trexes can sing? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Does anything say they can't? Sheepy: Ghost: mama said they cant Arsé-kun: Mephisto: But birds can! Sheepy: Ghost: so trexes can sing? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Sure, why not? Sheepy: Ghost: you're really smart! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Thank you. Sheepy: Ghost: mama said that trexes cant sing because theyre extinct Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Or are they? Sheepy: Ghost: have you seen one? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: No, but! I HAVE seen dragons! Sheepy: Ghost: really?! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Yeah, really! They were real big! Sheepy: Ghost: as big as trees? trees are real big! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Yes, actually! Sheepy: Ghost: I wanted to see a dragon! but mama said that if I went out, I'd get sick. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Moms know best! Sheepy: Ghost: do you know hansel and gretel? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I know of them, yes! Sheepy: Ghost: I wanted to find a candy house that'd lead to everyone being happy, just like they did. Sheepy: Ghost: so I broke mama's rule and I went out. Sheepy: Ghost: I didn't find a candy house. I made mama cry for a long time. she left. I don't know where she is. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Ooooh. .. She probably went looking for you, y'know? Sheepy: Ghost: really? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Probably! Sheepy: Ghost: if you see her, can you tell her I'm here? I miss her. Sheepy: Ghost: people always leave when they find me. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: If I do, I will. Sheepy: Ghost: mama wouldn't leave me. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: She probably misses you a whole lot. Sheepy: Ghost: uhuh. Sheepy: Ghost: thank you, mister. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Anytime... Uh. *he waves his hands a little* I've got no clue what to call you, buddy! Sheepy: Ghost: my name is teddy! teddy russel! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Mephisto Pheles! *and he has now gotten Attached to this ghost child. help him* Sheepy: Teddy: so I call you mister pheles? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Sure, go on ahead! Sheepy: Teddy: okay! nice to meet you, mister pheles! Arsé-kun: *BOND!* Arsé-kun: Mephisto: You too! I'm just gonna... Head down real quick to see if any of 'em have seen your mom! It's always possible! Sheepy: Teddy: thank you! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Quite welcome! *he leaves through the trapdoor, and wanders away before sitting at the top of the stairs. He's got a lot of emotions- conflicting ones- and he needs a bit to sort them* Sheepy: Emiya:...Oh, you aren't dead. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: A shame, huh? Eheheh! Sheepy: Emiya: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Wow! That's so harsh, Emiya! Sheepy: Emiya: Do you not want me to be agreeable? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: It was a joke! Sheepy: Emiya:...Ha, hahaha, hahaha! Arsé-kun: Mephisto: .... ....... Sheepy: Emiya: What happened? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: ... It's a kid. He's a just little kid that wants his mom. Sheepy: Emiya: Sometimes, kids die. It's just how it is. But... you still have the power to help him, don't you? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Not as much as I'd want. What am I going to do, send a kid to hell? Sheepy: Emiya: No. Help him pass on. Sheepy: Emiya: He's got some reason for being in that box still. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Ehhh? All he said about that was that he wants people to be happy hearing it... Should we move it downstairs maybe? Sheepy: Emiya: If you want. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I'll think about it! Are you goin' back down there? Sheepy: Emiya: Yes. I only came up to check on you. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Could you ask them to do some digging about previous homeowners? The faster we find his mom, the better. Sheepy: Emiya: Yes. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Grrreat! Sheepy: Emiya: I'll leave you to mope, then. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Cer! Tainly! I'll do extraordinarily well! Sheepy: Emiya: Try not to feel too bad. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: That's insensitive! Sheepy: Emiya:... Sheepy: Emiya: No, it's my job to be mopey. Sheepy: Emiya: You're stealing it. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: I've got a bunch of emotions I need to sort out, Mister Mope! Sheepy: Emiya: Have fun. ...Not that I care or anything, but I'm here if you want a shoulder to cry on. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Oh, you care! At least more than Gil does! Sheepy: Emiya: I do, but I can't be mopey if I care. Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Fair enough! Sheepy: Emiya: So, do you want me to stay or go? Arsé-kun: Mephisto: Get going! I'll come to you if I really need it. Sheepy: Emiya: Fine. Sheepy: *Emiya turns and leaves* Arsé-kun: *While Emiya was gone, Andersen stole his seat. Andersen is pretending to not be watching Gil..* Sheepy: Emiya:.... Arsé-kun: Andersen: I'm not moving from this spot. It helps alleviate my shoulder pain. Welcome back, otherwise. Your face tells me there was something of note. Sheepy: Emiya: I see. Sheepy: Emiya: As Mephistopheles said, it's a ghost. Sheepy: Emiya: Do you know who else has owned this house in the past? Sheepy: Emiya: Not just the previous owners, but before them. Arsé-kun: Andersen: I do not, but I was figuring he was honest about the ghost. Sheepy: Emiya: I already knew of it. Arsé-kun: Andersen: Ah. You may be wise in asking the one who did the initial research on the home. Sheepy: Emiya: Who? Arsé-kun: Andersen: Jekyll. Sheepy: Emiya: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: *he's alive! wowza. and looking at the tv guide. do those still exist?* Sheepy: Emiya: Jekyll, who has owned this home in the past? Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Many people. Why? *he lowers the guide to look at Emiya* Sheepy: Emiya: Mephisto wants the ghost in the attic to be able to see his mother again. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Oh, uh... I'll look over the paperwork again for you, then. Sheepy: Emiya: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Jekyll: Quite welcome. *he gets up and shuffles out* Arsé-kun: *While this goes on, Lancelot presents himself to Guin, unarmored and cleaned up. He still looks tired, pale, and miserable, but much less than before!* Sheepy: Guin: *while he did that, she went home, changed into actual clothes, and returned.* Oh! You're done! Sheepy: Guin: You look like you're feeling better. I'm glad! Arsé-kun: Lance: *He nods slightly and tilts his head a little. Are they Going?* Sheepy: Guin: Let's go, then. Arsé-kun: *Lance and Guin get going. He spends most of the walk following Guin or giving glares to anyone that looks at her. Lance..* Sheepy: *Guin doesn't seem too bothered by it. He doesn't seem like he's in the best of moods. She doesn't want to tick him off further by commenting.* Arsé-kun: *He also has no idea where he's going* Sheepy: Guin: The store I always go to is up ahead. I can pay for the batteries, don't worry. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he nods and shifts a bit closer to her* Sheepy: *Eventually, they get to the store!* Arsé-kun: Lance: .... Sheepy: *One of the employees approaches Lance and Guin. They were sorting boxes before hand.* Sheepy: Employee: Hello, Ms. Guin! *They're beaming* ... Ah, *they notice Lance and become visibly uncomfortable* ...Who's that? Arsé-kun: Lance: ... *he gets a liiiiittle bit closer to Guin and clears his throat* .. I'm her husband. Sheepy: Employee: ........A-ah, uh, I didn't know she was married. Well, nice to meet you, Mr, errrr....... Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Lancelot. Sheepy: Employee: I'm Eiji. I work here. I was just sorting these boxes. Arsé-kun: *BOND MADE not really. Congrats, Eiji, you've been removed from the "immediate threat" category* Sheepy: Eiji: Can I help you find anything? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he looks to Guin.* Sheepy: Guin: We're looking for some batteries. Sheepy: Eiji: Oh, they're on aisle 8. Arsé-kun: *they go to the 8th aisle* Sheepy: *they find the batteries!* Arsé-kun: *hooray!* Arsé-kun: Lance: *while this isn't the first time he's been in a store, this is the first time he's been HERE. He's looking around, occasionally giving second glances to things* Sheepy: Guin: Was there anything else you wanted to buy? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he shakes his head* Sheepy: Guin: Okay, you seemed curious, so I just wanted to make sure. Arsé-kun: Lance: *he's definitely curious, but not enough to warrant getting anything. this is somehow conveyed through grunts, grumbles and rumbles* Sheepy: Guin: Okay. If anything strikes your fancy on our way to the check-out line, you can point to it and I'll get it for you. Sheepy: *On their way to the check-out lane, Guin's attention is caught by something!* Arsé-kun: Lance: ...? Sheepy: Guin: One moment! *she leaves briefly down the aisle and returns with a purple alpaca plush toy* It reminds me of you! Arsé-kun: Lance: !! Sheepy: Guin: Ah! I wanted to get a gift for you! A "welcome back" gift! You don't mind if I buy this for you, right? As a present? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he looks surprised and makes a low rumbling noise* ... You maaay.. Sheepy: Guin: *she looks overjoyed! she found a thing to get lance!* Arsé-kun: Lance: *Guin is happy! His own mood improves* Sheepy: *with a newfound friend, Alpacalot, Lancelcapasso, whatever his name is, Guin and Lance finally buy their batteries and Lalpaca, Lancepaca, Lanpacalot-* Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, in the not-as-important background, an employee is harassed by a Possible employee* Sheepy: *That employee may or may not be crying from secondhand embarrassment.* Arsé-kun: Employee?: *is currently hitting the other with a cream alpaca* See, it even matches! Sheepy: Employee2: I-I see, I see! Merlin, please....! I appreciate the sentiment, but... you could be a bit more gentle. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sorry, Bedi. *he backs off, then tucks the alpaca into Bedi's apron* Much better! Sheepy: Bedi: Well... thanks, I think...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're welcome, young Bedivere! And now, if you don't mind, I'm going to see if I can levitate the candles again or if that was a single time event. Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin, please don't get yourself fired. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I won't, I won't! Security cameras can't pick up magic anyway. Sheepy: Bedi: As long as you're back at your post in time, you should be fine. Sheepy: Bedi: But make sure to keep track of time this time. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, yeah! Sheepy: Bedi: I don't know if I'll be able to get away with leaving my post to come and get you this time. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'll be back, don't you worry a bit! Sheepy: Bedi: (For some reason, that worries me more...) Arsé-kun: *and rightfully so, because Merlin gets quickly distracted* Sheepy: *Gosh darn it, Merlin. After a while Bedi gets nervous and goes to checl on his friend.* Arsé-kun: *He's sitting on a mattress, giving stuffed toys to children* Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin, the time...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I have time! Sheepy: Bedi: What happened to levitating candles...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'll do it later! Sheepy: Bedi:...Well, okay Arsé-kun: Merlin: Go back to your own place! I'll return soon enough! Sheepy: Bedi: Please remember to. Sheepy: *Bedi turns and goes back to his station* Arsé-kun: *Merlin arrives ten minutes early for his shift with a candle dangling in the air behind him. He bought it, it's ok* Sheepy: Bedi: *he looks surprised* Merlin, you're early...? Ah, did your trick work? Sheepy: *...Bedi still has the alpaca from earlier. Maybe he bought it? Either way, "I appreciate the sentiment" doesn't seem like it was a lie.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm early?? But yes, it did! This is my candle familiar, Sir Lumiere. Sheepy: Bedivere: ...It's alive? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I've learned to assume yes until proven otherwise! Sheepy: Bedivere: Please don't let it burn this place down. *A smile is on his face, but...* Arsé-kun: Merlin: I won't, I won't! Hey, speaking of irrelevancy, you see those people on line? Sheepy: Bedivere: Yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Is it just me, or does that look like Guinny? Sheepy: Bedivere: *he squints* ... She looks like Guinevere, you're right. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And they with her! Did Lancelot grow his hair out? It looks absurd. Sheepy: Bedivere: I'm confident that's Lancelot. He looks...... Sheepy: Bedivere: How do I phrase this without being insulting..... Sheepy: Bedivere: "Like roadkill" comes to mind before anything else. Sheepy: Bedivere: Exhausted? Washed out? Depressed...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He looks like a house fire that was in another house fire. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Throw a train crash in there too, for funsies. Sheepy: Bedivere: You have quite the way with words, Merlin. Sheepy: Bedivere: Do we talk to him? Sheepy: Bedivere: Can we? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't see why not! Come along, Bedi, we're going to make them miserable! *and he bounds away* Sheepy: Bedivere: *he follows Merlin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he looks to Bedi, raises his voice a bit, and just starts midsentence. Attention attractor go* --So, all things considered, the appropriate response would have been that I wasn't feeling well due to having shapeshifted into a flying mammal. This being me, I turned to Artoria, as you do when your king is being a jerk, and just said "I'm feeling just a bit batty!" Sheepy: *Bedi stares* Sheepy: *His never-leaving gentle smile is twitching a little. He's suffering.* Arsé-kun: *So does Lance* Arsé-kun: *And Lance looks very dead. That joke did not help* Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin, don't you mean "King Arthur"...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nowhere in that did I say who the king was, did I? Geez! Sheepy: *The words King Arthur have caught Guin's attention. She looks over.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he looks overjoyed* Guinevere, dear Guinevere! It's been far too long! Sheepy: Guin:...Merlin? *she is surprised* Arsé-kun: Merlin: You do remember me! *he hops over like an excited bunny* You look like you're doing very well! Sheepy: Guin: How could I forget you? I haven't seen you in ages! How have you been? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I've been fantastic! *he looks to Lance* What about you, du Lac? *Merlin receives a single grunt in reply. He considers this.* I can't say I can sympathize with that, but I know who can! Hey, Bedi! *he turns around* Oh, where did you go this time, you coffee mixing jerk? Sheepy: Bedi: *he looks out from behind the magazine rack* I'm right here. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... Bedi.. verrree..? Sheepy: Bedi: Lancelot! What happened? Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Lance: ..... ..... *unintelligible grumble* Sheepy: Bedi: *he seems concerned.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's harsh. Try not to feel too bad? Sheepy: Bedi: Huh? Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin, can you understand? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah, I can understand Berserker when I hear it, which is a problem on it's own. Sheesh, Lancelot, you got really messed up, huh? Arsé-kun: Lance: *he growls and punches Merlin in the jaw. Hard* Sheepy: Bedi: He's a Berser- Merlin! Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's fine, I deserved that! Sheepy: Bedi:...Okay. Why is he a Berserker? Shouldn't he be a Saber? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Shit happens? Sheepy: Bedi: Is there any way to help him? Arsé-kun: Merlin: There might be! I'll work on something. Sheepy: Bedi: Hopefully you'll figure something out. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Oh, right! Bedi, you have a job! Sheepy: Bedi: Ah! I lost track of time... I'm sorry, Lancelot, Guinevere! I'll be at the coffee area if you need me! *he power walks back.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm gonna follow you guys! I'm done, anyway. Sheepy: Guin: Okay. We were heading home, but I doubt Satoru will mind... I don't know about Minako. We'll see. Sheepy: Guin: We can catch up on the way back. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, lets! Sheepy: *The three head back.* Arsé-kun: Proto: -- Fetch, Lobo!! *he throws a branch.* Sheepy: Lobo: *he watches the stick, sees Merlin approach, and chooses to get Proto the better stick: Merlin's staff. look, proto! he's such a good boy.* Arsé-kun: Proto: H-hey, that's not the right stick! Sheepy: Lobo: *he drops Merlin's staff in front of Proto, gets the stick he was thrown, and drops that in front of Proto* Arsé-kun: Proto: Good boy! *he throws the branch again!* Sheepy: *Lobo chases it!* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he picks up the staff and, not knowing where it came from, decides to practice rune magic until Lobo comes back. He starts off with a Perthro.* Sheepy: *Lobo returns with the branch.* Arsé-kun: Proto: Good boy! Sheepy: Lobo: *hes wagging his tail. hes a good boy!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he needs that...* Sheepy: Guin: I'm really sorry, we've been trying to teach Lobo not to do that. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Tis fine, I just hope it isn't broken! Sheepy: Guin: I can go get it. Lobo was probably playing fetch with someone and wanted to give them a better stick. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Please! Sheepy: *Guin goes to get the staff back* Arsé-kun: Proto: *he's turned the rune into a stone, which he goes to pick up at Guin approaches* Oh, hello. Would you know where this staff came from? Sheepy: Guin: Yes, that's Merlin's staff. Arsé-kun: Proto: Merlin? Like, the wizard? Sheepy: Guin: Yes. Arsé-kun: Proto: *he shoves it into Guin's hands* Take it then! Sheepy: Guin: Thank you! *she goes back and returns it to Merlin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thank you!! *he takes it back and checks it over* Sheepy: Guin: We need to deliver these batteries first. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, sure. I'll wait out here. Sheepy: Guin: *she goes with Lancelot to deliver the batteries* Arsé-kun: Minako: Oh! Welcome back!! How'd it go? Sheepy: Guin: Very well! We met some friends. Sheepy: Gil: *he bursts out laughing* Hahahaha! The Berserker, Lancelot, is clutching a stuffed toy like some child! Haha! Arsé-kun: Lance: ..I'm going to murder you in your sleep. Arsé-kun: *that being surprisingly coherently said, Lance turns and exits* Sheepy: Guin: I'd appreciate it if you didn't tease him. *There's a smile on her face, but...* Arsé-kun: Minako: Before he makes good on that, using nothing but the toy? Sheepy: Gil: *he huffs* What can Lancelot do to the King of Heroes? He couldn't even beat some wimpy king looking for a fancy drinking glass! Hahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Andersen: He can have a class advantage you pompus cow Sheepy: Gil: He's a Berserker, meaning I do extra damage to him as well. Arsé-kun: Minako: Or maybe you can not fight inside our new house, Gilgamesh. :) Sheepy: Gil: He is the one who threatened me first! Arsé-kun: Minako: And he is not allowed to actually hurt you, and you know it. Sheepy: Gil: Berserkers don't follow the rules, fool! Sheepy: Gil: You should know that by now! Sheepy: Gil: My, my, how could someone so clueless summon the King of Heroes? Berserkers only are fueled by anger. That's it! Sheepy: Gil: Although, I can't say you're the worst to summon me. He was much worse... Arsé-kun: Minako: If you had a helmet, this is the part where I'd close it over your face. Arsé-kun: Minako: Hey, speaking of things, did you know dying kills you? Sheepy: Emiya: ...Master, people die when they are killed. Arsé-kun: Eliza: The archer class is really made of archers! Sheepy: Emiya: When you use consumable items, you don't have them anymore, Master. Make sure to use them sparingly so you don't lose them. Arsé-kun: Eliza: Just because you're correct doesn't mean you're right! Sheepy: Gil: *he looks irritated* Sheepy: Gil: Shut up. Arsé-kun: Minako: Last one. King of Heroes, do you have enough swords? Sheepy: Gil: Do you have enough swords in your body? Arsé-kun: Minako: Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change. Sheepy: Gil: Shut up. Arsé-kun: Minako: *she stops to think for a few moments, then runs off. She returns with a skateboard. It's painted gold. It's deposited into Gil's hands* Shut up. Sheepy: Gil: *?!?!?!* Arsé-kun: Minako: We're annoying, we know, now shut up and go outside and be a normal human being for five minutes of your royal life. Sheepy: *Gil goes outside* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he's got his face against a window. Merlin...* Sheepy: *Guin stares back at Merlin* Arsé-kun: Merlin: let the wizard inside Sheepy: *Guin opens the door* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thank you. That dog was looking at my staff funny. Sheepy: Guin: I'll talk to him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thank you! Sheepy: Emiya: *he raises an eyebrow* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Apologies. I'm not going to share my true name, so you may call me Wizrad the Wizard. Sheepy: Emiya: ........................................ Arsé-kun: Minako: ........ Wizard? Sheepy: Emiya: ...Ah, so you're a bumbling idiot like Lancer. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm not an idiot! I'm simply concealing my true name with whatever happened to come to mind! Arsé-kun: Merlin: While I accept your points, you miss potential others! Is it possible this Merlin had descendants that happened to know others, withheld from myth to make his encounter with Vivian more dramatic? Sheepy: Emiya: No. Sheepy: Emiya: You're a Heroic Spirit. Sheepy: Emiya: If you were unknown, you wouldn't be able to be summoned. Arsé-kun: Merlin: There are Heroic Spirits of beings who are not well known. Sheepy: Emiya: Very few. Arsé-kun: Merlin: The point stands. As well, many do not match up to historical records. Who's to say mythological records cannot be wrong, either? Sheepy: Emiya: They are wrong. Sheepy: Emiya: I've met King Arthur himself, and I'll say that the myths are wrong about him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: So shall we both stop deluding ourselves? Sheepy: Emiya: About your identity, or King Arthur's? Sheepy: Emiya: I'm still confident you're Merlin. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Both? Sheepy: Emiya: As for King Arthur, I feel as though revealing his secrets would be... Sheepy: Emiya: What's the term- Sheepy: Gil: King Arthur is actually a very pretty woman! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And you're not allowed to date her. Sheepy: Gil: Hah! I am the rules, fool! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And I may as well be her father! Banned. Sheepy: Emiya: Either way, Artoria is in a relationship with someone currently. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm almost offended. Who?? Sheepy: Emiya: Me. Sort of. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sort of? Sheepy: Emiya: I'm just a possibility of what he can become. Sheepy: Emiya: He summoned Artoria. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's even more concerning! Sheepy: Emiya: Why? Arsé-kun: Merlin: If she was summoned as a Servant... That could lead to some bad things.. *he shudders* Sheepy: Emiya: Why? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Never you mind! Anyway, yes, I am Merlin the wizard! Excuse the flowers coming up through the floor tiles! Sheepy: Emiya:.... Sheepy: Emiya: *stare* Arsé-kun: Merlin: What? I can't do anything about that! Sheepy: Emiya: Why? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Heck if I know. Sheepy: Emiya: Don't make my life harder. Arsé-kun: Merlin: My apologies! I'll make it easier on you by going back outside! Sheepy: Emiya: Good. Arsé-kun: *Merlin hurries back outside* Sheepy: Lobo: *he approaches Merlin and drops a branch. is he apologizing, or...?* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he reaches up to pat Lobo's nose* Good dog. Sheepy: Lobo: *!!!!! his tail is wagging! he got called a good dog!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he picks up the branch and lightly tosses it* Sheepy: Lobo: *he chases down the stick and returns with it* Sheepy: Satoru: A wizard! *he followed Lobo on the return trip.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes, that's right! I am indeed a wizard. Sheepy: Satoru: Wow!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Since she was not... Would you be the master of Guinevere? Sheepy: Satoru: She's my aunt! Sheepy: Satoru: But I summoned her, yes! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Ah, then it is safe to say- I am a friend of hers. You may know me as Merlin. Sheepy: Satoru: You don't look like the Disney one at all! That's okay! You look much nicer than him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thank you! Sheepy: Satoru: My name is Satoru. Nice to meet you! Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... Satoru... Gushiken? Sheepy: Satoru: ?! You knew my family name before I told you! Sheepy: Satoru: Magic!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm well acquainted with a family member of yours, actually! Sheepy: Satoru:...Really??? Sheepy: Satoru: Who? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I've met your mom, for starters. Sheepy: Satoru: You have? Sheepy: Satoru: She's never home anymore. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh? Perhaps there is a reason for that.. Sheepy: Satoru: It's because she hates him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hm, hm! Sheepy: Satoru: Who else do you know? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't know if I can tell you that~ Sheepy: Satoru:...Huh? Sheepy: Satoru: Okay... Arsé-kun: Merlin: In any case, I'll be camping out here tonight! I've got spells to cast. Sheepy: Satoru: Have fun! But won't it get lonely? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe, but it's safer that way. Sheepy: Satoru: ? Sheepy: Satoru: Be careful not to hurt yourself by accident! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Of course, of course!

#fate goes au #1 #old bds content

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aaand the last one - [4/4] About the 3rd mission… could I be greedy and ask you to do all of them? (unless there’s one you really don’t want to do, then feel free to skip that^^ But I’m really interested in all of your answers!!) – secret atiny anon

Tumblr has been glitching on me and I will not hesitate to fight @staff if my answers don't post >:( but here we go. If this glitches, I'll just do a solo post with all the answers. I skipped #18 because I can't rank them at all, I keep changing answers lmao and I kept the old numbering so #10 and #12 don't exist.

1. Which 3 members of Ateez would you get on well with the most, and why?

Ngl, I think I'd get along with all of them p well? Especially the 99-line.

Specifically I think I'd get along best with Yeosang, San and Hongjoong. I think Yeosang and I would have the type of dynamic where I'd just be like "hey"x100 until he responds and then I'd just be like "hi :3". I'd basically be the most annoying person and he'd probably love me for it.

San I think I'd get along with bc I'm a clingy friend, he's a clingy friend. Also I just really want to be best friends with him. I don't really have a specific reason it's just there hhhh

Hongjoong I think I'd get along with bc I'm a mom friend™ and he's a dad friend™. I'd probably just keep nagging him about getting enough rest and

2. If you were to take your bias(es) somewhere in your hometown/ the place you live where would you go?

This is very specific and probably not the best but there's this rooftop on my uni campus that very few people ever access because people don't know they can go up it? I'd really like to take both Yeosang and Seonghwa up that roof.

Also there's this place near my uni where we go to chill? There's a cafe there that I'd like to take them to.

3. What genre of movie would you watch with each member?

Horror with all of them. I'm a sucker for horror, honestly and I'd drag them to watch it with me regardless of who it was.

The exceptions to that are if I'm feeling hella emo and sappy. Then I'd want to just cuddle with San or Seonghwa and watch sad romantic movies. And it's not a genre but I want to Die Hard with Jongho.

4. Which Ateez member do you personally relate to?

I really can't say? Like I've been swallowing content 10 videos a half-day but I can't /relate/ to them exactly? Like I can low-key relate to Yeosang being like on the sides because he likes to be but idk if that counts because it's a very minor thing.

5. What is your favorite live stage from Ateez?

My Way. I love the little dance break thing at the chorus and it's done so smoothly? I love watching them perform My Way.

6. Do you have any similarities you share with any member?

Seonghwa and I are both the stressed mom friend™ who needs to be babied, if that counts.

7. Which member would you switch bodies for a day?

Yunho or Mingi. I want to see what the world's like from that high up.

8. Which member makes you laugh the most?

WooSan, honestly. They're just comedic gold together and I love them to bits for it.

9. Which member would you trust to dye your hair?

Hongjoong and Hongjoong only. I'll trust that man with my bank account details even. He's the most reliable person for this job.

11. What fruit do you associate the members with?

🤔 This one's tough but my first associations are these–

Hongjoong - cherry

Seonghwa - mango

Yunho - watermelon

Yeosang - grapes

San - pineapple

Mingi - kiwi

Wooyoung - litchie

Jongho - apple

13. Is there a (not ateez) song that makes you think of a member?

This is entirely of this one edit I saw on Twitter but Ruelle's ‘I Get to Love You’ reminds me of Yeosang. The account went private so I can't find their tweet anymore but their user is @/yeosangweeb

14. Is there a hairstyle you really want to see on your bias?

I want to see Yeosang with an assymetrical bob. I think he'd look nice.

I also want to see Seonghwa with like red hair. Maybe more like burgundy or maroon and not the bright red Hongjoong has but red hair huhuhu.

15. Which member would you choose to accompany you on a long car ride?

Yunho because he's a party people and I'm a stress people so we'd balance it out and have a good time.

16. What food would you love to cook for a member?

I don't have foods specific for the members but I just want to make them all biryani hhhh. It's basically a rice dish we make here and idk why I think they'd likey.

17. Which member would you choose to put an outfit together for you?

Hongjoong! Maybe San also but mostly Hongjoong.

19. Who do you think has the best eyebrows in Ateez?

Yeosang or Seonghwa. Let's be real, my boys have their eyebrow game going very well.

20. What job do you think would suit each member if they weren’t idols?

Okay this one's a little tough aaahhhh but here we go–

Hongjoong would probably go into fashion design and rock that scene.

Seonghwa might go into???? acting???? Idk. Or maybe modelling but I think there's a height requirement for it :p

Yunho would probably be a kindergarten teacher or something? I can see him work with little children.

Yeosang hmmm,,, I think he'd go for a quieter job? So maybe an editor for a publishing house or something?

San I can see being a nurse or something like working at an old age home? Or like a retail job– idk why.

Mingi would probably go into academics and do what I plan on doing which is study until he has too many qualifications and not enough job satisfaction.

Wooyoung would maybe go into working with animals? Like a vet or like work at those pet daycares?

Jongho would probably go into athletics? Maybe professional weightlifting.

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