#shit dad Arthur’s dad too huh

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bulleted headcannons of fh dance studio 🫴

oh my GOSH okay yes!!

aguefort owns the studio. nobody knows how bc he does one (1) type of dance and it's fucking BALLROOM. he somehow keeps the studio running though so nobody stops him

ayda works the main office mostly. she danced at a studio that did the yearly nutcracker and then got tired of it and wanted to learn some other versions.

(she does a lot of contemporary now, especially to hip-hop music. it's cool as hell.)

kristen does modern and takes ballet. she tries so hard and she is so strong but she is. absolute shit at anything harder than a piqué. she likes modern bc cass lets her work in her ribbon dancer. she's also Really Good with choreo and technique!! she can spot the issue in Seconds

she helps out around the studio a lot too!! definitely not to see more of the girl with the pretty side cut who dances in the later hours :)

gorgug does hip hop bc he loves the community aspect of it! and ballet- he does a lot of the background/supporting work.

he's never had a solo. all the bad kids want him to ask for one because he's really fucking good how dare he. he tells them that aguefort doesn't like him.

(arthur doesn't like him. ayda would fight the world for him.)

fig is a jazz+tap girlie but she was Raised on ballet+tap so she's signed up for ballet too! she's been doing tap since she was So Little and it's genuinely just. her favorite thing ever.

she crashes the hip hop classes often. nobody stops her because she has the Energy Ever.

adaine, like fig, was put into ballet as a kid (along with aelwyn)

she met riz and he dragged her to a hip hop class and she simply. has not gone back. added contemporary onto her repertoire and a technique class and pointe. definitely the busiest out of everyone.

riz tried it for like. school. and fucking loved it. he thought it would be good networking, good resume filling, good exercise- and also he loved it. that comes last in the list of importance tho

that guy choreographs and performs the most complex ballet pieces known to man. kristen has tried one during an after-recital party and that video is used as blackmail to this day

he does ballet and jazz. he's tried every class at the studio and settled into those two. he's perfectly fine in his comfort zone thank you!

fabian started as a solely Jazz dancer. his dad died and he underwent a whole buncha self evaluation and then signed up for so many classes- he's taking no joke like 10.

jazz. ballet. tap. technique. modern. contemporary. hip hop. pointe. he's doing it all and having the Time Of His Life.

and now we get into the actual *studio*! whoaa it only took 17 bullet points!

their studio doesn't do a show performance, like the nutcracker, or competitions, but they do work a lot on choreography and do multiple performances throughout the year

you can request to do a solo/double/group piece that's multi-track! ayda Somehow fits it in the schedule. you get a teacher advisor (for the bad kids maybe jawbone?) who gives advice but the dance is mostly choreographed by you

these dances are the highlights of the recitals. fig wants to do one but is already doing a solo so she wants to work on a group piece! she and adaine have traumabonded in multiple classes so she asks her first

adaine goes. you're not gonna believe what i'm about to do. and snags riz. fig grabs gorgug. they're the initial four.

they spy fabian after a late-night rehearsal having a mental breakdown through dance and go huh. he was already becoming less stuck up. let's speed up the process.

kristen swings by later, sweeping and restocking toilet paper and shit and offhandedly offers some solutions to things they're struggling with

and lo and behold the bad kids are created! they have No Concept of time ever. but they're gonna choreograph a dance and by god it's going to look good!!

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Flufftober Day 31: "You told your parents?" ~ Arthur Morgan/OC [1,105 words]

My Flufftober '23 masterpost can be found here 💜✨

Cora was having a downright glorious day. Although the days when she and Arthur broke off from the rest of the camp and roughed it alone for a week or two always were, but this was one of their best little solo trips yet. The weather was beautiful, they stopped off at the post office before they really delved into the wilderness so she had a letter from home, and they hadn’t run into even a shadow of trouble. Considering the way chaos had a habit of finding Arthur, that particular part was a true miracle.

At present, they’d made camp just a little ways away from a lake – close enough to easily take a dip, but not so close that they’d be exposed to any who drifted near the shore – and she sat with her back against a tree while the wild turkey, the one that had them affectionately bickering over who had been the one to actually shoot it, roasted on a spit over the fire. They were being treated to the sort of sunshine that promised a beautiful pink-red sunset, and it took all she had not to hum happily as she read her letter from her hometown.

“My ma says hi,” she called to him as she read.

Up ‘til that moment, he’d been firmly rooted in man-roasting-his-kill mode. Or her kill, as she kept insisting anyway. He always insisted on taking over the cooking for at least their first night out here – although it was usually more, unless she really fought him on the matter. She rarely did, though, because it was sweet. A man who was hell-bent on cooking her dinner personally. Who’d’ve ever thought one like that existed? It was a question she found herself asking a lot ever since she’d first fallen for Arthur Morgan.

Her words, however, jolted him out of that mode.

“Your mother?”

“Uh-huh.”

“…she said to tell me that?”

“No, Dutch. I was hoping you’d pass the word along,” she drawled.

He stilled, leaning back where he knelt on the ground, regarding her thoughtfully.

“You…told your folks about me?”

“The basics, sure.”

“The basics?”

“That I’m courting a man I’m crazy about – and that he’s kind, funny, good, and handsome to boot.”

“You lied to ‘em, then.”

“I fudged the details on the whole livin’ in sin aspect, but everything else I just said is true,” she frowned at him. “…Shouldn’t I have?”

After their first night together, they’d both agreed that this wasn’t a sneaking into each other’s bedroll for some stress relief kind of thing. That it was more than that. That they were making a real go of it, in their own way. But maybe he viewed their way as not being something that should be shared around. The camp was one thing, nothing stayed secret for long there, but she had a hell of a lot more control over whether or not her folks knew. She just…hadn’t thought it would bother him. Instead, he looked bothered.

Maybe she should’ve asked first.

“I’m not exactly the bring home to mom and dad sort, sweetheart,” he said finally.

Ouch.

“Well, they live so far away it’s a wonder their letters even arrive in one piece. You’ll never have to meet ‘em if you don’t want to.”

Cora tried to play it cool as she spoke, shrugging casually and lowering her head so that her long dark hair fell forward over her face, pretending to be fascinated by the letter in her hand. Of course he saw through it.

“Shit, Cora, that ain’t what I meant at all,” he stood, approached, and then knelt before her on the ground. “Just that…I’m not the sort that a respectable woman would want to bring home to mom and dad.”

Oh. This was around the time she knew he’d be breaking out words like ugly and haggard if she hadn’t entirely vetoed them some time ago. Folding the letter and setting it in the midst of her skirts, she regarded him softly.

“I’m not a very respectable woman, Arthur,” she snorted.

“I respect you,” he said simply.

“And that’s what matters. To me. To them, too – my folks aren’t the high and mighty sort. Do you think I’d be running with Dutch’s crew if they were? Ma’s just glad to have one less mouth to feed, and pa – god love him – is a drunk. If I brought home some, some heir to a fortune with a stick lodged up his ass, they’d think I lost my damn mind. They know whatever I’m up to out here isn’t squeaky clean, how could it be? But we all play dumb to avoid stressful conversations. I keep ‘em clued in on the good parts, and you’re the best part.”

He breathed a laugh, but when he met her gaze and found her dark eyes fixed on him almost sternly, so there could be no doubt as to whether she meant every word she said, the laughter disappeared and he leaned back to sit on his ass on the ground in front of her, leg bent so one arm could rest atop his knee.

“You don’t have to meet ‘em, ever, if you don’t want to,” she continued. “But you gotta know that if you did, I’d be much more concerned about what you were going to make of them, rather than what they’d think of you. Because that last part wouldn’t make a damn lick of difference to me. Ever.”

Shifting a little, she could see in his face that he was tempted not to believe her – whether he’d admit that fact or not.

“I mean it, Arthur. They’d love you if they met you, you’re just gonna have to take my word on that, but even if they didn’t, you’d still be stuck with me for as long as you’ll have me.”

He smiled slightly, scratching at the stubble at his jaw.

“That’ll be an awful long time, Cor.”

“Will it, now?”

“Forever, most like. If I have my way.”

As he said it, he looked almost tentative – because it was one thing to say they were making a serious go of this, and it was another to say that. Those words of his had implications. The type that involved gold rings and wedding bells.

Cora grinned, and those blue-green eyes of his that had been inspecting her face for any hint of a negative reaction lit up as she replied.

“That works just fine for me.”

“Well,” he cleared his throat, hiding his own smile. “Good. Go ahead and tell ‘er I said hi back, then. Better make a good first impression, if she's to like me when I meet 'er.”

Links: AO3 -- FF.net -- flufftober masterpost -- dividers by cafekitsune

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The Roundup #3

Pairing: Joel Miller x !F!Reader

Summary: The gang is rounded up at Bill's, afterwards, Ellie and Elliot both want the adults to work together, especially since Y/n knew the outside world much more but with much reluctance from her. Their journey continues onwards to find Tommy.

Warnings: Adult language, blood, guns & knives, tension, angst, character death (mention of suicide), flashbacks of childbirth, attempted SA, arguments.

Minors DNI 🔞 18 below the cut

Part I, Part II,

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"I'll cut to the chase. I need a car." Joel said.

"Well, it is a joke. Joel needs a car. Well, if I had one that works, which I sure as hell don't, what makes you think I'd just give it to you? Huh? Yeah, sure Joel, go ahead, take my car. Take all my food too while you're at it."

"By the looks of it, you could stand to lose some of that food." Ellie said. "You listen to me, you little shit-!"

"No, fuck you! You handcuffed me-"

"I need you to shut up. Alright?" Joel said to Ellie.

"It doesn't matter anyway. Y/n is already getting a car battery as we speak. Probably heading back already-"

"Y/n? She's here?" Joel questioned. "Arrived here around two hours ago, two kids, one of them was brat like that one." Bill said as he glared at Ellie. "She's taking the truck and leaving."

~~~

Y/n successfully found a truck inside of a house after escaping that school of hell. "Fucking bloaters." She hissed while dusting herself off, until she looked up and saw corpse hanging from the ceiling. It was Frank. She knew him personally, he was the one who found her after she left Joel, Tommy, and her brother at the start of this apocalypse.

He was the one who delivered her to the Jaguar's. He was bitten all along his arms and shoulder, did Bill know about this? She shook it off and cut him down to get rid of the display. She was already prepared to leave the house and go pick up the kids, that was until she passed by a room.

A child's room. Specifically, a young boy's area. Old car blankets, blue lamp, old posters of cowboys and space rangers. A small baseball bat in the corner, she bit her lip to push back the memories creeping into her mind again. But she couldn't fight the pain that overwhelmed her sights.

~~~

"Look at our little fella!" Y/n's brother smiled as he watched her baby bump. "You're already attached to the baby and she's not even out yet, Alex."

"You're so sure it's gonna be a girl, I want a little nephew." Alex grinned as he held his hip. "I want a niece." Reuben yelled from outside. "Guys, we don't need to-"

"No, the baby needs a crib. I bought a pink one-"

"Alex!"

"I'm kidding. It's a white one, geez! Anyway, how far along are you again? Six months?"

"Eight months? But. . . I'm scared." Y/n mumbled. "Pft! Scared? The hell are you scared about?" Arthur asked as he entered the living room where Y/n and Alex stood.

"You know. . . The whole, raising a baby thing. And the birth part, what if. . . What if something happens to me? Or worse, the baby?! What if I can't raise it-?"

"Hey, hey hey, don't worry about that right now. Take one step at a time. You know, I was there for it all with mom. I know I'm perfect because I'm the first one." Y/n punched his shoulder which made him laugh. "Y/n, mom panicked too about having another kid. You know what I told her?"

"What?"

"That she'll be okay. You on the other hand, will be perfect. Dad isn't here anymore, you got us. All twelve of us, Y/n. We're not leaving your side until you're settled and comfortable with you daughter."

"We don't know yet." She mumbled.

"Well, fuck it. I want a niece." Alex said.

"He wants a niece so he can keep the boys away from her." Arthur said while walking into the kitchen.

"That's only half true!" Alex reminded him. A few weeks later, Y/n was studying at her table for a test she had to do in a few days for school. She wanted to eat something, but didn't want to get up. Her brothers were out working while one was knocked out on the couch. Sighing and coming to a defeat, she got up and walked to the kitchen to look for some snacks to fill her appetite.

She found some chocolate and a cupcake to go along with it, "I'm such a sweet tooth for this kind of stuff." She mumbled to herself. Until she dropped her bar when she felt something soak her inner thighs, she gasped and looked to see that her water had broke.

"Oh. . . Shit. . . Oh shit! Julio!! Fuck! Julio! Julio, help!!" She yelled with panic, her brother immediately woke up from his power nap and rushed to the kitchen.

"What happened-? Oh! Oh! Oh, fuck! Okay! Okay, come on! We're taking you to the hospital!" He said as he quickly led her outside. The drive was urgent and so was the call he made to his brothers, multiple of them called the hospital to warn their second brother who was a doctor that Y/n was in labor.

She was shaking as sweat began to form on her brow, she was beginning to tear up as they prepared her on the bed. Her brother rushed in with three other nurses as her other brothers tried to comfort her. "You're okay, it's going to be okay-"

"Y/n, you have to focus and control your breathing, okay? Oh yeah, yeah, she's definitely dilated. I need you to try and push." Her brother, Michael said. Alex held her hand as he said comforting things to her. "Don't you give her pills to numb the pain or something?!" Julio yelled at Michael.

"She's too far along for that, and don't shout-!"

"Shit! Y/n!" Arthur and Luis said as they rushed inside of the room. "Doctor, there's too many people in here-!"

"Guys, wait outside the room-!"

"We're not leaving her alone!" Mateo cut in, "AGH!!" Y/n screamed, crushing Alex's hand in hers. He withheld the urge to rip his hand out of hers, he focused on trying to keep her calm. Her brothers watched her cry and scream as she tried pushing as hard as she could. But by the end of it, she was trying to catch her breath as the baby began to wail in Michael's arms.

He quickly moved to rest the baby in her arms, as soon as he did, the baby began to calm down within her grasp. "Congrats, little sis. . . It's a baby boy." He grinned at her. She let out a small laugh and she hugged her baby, "He's so quiet." She whispered out of breath. "Damn. . . Can we switch it for a girl-?"

"Alex!" His brothers and Y/n chastised.

"I'm kidding! What are you gonna name him?" He wondered as he sat in a chair rubbing his hand.

"How about Spartan?" Mateo suggested. "No, definitely Master Chief." Luis said. Y/n ignored the bickering over the name and instead looked at her son, unable to look away from such a beautiful boy. His small knuckles rested on her chest, his tiny body lying on hers as she held him securely.

"I like Noah." She said, her brothers all paused and looked at her. "Noah?" Michael said as he dried his hands after washing them. "Why Noah?" Ramone inquired while sitting beside Y/n.

"I just like it. . . It matches him, doesn't it? Little Noah. . ."

"Noah and the Ark, you mean?" Mateo chuckled.

"Shush." Luis muttered.

"I like it." Julio answered.

"Hi, Noah. . . You're so beautiful. . . So beautiful and special." Y/n whispered before kissing his head.

~~~

"So, that worked out well." Elliot said, "Okay, ah. We'll go check this side of the house." Ellie's voice brought Y/n back to reality, she turned and walked down the hall, listening to the two adult men.

"Bill?" Joel muttered. "Somebody had the same idea. They stole my shit." Bill answered. "Then what the hell is plan B?" Joel said. "You oughta be thankful you're still drawing breath. That was plan A, B, C, all the way to fucking Z. And furthermore, tell Tess that she can take this job-", "Don't you bring Tess into this!", "-she can shove it right up-!", "She's got nothin' to do with-!"

They both stopped arguing as they see the corpse on the ground. ". . . Jesus. What? Do you know this guy or something?" Joel questioned.

"Frank." Bill mumbled. "Who the hell's Frank?" Joel scoffed.

"He was his partner." Y/n said as she entered the room. Relief seemed to have washed from Joel's face when he saw her standing there. "He's the only idiot that would wear a shirt like that. . . He's got bites. Here. And. . ." Bill didn't continue as he painfully looked at his partner's face.

"I reckon he didn't want to turn so he. . ."

"Yeah. I guess not. Well fuck him." Bill spat. "I cut him down when I got here. . . I. . . I'm sorry, Bill. I found the battery in the garage." Soon they all hear the sound of a pickup starting up. Y/n rushed to the garage, Elliot and Ellie were in the truck as Max stood in the bed of the truck.

"Look what we found. It's got some juice in it." Ellie smirked. "That's my battery. That fuckin' asshole. . . Get out. Get out." Bill said to the kids.

"Okay, geez." Ellie grumbled as Elliot helped Max out of the truck.

~~~

"I found the battery myself, therefore, I get the truck." Y/n argued with Joel. "I told you we're takin' the truck!" Y/n scoffed at Joel's response. Elliot and Ellie looked at each other before they took Max and got inside of the truck themselves. "You know this place better, don't you? So walk!" Joel said to her. "Driving is quicker to get these kids back! You walk!" She seethed at him.

"We can go together?" Elliot suggested. "No!" Y/n spat, "Joel is going to walk and we're taking the truck."

"You're the one walkin'!" Joel said as he turned away from her. Everything escalated from zero to hundred when a knife was held against Joel's throat. "You're. Fucking. Walking. Miller. I don't care if I have to rip out your Achilles tendon to stop you, I will do it if you continue to push me." She threatened him. Ellie had wide eyes as Elliot watched with growing panic. Max was busy playing with her stuffed bunny on her lap. "Why do you want the truck so badly?" He asked her. "I already told you. You're walking with your cargo and I'm delivering mine."

"Why can't we drive together! It's faster and better! We'll be safer with numbers, remember!" Ellie said, "Just get over it and get in the car!" Elliot groaned.

Please. Max signed at Y/n. She hated the thought of working with Joel again, but she swallowed her pride and removed the knife from him. "I'm driving for now. We switch later." She commanded.

"Yes, Ma'am." He muttered.

~~~

Y/n was asleep in her bed, her brothers watched how peaceful she was. "She's finally sleeping comfortably." Luis muttered. "I thought she'd never sleep like this again." Michael whispered. Alex held two of his brothers shoulders before turning and heading downstairs.

"Alright, she's gonna need our help. She's still a kid and she's doing her work for school, that means we'll help her with Noah. That means: feeding, cleaning, changing, watching, and being around that kid whenever we can. We'll have shifts to take. Michael is bringing in a large sum of money thanks to his job, who else has a high salary?" Alex questioned as he grabbed a paper and pen before jotting down the payments.

"I'm a lawyer, remember?" Arthur added.

"Okay, lawyer, doctor, anyone a nurse or a singer?" Alex said. But before someone could speak, Noah began to cry. The twelve of them rushed to the wailing baby but found Y/n cradling him in her arms, she looked exhausted from just waking up, but Alex noticed how quickly she woke up just for Noah.

It reminded them all of their mother. No matter how tired she was, how much she craved her sleep, she'd do anything to help her children first. "You guys sound like a stampede of elephants when you run together." She mumbled, "I think he's hungry though. . . Can you close the door-?"

"Yeah! Yeah, okay. Closing the door." Luis said as he shut the door to give her privacy. "I can't believe she's a mom." Mateo replied as he leaned against the wall, "Nursing and getting up in the middle of the night for her baby. . . I can't believe it."

"You better believe it. We're all uncles, and we can't fuck it up. Not with our own sister." Arthur commented. "We'll get used to this. We can do it."

~~~

Joel and Y/n swapped places driving, she had her eyes closed as she rested in her seat. Her fingers tapping on her arm as she stayed silent, ". . . Can't sleep?" Joel mumbled. "I can. I just don't trust sleeping in a car." She whispered.

The drive was silent as it could be. The three children were sleeping in the back as the two adults remained vigilant; Y/n often glanced at Joel to see if he were dozing off or not, "You should get more sleep." She said, Joel looked at her. "I don't need you passing out on me." She added.

"I'm fine." Joel answered. She sighed and closed her eyes before Ellie and Elliot groaned.

"Oh, man." She whined.

"Hey, what happened to sleeping?" Joel questioned them. Ellie then held up a comic to show Joel and Y/n as Elliot tapped his fingers on his lap. "Okay, I know it doesn't look like it, but this here is not a bad read. Only one problem. Right there. "To be continued!" I hate cliffhangers."

"Where the hell did you two get that?" Y/n inquired.

"Uhh. . . back at Bill's." Elliot muttered. "I mean all this stuff was just lying there!" Ellie added. Max whined as she tried to cover her hears to sleep more.

"What else did you get?" Joel sighed.

"Well. . ." Ellie hummed as Elliot handed her a cassette with a smirk on his face. "Here. This make you two all nostalgic?" Ellie teased. "Y'know, this is actually before our time. That is a winner though." Joel said, before he pushed the cassette into the radio. "Oh, man. . ." He muttered.

"Well, better than nothing." Elliot commented. "Oh! I'm sure your friend will be missing this tonight." Ellie chuckled.

"Mm-hmm." Y/n hummed. "Light on the reading, but it's got some interesting photos." Elliot piped up. Joel and Y/n both glanced at the mirror before seeing the adult magazine in Ellie's hands.

"Hey, Ellie, that ain't for kids." Joel said. "Whoa. How. . . how the hell would he even walk around with that thing?" Ellie gasped. "Oh shit! Look at those straps! Looks like he's wearing a fishing net!" Elliot laughed.

"Get rid of that. Just-", "Throw that away, right now-!" Joel and Y/n both scolded as she tried to reach and grab the magazine.

"Hold your horses. We wanna see what all the fuss is about." Elliot chuckled as he looked at the magazine with Ellie. "Oh. . . why are these all stuck together?"

"Um. . ." Joel mumbled. "Haha! We're just fucking with you. Bye-bye, dude." Elliot threw it out the window as Max growled and climbed over into the front seat and on Y/n's lap. "Hey-!" Max whimpered as she laid comfortably in her chest, she was small and so warm. Her short light brown hair was soft on Y/n's neck. Max was easily dozing off once again

"You know what? . . . This isn't that bad." Elliot said.

"Why don't y'all try and get some sleep, alright?" answered Joel. "Pft—I'm not even tired." Ellie scoffed. "Me too." Elliot added. Less then five minutes later, Ellie and Elliot were sound asleep as they arrive on Pittsburgh's highway. Y/n had fallen asleep while holding Max in her arms.

Joel slowed the car down when they arrived at a blocked road. "Oh, no, no, no, no. . . Well, perfect." He sighed. "Mm? . . . Now what?" Y/n mumbled out as she woke herself up. Joel huffed before saying, "Screw it."

He turned the vehicle and continued down the turnpike, Y/n felt Max whimper in her shoulder as her small hands clutched to Y/n's jacket. Y/n's hands were reluctant as she reached to rub circles on Max's back to comfort her. The car suddenly jolts to a stop when Joel saw a man approaching their truck, supposedly injured as he clutched his stomach.

"Easy!" Ellie gasped.

"Please. . . help. . .!" The man begged. Y/n lifted Max and pushed her into the backseat before reaching down to her bag to retrieve her gun and a hunting knife. "Holy crap. . . Are we going to help him?" Elliot asked. "Put your seat belt on, kids." Y/n warned as she gripped her gun.

"Help me!" He begged. "W-What about the guy?!" Ellie yelped.

"He ain't even hurt." Joel growled before pushing the gas. "Oh, fuck!! Go, go, go!!" The man ordered as Joel charges at the stranger; different men all begin to start shooting at the truck as Y/n yelled for the kids to duck. Y/n then saw an overturned bus heading right at them. "Oh fuck! Joel-!" The bus t-boned them.

"Hold on!" Joel shouted as they crashed in a storefront. The sudden impact caused Y/n to go hazy as she slowly sat back up. "You guys okay?" She mumbled.

"I'm okay, I'm okay.", "Same here." Ellie and Elliot both said. "Then get out quick." Joel grunted as he and Y/n removed their seatbelts. Just then—Y/n's side door is ripped open and a hunter grabbed her arm and neck before attempting to pull her out of the truck. "C'mere!" The hunter hissed.

"Shit!" Joel said as he grabbed Y/n's ankle to pull her back inside. "Fuck-! Joel! Get the kids-! Get the fucking kids-!"

"Let go of her, you chickenshit! Joel!" Ellie shouted as she tried to open her door to help Y/n. "Y/n!!" Elliot screamed as he kicked at his door. Joel was then grabbed and dragged out of the truck by another hunter. Joel was slammed through glass but used his strength to avoid getting his throat sliced into by the sharp piece of glass. He elbowed the man before turning and slamming the hunter into the glass shard. "Joel!!" The kids yelled as they finally broke through the door—Joel's eyes scanned for Y/n before seeing the hunter slap her to the ground and get on top of her. "I'll show you. I'll show you." The hunter growled as he slid his hand up her shirt—trying to grab at her bra. "You fucking bastard!!" She shouted before stabbing his ribs with her knife that she reached for.

Max screamed as she jumped on the man's back and bit his ear to get him off Y/n. "Shit!" The hunter yelled as he tried to rip Max off while being stabbed at. Elliot and Ellie saved Max as Joel grabbed the hunter and dragged him towards a counter. He pulled him up and slammed his face into the edge of the counter.

"Motherfucker!" Ellie growled. "Come on." Joel said as Y/n got up. "What's wrong with these guys?" Elliot asked as he held Max's hand. "Catch your breath. We're leaving." Joel said while grabbing Y/n's bag and handing it to her.

"You okay-?", "I'm fine." She said abruptly—cutting off Joel before taking her gun. "Watch out!" Ellie gasped before a rifle was fired at Joel's head. They ducked just in time. "I know a way out. . . The roof is a good spot, from there we can cross and over to the next building. It's secured at the bottom." Y/n said, "Forgot these fucking hunters were here."

~~~

"There's no plank!?" Ellie squeaked. Y/n threw her bag across to the opposite building before backing up. Elliot turned and looked at her, so did Max and Ellie soon after. "What are you doing?" Elliot asked, she didn't respond before running and leaping off the building. Landing and rolling onto the other rooftop.

"Oh shit!!" The kids gasped. "I have a plank here. Cross over, quick!" Y/n said. Max whined as she held Joel's hand, her worst fear was heights. Elliot and Ellie passed to the next building, Joel picked up Max who was beginning to cry in his shoulder. Y/n pulled out her gun and aimed at the door as a hunter broke through—she shot him straight through the skull as Joel set Max down on the floor before removing the plank.

"Come on, let's keep moving!" Y/n said.

They hurried to a safer place, the hunters were still around, but not too close. "Oh, this place stinks." Ellie gagged. "Yeah, wood's all rotten." Joel replied as they continued walking through the building.

Ellie stopped by an abandoned coffee shop before asking Joel: "Did you go to coffee shops a lot?"

"I did. All the time." Joel answered. "And what would you get?" asked Elliot.

"Just. . . just coffee." Joel said. "Over here. . . We head through this hotel and make out on the other side. The quicker we get out, the safer we'll be." Y/n said as they followed her into the large hotel.

"It's clear, for now." said Y/n as she climbed down into the hotel. "Whoa. . . this is fancy. Ever stay in a place like this? Before it all went to shit, I mean." Ellie asked. "Watch your mouth." Y/n said.

"No. . . no, this is too rich for my blood." Joel commented. "Oh. I bet it was nice." Elliot grinned. Y/n ignored the conversation as she scoped out the area, planning on escaping without drawing anymore attention from the hunters. Perhaps she could travel by leaping onto other rooftops, it's risky. Maybe the kids can't jump that far, and she doubted there'll be more planks around them. The climbed through the elevator, Y/n helped the girls first before lifting Elliot next.

Before anyone could process it, the elevator gave in and collapsed from beneath the adults. Both fell into water as the kids screamed for their names. "Oh shit! Joel! Y/n?!", "Y/n! Joel!"

"We're alright! Are you okay?" Joel yelled as Y/n resurfaced. "No! You scared the shit outta us!" Ellie shouted. "I'm gonna climb down there, okay?" Elliot said. "No! All of you stay up there. We'll make our way up to you!" Y/n responded.

"Don't do anything stupid!" Ellie said. ". . . Don't kill each other." Elliot added.

"Yeah. . . We'll try." Joel muttered.

They didn't kill each other, but they rather tried to help each other when hunters found them. Y/n didn't hesitate to stab one of them in the throat—turning to grab a second hunter that was attacking her and managed to break his arm. Y/n was separated from Joel as the scuffle grew worse.

"Fuck!" One of them yelled as he tackled Joel into a semi-deep puddle of water. He held him down—drowning him as Y/n was being slammed into the wall by another attacker. Elliot ran and jumped onto the hunter's back and stabbed his switchblade in his neck—painfully dragging it across his throat while Ellie picked up Joel's pistol and shot the hunter drowning him.

Her hands were trembling as she slowly lowered it while Joel gasped for air. "Man. . . I shot the hell outta that guy, huh?" She whispered, Max was standing beside her as she stared wide-eyed at the corpse.

"Yeah, you sure did." He said. "I feel sick." She muttered as she sat down. Joel took his pistol back as Max looked up at him. "Why didn't you just hang back like I told you to?" Joel replied.

"Well, you're glad I didn't, right?" Ellie responded. "I'm glad I didn't get my head blown off by a damn kid." Joel scolded. "You know what? No. How about "Hey, Ellie. I know it wasn't easy, but it was either him or me, thanks for saving my ass." You got anything like that for me, Joel?" She asked.

". . . We gotta get going. We have to find Y/n and Elliot."

"Lead the way." She muttered.

~~~

Y/n was rubbing her neck as she looked at Elliot who's entire right hand was coated in blood. "Whoa. . . I-I really cut the hell out of his throat, huh?" He muttered with shaking hands. "Uh huh." Y/n sighed while straightening up correctly. Elliot leaned against the wall as he clenched on to his switchblade, "Why didn't you stay behind with your sister?" Y/n retorted.

He looked at her again and answered, "You and Joel were gone for. . . a while and, we were scared. . . So we tried to find you. And, you're glad I found you. . . right?" Elliot wondered. Y/n dusted off her shoulders and looked down the hall, ". . . Guess I am glad. . . But don't do that ever again."

"Why-?"

"Because I said so. If I'm struggling with someone in a fight, you better turn and run. Run as far as you can and don't turn back for me, you take you and your sister to somewhere else safe. Find Joel and Ellie and go with them. If that ever happens, you better do what I just told you to do. Got it?" She asked him.

". . . Got it. . ." He lowly said.

~~~

Y/n led them out of the hotel onto a scaffolding. But below them, hunters were patrolling the area. Y/n grabbed Joel's sleeve and tugged him down to avoid being seen. "Oh, shit." He muttered.

"They haven't gotten back yet. What the hell's taking them so long?" A hunter asked. "I don't know. They went to check on 'em. For now, we wait." Another replied.

"C'mere, keep your heads down." Joel said to the two teens, Max was close behind Y/n, "Alright now. . . I'm gonna jump down there and I'm gonna clear us a path."

"We're going to clear a path." Y/n added. Joel locked eyes with her before Ellie spoke up. "What about us?", "You stay here." Y/n said. "This is so stupid. We'd have more of a fucking chance if you'd let us help." Ellie responded.

"I am." She huffed before tipping her head at Joel who grabs a rifle laying nearby. "Now you seem to know your way around a gun. You reckon you can handle that?" Joel asked Ellie.

"Well, uh, I sorta shot a rifle before. . . but it was a rats." Ellie confessed. Y/n stared at her with disappointment as Joel confusingly asked, "Rats?"

"With BBs, I bet?" Elliot grinned, "Fuck yeah." Ellie replied with a smirk. "Well, it's the same basic concept. Lift it up. Alright now, you're gonna wanna lean right into that stock, 'cause it's gonna kick a hell of a lot more than any BB rifle." Joel said. Y/n pulled out another rifle and handed it to Elliot, "You listen to what he says. Max, come here." Y/n whispered.

"Okay." Elliot replied as he knelt on Joel's other side. "Go ahead and pull the bolt back. Grab it right there. Just tug it. . . There you go. Now as soon as you fire, you're gonna want to get another round in there quick. Listen to me—if we get in trouble down there, both of you make every shot count, yeah?"

"We got this." Ellie said. "Max, when they need more bullets, you give them some. Always have one to pass onto them, okay?" Y/n said to her. She nodded and scooted in between Ellie and Elliot.

"Alright. And just so we're clear about back there. . . it was either him or me." Joel said to Ellie.

"You're welcome." Ellie added.

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Part 4 is on it's way.

[richardsphere]

Leverage Redemption Log: The Fractured Job

Someone is moving house, puts a trophy in a box. Scouts are coming so the kid might get a scholarship for the sportsballs. Town is collapsing economically.

Fracking, (the water is flammable) --- Sophie is worried their actions could have collateral damage. She's still feeling guilty about Arthur.

Hardisons in space. (get the actor a greenscreen and he can do cameo's without burdaining his packed schedule too much or needing to be physically present. God are they lucky its the hacker whose career took off. I dont think they could've done this stuff if it'd been Elliot)

Elliot is on break. He's going to try and connect with his dad. (presumably lives in Frackingville).

--- Elliot on the road, listening to the radi-OH SHIT ITS A PARKER "Im here for emotional support" "Im here to ensure she gets the concept" 10/10 gag.

Elliot comes to his hometown and barely has the time to nostalgia about the hardware store before he has to intervene in some goon-on-guy violence.

Parker and Elliot punch some people while Breanna loads Checkov's Pepperspray Pipet. Interracial family representation. --- The goons are not proficient in disguise. Huh, i didnt know fracking caused earthquakes. (that reads sarcastic/suspicious of future plottwists. It isnt, i dont live in a country that has fracking so all I know about it is through cultural osmosis from american exported media)

Oh i thought Breanna meant "we should give these two some alone time" not "We've got a client". (I thought "we've got a client" was obvious enough it didnt need saying).

Elliot looking longingly at the siblings that have lived an entire life without him. --- Yup of course Harry knows how hard it is to prove the direct causality from "fracking rig" to "cancerous growths" in a legal setting.

Sophie is afraid of hurting Elliot's relationship with his dad through this.

--- Breanna and Dad talking bout the future.

Parker is worried that Elliot might be dying, (sudden decision to connect with family, it would match the symptoms) Bugs in place, "we dont upload anything we use a closed system" huh, guys actually smart enough to see through a con... until you double down with a second-layer. --- Meanwhile at the Oklahoma State Capital, Harry and Sophie are ready to deal with a probably-crooked politician. (as if there is another kind)

Time for an interview, show him the obvious microphone so we can make him think he's "safe" when its taken from play (leaving him unaware of a second, tinier microphone)

AG is going back home, (make him see the damage itself rather then the probably faked data. If he's not corrupt that'll be enough. If he is corrupt... well we'll know exactly where he is) --- Breakfast. The good thing about politicians locked away from their home for ages is that they're so unfamiliar with their own home they're extremely unlikely to notice any minor changes as a result of you bugging their house.

Elliot is staying to get that family talk in (and protect his dad from hired goons) Dad is still somewhat standoffish, but he's accepted the breakfast.

Well, he might not actually be crooked after all. A bit suspiciously defensive of the "wait for the reports" policy but correlation VS causation is a thing and its actually good for an AG not to let anecdotal evidence steer him too much so lets hope. --- Yeah he's crooked. Of course he is. Hope is a lie like always.

So yeah not only is he crooked, he's the real mastermind what the state actually prosecutes it means you bribe one and you are out and clear.

But he still wants that interview with Harry and Sophie, so that means we can literally put a camera in his face and he'd go with whatever script we feed him.

Father and Son heart-to-heart. --- We have a keycard and we're off to the rig. Dad is off to violate a restraining order.

reduced guards, more people for Elliot to punch. --- Oh we put him in front of a camera, on a stage and everything. Live broadcast as he boasts of his victory?

this robot bodies joke is getting a bit long in the tooth... 7 seasons and a timeskip's worth of buildup to that hug. "try to stay out of trouble"

[x-heesy]

PHUCҜ ΨΣΔH ITΔLIΔΠ RΔP

Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas

December 25th, we are on alert

Still the anxiety rising, hey

I smoke like it's legal, hey

Tell me if anyone is normal

In Area 51, bro, there's Santa Claus, wow

Put the record on and you're dead, you wait for this piece more than the risen Christ

In my house the crucifix is ​​a memory

Son of God, I prefer abortion

I think I go to Mc, I put on a happy face like Arthur Fleck

I make a massacre if, again this year Michael Bublé sings on Italia 1

I smoke but don't mind it

There is the nativity scene that gives me a round of applause

People go where their noses take them

Especially if it is Pippo Baudo's

I ride with the revocation, eh

Widow type noise, huh

Christmas is upon us

Jehovah's Witness

If it gets me that bad

Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas

Even though it all seems the same to me

Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson, eh

I think I'm late today too, eh

I'm not on time for dinner

You know what the fuck I care about gifts

Or to see some stupid aunt

I hate Christmas like the Grinch, mh

'This flow kills you, it gives lessons, mh

I enter a cinepanettone, mh

With a shotgun, mh

New Year's Eve with a bang

I'm crazy, now I'm going to explode

I'm under your girlfriend's tree, I give her my cock with a bow

Hey, Santa Claus

Except one day a year he's just an old drunk

This year I made money and I will ask baby Jesus

What does he want as a gift, like Briatore

Well done, clown sings

All red bro, like Santa Claus

You who are around me, because you want a follow

I'll give you the likes, I'm Santa Cloud

I see you sad, maybe it's because you're not on Salmo's album

And if Santa Claus exists, I'm not the rapper of the year

If it gets me that bad

Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas

Even though it all seems the same to me

Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson

Nice gun, what does it shoot? Balls?

Better not be a tree, because he has more balls

When I come in, everyone goes, "Wow."

Between 'if I call God, he answers me: "Woof"

I don't give a shit, but at least

I always destroy myself when I have dinner

I ate a pandoro with Morgan

There was only icing sugar

Christmas makes you fat as shit

And waste the food we need

I don't pray to an angel, I'm not in Bethlehem

I don't envy the tree because it's broke

I'm sorry if you were alarmed

But you are as out of place as someone who goes on the subway and shouts: "Allah" with a gun

What a bomb of a gift

Your girlfriend, boar

Always eating

He's not Santa Claus

But such a big oaf

If it hurts me so much

Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas

Even though it all seems the same to me

Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson

They already ask me what I do on New Year's Eve

I wonder what I'll do on New Year's Eve

You didn't see us in your club, you're blind

Dinner at Mc, Jesus Crispy McBacon, huh

And at dinner with the relatives, mh

I introduce myself and take my leave, mh

"When are you going to give us the little ones?" (Eh)

I answer: "When I defrost them" (Wow)

I have a recurring dream that attracts me

Convince the Vanzinas to film Christmas in Syria

So perhaps we can see what is happening in Palestine

And on opening day, I shoot myself in the mouth in the front row

Merry Christmas, assholes

With my brains on De Sica and Boldi

We are as empty as your drunken talk

Give each other gifts, not our business, it's better if you leave

Fuck off kindly

The difference is there and you can feel it

I am always fresh, evergreen

You are always cool, always green

I'm going to shout "Happy New Year" at an Easter lunch

I already know it's in Santa's sack

Another great album from a talent dad

Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas

December 25th, we are on alert

Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas

December 25th, we are on alert 🚨

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙴𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙾𝙽 (𝙱𝚄𝙾𝙽 𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙴2) (𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝. 𝙻𝚊𝚣𝚣𝚊) 𝚋𝚢 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘, 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝙵𝚊𝚒𝚟, 𝙽𝚒𝚝𝚛𝚘 v7

@ombrabrontok @len0r @luna---zylum @bigbonzo @boanerges20

[coffeecat1983]

Down the Road pt 8 (Mario movie fanfic)

(Warning: mention of underage drinking)

Late that night… Arthur stared at the ceiling. It was past midnight, and he was in bed, but he couldn't sleep. Sighing, he went to get up. Marie stirred beside him. "Mmm, babe? You okay?" she asked, still half asleep. "Eh, I can't settle in. You go back to sleep, okay?" he leaned in and tenderly kissed her cheek. She mumbled a sleepy "Love you," as she drifted back off. Tony was sitting up in bed reading when there was a knock on the door. "Come in." "Hey." Tony glanced up as Arthur entered. "Hey," he replied softly. "Couldn't sleep so I thought I'd come check on ya. You doin' okay?" Arthur asked, flopping down on the bed, hands folded over his stomach. As usual his yellow nightshirt was buttoned sloppily, and his shorts were a mismatched dark grey, leaving him looking disorganized. Tony meanwhile was in a powder blue short-sleeved nightshirt with matching shorts. Tony took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, setting his book aside. "My head is killing me." "Past few days have been crazy, huh? I knew it wasn't gonna be easy but still, Giovanni's so hard-headed sometimes. And Mario, damn, he has your stubbornness and quick mouth, going after him like he did." Arthur said. "Yeah, it…wait, how do you know what Mario said? I didn't tell you that part." Arthur waved his hand. "I had the front door cracked open and was listening in. If it had gone south, I was ready to storm in there and get you and Luigi out." Tony took his pillow and smacked him with it. "Then all hell really would have broken loose! But I appreciate the thought." Arthur pushed the pillow off. "Hey, those boys mean a lot to me too, ya know. And I gotta look out for you, can't have you getting into all the trouble by yourself. Unlike when you went and got that tattoo. You were on your own with that one." Tony rolled back his sleeve, revealing a now somewhat faded skull tattoo. "Hey, I still like it." "Why are the eye sockets heart shaped again?" "Because dear brother," Tony said with a bit of a flourish, putting his glasses back on, "I am a lover 'down to my very bones'." Arthur grinned at him like the Cheshire Cat. "More like 'lover of bone-"" he was cut off as Tony hit him with the pillow again. "Watch your mouth!" He playfully scolded. "Fiiiine. So, we finally gonna meet any boyfriends of yours?" Tony sighed, leaning against the headboard. "Not likely, haven't had any luck in that area. Really hope Luigi does better, that kid deserves a prince." "Yeah well, so do you, especially after all you just did." Tony grew quiet, looking out the bedroom window. Lights from the buildings glittered here and there, mixing with the glow of the streetlights. The occasional passing car created shifting forms on the ceiling. "Art, you remember prom night?"

"Yeah. Kinda surprised if you do, though." Tony let out a soft chuckle. "Ah c'mon, I wasn't blackout drunk." He grew quiet again. "Hearing Luigi call himself a mistake, that scared the shit out of me. I'd thought that about myself before. It reminded me I never told you the full story about prom night. Avoiding the party and drinking weren't the only things I had in mind." Arthur sat up, something in Tony's voice caught his attention. He listened as his brother continued; "I had my own date that night. We drank a bit, fooled around but I didn't feel like taking it very far. He ended up falling asleep, so I snuck out, with a half a bottle of his dad's strongest booze. Got myself home, sat in that little hiding spot by the outside steps, you remember that spot;" Arthur nodded, it was a corner of the front steps that never got much light and made a good hiding place, especially at night. You could look out but not be seen in the shadows.

To be continued...

[bad-draft-stuff]

c. au 22

bing bong

Arsé-kun: -Wednesday, December 1st- Sheepy: Jauf: How is this a punishment? I'm having so much fun! Ahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Kay: Ugh... Nothing's a punishment to you, huh? Sheepy: Jauf: Not really. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll think of something eventually... Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...? Jaufre, don't monopolize the kitchen. Sheepy: Jauf: I was asked to help. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Ah. Well, my statement still stands. Sheepy: Jauf: I'm not. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Beyond being asked for assistance. Sheepy: Jauf:.... Sheepy: Jauf: I've waited long enough! Arsé-kun: Arthur: It isn't your kitchen. Sheepy: Jauf: I'll fight anyone who stops me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'll fight you any time. Sheepy: Jauf: But would you win? Arsé-kun: Kay: Can you two knuckleheads quit it? Sheepy: Jauf: No. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Non. Sheepy: Jauf: Too bad for you! Arsé-kun: Kay: Outvoted in my own damn kitchen! Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Kay: King Shits, make yourself useful n' wake everyone up, will ya? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... ... I'll consider it, Cai. Sheepy: Jauf: That's no name for my king. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fine. You're King Shits, then. Sheepy: Jauf: I'm no king. Arsé-kun: Kay: Lord of Shit Mountain. Sheepy: Jauf: I have no titles but Sir. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure, okay, "Sir". Sheepy: Jauf: You learn so quickly! Arsé-kun: Kay: >:| Sheepy: Jauf: What is it? Arsé-kun: *Kay grumbles complaints and goes back to cooking* Arsé-kun: *Distant yelp from Merlin, he's up! He's up!* Sheepy: Bedi: Thank you for waking us. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Quite welcome. Arsé-kun: *Arthur moves on* Arsé-kun: *Arthur goes and knocks on Grif's door. That's twice today he managed to knock on a door* Sheepy: Grif: *He opens it* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Good morning. Breakfast is nearly ready. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: Thanks. Arsé-kun: Arthur: You're welcome. Sheepy: Grif: Dad, do you want breakfast? Arsé-kun: Yog: ...hm? *he unfolds from his own hair and the beanbag chair* Sure. Sheepy: Grif: I'll bring you some... yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: No need. I can make an appearance. Sheepy: Grif: That works. Arsé-kun: *Arthur moves on and settles next to Aru. He opts not to wake her just yet* Sheepy: *Aru doesn't stir. She's fast asleep.* Arsé-kun: *He wants to join the others in the kitchen, but there's no point. He can't eat.* Sheepy: *But maybe soon he will. He just needs his body back!* Arsé-kun: *That depends entirely on Merlin the First, who is not known for getting things done fast* Sheepy: *So true* Arsé-kun: *Being King Arthur is suffering* Sheepy: Aru: *She gives Arthur a sleepy look* ...Arthur? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Good morning. Sheepy: Aru: Good morning... What time is it? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Ten am. Sheepy: Aru: Thank you for letting me sleep. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Of course. By the way, breakfast is nearly done or is done. I haven't checked. Sheepy: Aru: Oh... Thanks for letting me know. Sheepy: *Aru sleepily rubs her eyes and gets up.* Arsé-kun: *bekfast* Sheepy: *Aru heads to the kitchen* Arsé-kun: *A seat between Kay and Merlin was left for her!* Sheepy: *Aru takes a seat between them!* Arsé-kun: Kay: It's aliiive. Sheepy: Aru: Good morning. Arsé-kun: Kay: Mornin'. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Everyone's here. Sheepy: Grif: It's a Christmas miracle. Jingle bells, jingle bells... yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: Twenty-four days early, Grif. Soon, though. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Sheepy: Grif: Christmas is my favorite day... yes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why's that? Sheepy: Grif: Hmm. Can I tell you...? Arsé-kun: Yog: Give the short version. Sheepy: Grif: My gift is my parents getting together with me. Sheepy: Grif: Very happy occasion. Sheepy: Grif: Sometimes Dad is not there. But Dad is always there. Arsé-kun: Yog: I have special permission for those 24 hours ^^ Sheepy: Bedi: How is that different from right now? Sheepy: *Aru is focused on eating her fruit omelette. Her favorite food! She seems much happier than yesterday.* Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm very much not supposed to be here right now. Sheepy: Bedi: I see... Arsé-kun: *Kay's plot worked. Success. Success.* Sheepy: Grif: So excited... I think Dad will be here, too. Arsé-kun: Yog: No guarantees, but I'll try to get him. Sheepy: Grif: I hope so. Sheepy: Jauf: Dove, hm. He doesn't like me very much. Arsé-kun: Kay: HE doesn't like you? Damn. You must really suck. Sheepy: Jauf: He ate out of my trash and got sick once. Sheepy: Jauf:...Right, I also fed him my creations to see what would happen. Sheepy: Jauf: But nothing dangerous! Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, you've learned not to eat from the trash like an animal, right? Sheepy: Grif: Not everything in the trash is bad... probably. Arsé-kun: *Yog wordlessly applying a hand to his face* Sheepy: Grif: But I would probably not do this unless I was desperate. Sheepy: Jauf:...Probably? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't think Kay would even consider kissing you if you ate garbage. Arsé-kun: *VISIBLY FLUSTERED KAY* Arsé-kun: *like in anime and someones startled and they get those jagged lines? that. startled and also very embarrassed* Sheepy: Grif: I have never eaten garbage. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Great! Arsé-kun: Merlin: So nothin' else I said in that sentence mattered? Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: *He looks away* ............ Sheepy: Grif:.... *He puts his hands on his face* P-Pre-marital... Arsé-kun: Yog: Hmmm, I wonder where he learned this from. *he leans forward to prod Jaufre's face* Sheepy: Jauf: G-Gee. I wonder. Sheepy: Jauf: It's a mystery. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... hey. If Orbs is Grif's dad, and Dove is Grif's dad, what the hell are you? Sheepy: Jauf: Me? I'm human. Arsé-kun: Kay: No. I mean, do you count as his dad too? Sheepy: Jauf: Eh.... Sheepy: Jauf: I'm more like... Sheepy: Jauf: An organ donor? Maybe. Arsé-kun: Yog: ... I have a better way to explain it. Sheepy: Jauf: Yes? Arsé-kun: Yog: Say there's a preset, already in-game sim, and then you make a rough imitation of it custom. Sheepy: Jauf: Something like that. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: Dad chose to give me this catchphrase... sad. Sheepy: Jauf: I don't use that anymore. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why are you the one responding to that? Sheepy: Jauf: Because he's implying I still go around whimpering about pre-marital this, and pre-marital that... Sheepy: Jauf: No longer! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Cause you got marr- Arsé-kun: Kay: He called you Dad and you responded. Sheepy: Jauf: Not to that bit. Sheepy: Jauf: Only to the catchphrase bit. Arsé-kun: Kay: Alright, old man. Sheepy: Jauf: Am I really so old? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yep. Old coot. Sheepy: Jauf: Maybe wise, but... old? Arsé-kun: Merlin: About as old as Grampa Primo, right? Sheepy: Jauf: That's... Sheepy: Jauf: He seemed like the old man when I started... Arsé-kun: *Yog doesn't input. Not every question needs an answer. Anyway, fuit omelet* Sheepy: Jauf: You know who's the old man? Sheepy: Jauf: Cai. Arsé-kun: Kay: He absolutely sounded like one. Sheepy: Jauf: He's always sounded like one. Sheepy: Jauf: Hey, you know... Sheepy: Jauf: Cai always had the nasty habit of bullying the new people and trying to chase them out. Sheepy: Jauf: This usually ended in him being pummeled into the dirt. Sheepy: Jauf: You know that he picked on Sir Percival when he was just getting started? The guy broke half the bones in his body - figuratively, of course - entirely on accident. Sheepy: Jauf: Anyway, be careful who you bully. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You wanna talk about somethin' else? Anything else? Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm? Sheepy: Jauf: Oh, there was another knight who was kind of the old man among us. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Uhhuh? Sheepy: Jauf: He ended up getting a wife. Real nice lady. People began looking down upon him because he retired so he could be with his wife constantly. Arsé-kun: Kay: Is this story gonna get violent somehow? Sheepy: Jauf: Ah? No, but speaking of violence, there's this guy on campus. Arsé-kun: Kay: for fuck's sake Sheepy: Jauf: You know Gawain's brother? Sheepy: Jauf: Your Gawain. Arsé-kun: Kay: Which one? Wait, you wouldn't know the others. Arsé-kun: Kay: You mean Aggy? Sheepy: Jauf: He looks just like a guy I used to know. Arsé-kun: Kay: ....... Let me goddamn guess. YOUR Agravain. Sheepy: Jauf: Creepy, isn't it? He had a fascination with torture and an undying loyalty to my king. Sheepy: Jauf: Yes, exactly. Brother to my Gawain. Arsé-kun: *Kay looks at Yog. Yog has pulled up a holoscreen and is watching a puppy video on it.* Sheepy: Jauf: He was a really smart guy, but he ended up getting manipulated by his little brother into fighting Lancelot. He ended up getting killed. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sucks to be him. Arsé-kun: Kay: But hey. If Gawain inherited the damn sun thing from your Gawain, then do you think? Sheepy: Jauf: That's not my Gawain for sure, but... Sheepy: Jauf: That's Agravain. Without a doubt. Arsé-kun: Kay: I wonder what he inherited beyond torture. Sheepy: Aru: I've spoken to Gawain before so I don't think he's been reincarnated. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You've gotta take me with you next time you go Ouija Boarding! Sheepy: Aru: He's stuck and can't move on so he just mopes all day. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Do we throw Arthur at him?? Sheepy: Aru: He's mad at Arthur, but he'll get over it eventually. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's been there HOW long? Sheepy: Aru: He's not interested in reincarnation anyway. He's not Gawain if he isn't Gawain... or something along those lines. Arsé-kun: Merlin: No, no. I mean we can't assume he'll just move on if he's been there a couple hundred years already. Sheepy: Aru: At this point, over 1500 years, right? Arsé-kun: Kay: Jauf? You about 1500? Sheepy: Jauf: I haven't the foggiest idea how old I am. Arsé-kun: Kay: Old coot. Sheepy: Jauf: Merlin, Beddy, Cai, and my king will always be older. Arsé-kun: Kay: He's an old fart too. He's just not here for me to tell that to. Sheepy: Jauf: I wonder why. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Actually, yeah. Where IS he? Sheepy: Aru: He, ummm... Sheepy: Aru: He's... Sheepy: Aru: Probably in the other room? Sheepy: Aru: Caliburn is by the sofa and I don't think he'd go on a walk with it. Sheepy: Jauf: My king can't eat, so he may be moping. Sheepy: Jauf: When he gets his body back, I'll be sure to cook him his favorite meals. Sheepy: Jauf:....By the way, please be gentle with him when he gets his body back. Don't make him eat a spicy chip. Arsé-kun: Kay: You can't goddamn stop me. Sheepy: Jauf: Not at a level that's fair... Sheepy: Jauf: I wouldn't fight that unfairly. Sheepy: Jauf: It might make him sick, though. Be careful, please. Arsé-kun: Kay: .. (ಠ__ಠ) .. Fffffair enough.... Arsé-kun: *Very distantly, Merlin's phone has been ringing off the hook. Muffled early 2000s pop music* Sheepy: Bedi: A phonecall? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It can wait! Sheepy: Bedi: I guess that's what voicemail is for. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .. ...? Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Thought I heard somethin'. Sheepy: Bedi: I didn't hear anything. Arsé-kun: *Merlin shrugs and goes to finish eating before being so Violently Startled by something that he jagged anime lines and falls off his stool. ouch* Sheepy: Bedi: M-Merlin?! *He goes to help Merlin up* Arsé-kun: P!Merlin: Oh, thank you. That wasn't supposed to happen. Sheepy: Bedi:...Huh? Sheepy: Grif: Wow... It's you. Arsé-kun: P!Merlin: I'll be very brief. Tell my grandson to pick up the phone or ask Seir to pay attention. One of the two. Sheepy: Bedi: ...? ... *His shocked expression becomes his very terrifying rage face. Which is him smiling but with murderous intent.* Go lie back down on the floor again, please and thank you! Arsé-kun: P!Merlin: ... I see I interrupted something! Very sorry! ^^; Sheepy: Jauf: Eh, not really. My friend's tired because I tore him up yesterday! Sheepy: Jauf: He's been working very hard recently. What a guy! Arsé-kun: Yog: I'll be back online shortly. *sheepish* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ---DAMMIT NOT AGAIN Sheepy: Jauf: Welcome back! Sheepy: Aru: Teacher called? I wonder why? Arsé-kun: Merlin: What excuse was there that time?! Sheepy: Jauf: You didn't pick up your phone. Arsé-kun: Kay: Go get it, dickhead. Sheepy: Bedi: Most people have the common decency not to call during breakfast. Arsé-kun: *Merlin starts turning and spots Bedi Rage™. Instinctually freezes* Arsé-kun: Yog: He did apologize. I'm sure there is a reason for it. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes... I suppose so. *His face softens some. Bedi's Rage has passed (for now)* Arsé-kun: *Freed from the Bedi Anger Zone, Merlin scurries off to get his phone.* Arsé-kun: *Fou appears! Fou is here and on the table, giving Bedi the Big Cat Eyes™* Sheepy: Bedi: Fou? Arsé-kun: Fou: Meow! Sheepy: *Bedi begins petting Fou. -10 stress* Arsé-kun: *Fou starts sniffing plates* Arsé-kun: *Merlin comes back with his phon-♫BACK STREETS BACK, ALRIGHT♪* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *pain.jpg* Sheepy: Bedi: He's calling again? *He's calm again because Fou!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *he picks up* Grampa, I'm gonna hijack you one of these days and make you do the hula. What's up? Sheepy: Jauf: Speaking of old guys, it's Merlin! Arsé-kun: Kay: Old ass annoyance. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *listening to Primo* ... So why didn't you just call Aru? .... Okay fair. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Aru, Grampa needs you n' Arthur for something. Sheepy: Aru: Oh, Teacher's finally ready! I'll go get Arthur. Sheepy: *Aru exits the kitchen* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ??? Sheepy: Jauf: Ahh, it's that. Sheepy: Jauf: I'd like to go, but I wouldn't function very well. Arsé-kun: Kay: Context? A shred of context for we the poor? Sheepy: Jauf: Am I allowed to tell you? Arsé-kun: Kay: Why the hell not? Sheepy: Jauf: Merlin didn't tell... Eh.. how do I distinguish these two? Arsé-kun: Kay: Old Coot and Dick Wizard. Sheepy: Jauf: Merlin didn't tell you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Which one?? Sheepy: Jauf: The old one. Arsé-kun: Kay: Primo bastard. Sheepy: Jauf: So maybe I shouldn't either. Arsé-kun: Kay: Gimme a hint. Sheepy: Jauf: My king is involved. Arsé-kun: Kay: That doesn't help. Sheepy: Jauf: You never asked for a helpful hint. Arsé-kun: Kay: fuck. Sheepy: Jauf: Very sorry! Arsé-kun: *Merlin finally hangs up and sits back down* Sheepy: Jauf: Well? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I've got one more message for Aru when she comes back. No talking about it. Sheepy: *Aru returns* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa has a message for you! Sheepy: Aru: He did? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He said he's sending someone to get you and to wait in the hall. Something about not getting another death glare. Sheepy: Bedi: I think that's about me... Arsé-kun: Merlin: You're so powerful! Sheepy: Bedi: Sorry. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I have the strongest boyfriend! Sheepy: Bedi: Is it really so scary...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Is that a bad thing? Sheepy: Bedi: I think so. Sheepy: Bedi: I'll have to apologize when I see him again... Arsé-kun: *Arthur is ali-wait. no. wrong phrase. Arthur EXISTS. There he is* Sheepy: Aru: Arthur, are you ready? Arsé-kun: Arthur: As I'll ever be. Sheepy: Aru: Great! Let's go to the hallway then! Arsé-kun: *Arthur and Aru go out into the hall* Sheepy: Aru:...Huh? A knight? Arsé-kun: Canus: ... This is... Ah, please disregard my outfit. I did not have the chance to change out of it prior to arriving. Sheepy: Aru: So you normally dress in armor? Arsé-kun: Canus: At times, yes. Sheepy: Aru: Just like Arthur! Sheepy: Aru: And Beddy. Arsé-kun: Arthur: It's of no alarm to either of us. Sheepy: Aru: Exactly. Arsé-kun: Canus: That is a relief. This means you are Aru, right? Sheepy: Aru: I am! Arsé-kun: Canus: Very well. We can set off for our destination as soon as you're ready. Sheepy: Aru: I'm ready! Arsé-kun: Arthur: At your leisure, good sir. Arsé-kun: *Canus takes them to Avalon! yaaay* Sheepy: Aru: We're here! Arsé-kun: Canus: We've arrived safely. Your destination is straight ahead. Sheepy: Aru: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Canus: Quite welcome. Good luck. Sheepy: *Aru starts heading forward* Arsé-kun: *Arthur follows her.* Sheepy: Aru: What do you plan to do when you get your body back? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Eat. Arsé-kun: *arthur pauses bc thats not a dignified answer* Sheepy: Aru: That makes sense. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .. That's not very dignified of me, but it is true. Sheepy: Aru: I understand! Arsé-kun: *They find the clearing again! All those blue and white flowers, the big crystal, and Primo!* Sheepy: Aru: Teacher is here! Arsé-kun: Primo: Good morning! Sheepy: Aru: Good morning! Arsé-kun: Primo: Please join me and take out your sword. Sheepy: *Aru pulls out her sword and approaches Primo* Arsé-kun: *Primo grabs the hilt but doesn't take it from her* Arsé-kun: Primo: Arthur, as soon as you are able to go into yourself, do so. We'll work through any issues if they come up. Arsé-kun: *Arthur nods and positions himself above the crystal* Sheepy: Aru: Good luck, Arthur! I believe in you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Thank you! Sheepy: *Aru watches* Arsé-kun: *Primo starts chanting. You know this is some powerful stuff because he's rhyming. The flowers are all lighting up, and the crystal is beginning to fall apart starting from the top.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur is visibly excited!* Sheepy: *Aru is in awe!* Arsé-kun: *Caliburn also starts glowing! Everything is very shiny!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur zips through some crystal and back into himself! Everything gets REAL BRIGHT and then....* Arsé-kun: *white.* Sheepy: Aru:...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....? Why are we here? Sheepy: Aru: Isn't this where we met? Arsé-kun: Arthur: It is. Sheepy: Aru: Mordred was here, too.. Arsé-kun: Primo: And he still is. We're not alone. Sheepy: Aru:?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ?!? Arsé-kun: *The smashed table is also still here.* Sheepy: Aru: That table... Sheepy: *Mordred suddenly lands right behind Arthur!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur jumps and whips around to face him* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... I don't want to face you. *he shudders* But I will. Sheepy: *Mordred takes this as an invitation to try to stab Arthur!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur gets stabbed. He looks rather displeased with the whole situation* Arsé-kun: Arthur: At least wait f-for me to arm myself.. Sheepy: Mordred: You never played on an even playing field, O' Great and Mighty King! Do not expect others to be fair when you aren't fair to them! Arsé-kun: *Arthur takes a step back* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... No, you're right. I won't deny that. Sheepy: Mordred: I'll give you enough respect to allow you to find a weapon for yourself, Father! If you can evade my assault all the while, that is! Consider that the love of a son! *He lunges at Arthur!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I'll make do. If it's good enough for Sir Lancelot... *he breaks a table leg off* ... It's good enough for me. Arsé-kun: *Arthur manages to block Mordred's lunge in time!* Sheepy: *Mordred slashes at Arthur!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur jumps back!* Sheepy: *Mordred closes the distance, attempting to stab him once more!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur freezes up in panic, earning himself a second stab wound!* Sheepy: Mordred: Where's the greed you showed in my dying moments?! Or, perhaps, have you never grown out of your cowardly ways?! You'll have to do your own fighting this time, Father!! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... You want greed? Fine. Fine! Arsé-kun: *Arthur armors up and lunges at Mordred!* Sheepy: *Mordred gets whacked, causing him to stumble back!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur moves in to bash him a second time!* Sheepy: Mordred: This is the respect I wanted back then! Not to be a dying man given one last insulting kick by his own father! Urk--!! *He gets hit a second time!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: You certainly got your revenge for my act of cruelty. We're both dead, and I know it's my own damn fault! Sheepy: Mordred: All I did was drag you down with me! *He takes a swipe at Arthur with his sword!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Not to say I didn't deserve it! *he knocks Mordred's sword away* Sheepy: Mordred: Stop moping about how you deserved it and become a man who doesn't! *He does a follow-up attack!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: And how would you like me to do that?! You're well aware how many people are dead because of me! Arsé-kun: *Arthur parries easily* Sheepy: Mordred: Maybe you can't erase those sins, but you can strive to not add to them! Arsé-kun: Arthur: That would be... Exceptionally difficult. Sheepy: Mordred: So you'll give up!? Because it's difficult?! You, the one who became king as a mere child?! Don't make me laugh!! *He takes another swing* Arsé-kun: *Arthur gets hit, making him stumble* Sheepy: *Mordred goes in for a follow up attack!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur's body hits the ground well before his head does.... Because it's been cut clean off. The crown rolls a bit away.* Sheepy: Aru: A-Arthur?! Arsé-kun: Primo: That... May be a problem. Sheepy: Aru: He... he's dead...? Arsé-kun: Primo: He's already dead, Aru. Sheepy: Aru: N-Now he's doubly dead! Sheepy: *Mordred is just blankly standing over Arthur's body* Sheepy: Mordred:....Are you stupid or what? How are you going to kill me in that state? Arsé-kun: *Mordred gets a swift kick between the legs from Arthur!* Sheepy: Mordred: Kyeh?! *He flops to the floor. Very elegant.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur scrambles to find his head and put it back on.* Sheepy: *Mordred pulls himself back to his feet* Sheepy: Mordred: Never do that again! It's freaky! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Never cut my head off again and I won't have to! Sheepy: Mordred: It wasn't intentional! Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... If you're not trying to kill me, then why are you attacking me? Sheepy: Mordred: That's because... Sheepy: Mordred: You're irritating! You mope and cry and shiver when you hear my name! You blame me for your death! Yet all I was was a dying man on the ground! All I was was a baby! You've never faced me, even once! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....... Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...... I suppose so. *he heaves a sigh* You're entirely justified in your complaints. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... So we had better resume, hm? Sheepy: Mordred: You better give me a good fight, Father!! No more of this dying stuff! The only one who'll be dying here is me! Arsé-kun: Arthur: And if you don't? *he smirks slightly* Then what will you do? Sheepy: Mordred: Eh? Arsé-kun: Arthur: What if I decide I don't want to? Sheepy: *Mordred's face isn't visible but he's very much Confused Math Lady right now* Arsé-kun: *Arthur throws the table leg to the side and starts approaching* Sheepy: Mordred: E-ehhh??? What do you mean you don't want to?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: If I truly must, it can wait. Arsé-kun: Primo: \:u ???? Sheepy: Aru:.....Arthur's confused his Mind Mordred... Arsé-kun: *Primo doesn't correct this* Sheepy: Mordred: This was my only plan!! Arsé-kun: *Arthur pauses, almost stepping on his crown. He frowns... and crushes it under his heel before continuing towards Mordred. That's not getting in the way.* Sheepy: Mordred: Eh? E-eh??? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I am not speaking to you as a king right now. *he comes to a stop in front of Mordred* I am speaking to you as your father. Sheepy: Mordred: EH??? Sheepy: *Mordred drops his sword out of surprise* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Let me see your face. I don't believe I ever have properly. Sheepy: Mordred: .........*He hesitantly removes his helmet, revealing a face somewhat similar to Aru's.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: So that's how you look. I see now. Sheepy: Mordred: Y-you didn't know? All the other guys knew, probably. Arsé-kun: Arthur: There were a lot of things I never knew. I wasn't as smart as I thought I was. Sheepy: Mordred: W-well! That's no shock!! Sheepy: *Mordred's still trying to look serious. It's not working out very well.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... *he bends down to pick up Mordred's sword. He's considering something* Sheepy: Mordred: .....? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Kneel for me. There's something I want to do. Sheepy: Mordred: Kneel t-to you?! *He begins to kneel* Don't make me laugh! I would never!! *He says, kneeling* Arsé-kun: *Arthur raises the sword slightly* Sheepy: Mordred: You plan to slay me after all? Take your best shot, Father! Better make it count! Arsé-kun: *The sword taps Mordred's shoulder.* Sheepy: Mordred:...Eh? Sheepy: Mordred: What are you doing...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: *tapping Mordred's other shoulder* What does it look like, Sir Mordred? Sheepy: Mordred:...But I betrayed you. Arsé-kun: Arthur: At this point, it doesn't matter anymore. Sheepy: Mordred:.....You would trust me a second time? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would. *he tosses the sword aside and kneels down* I won't make that mistake a second time. Sheepy: Mordred:.....*He's teary-eyed but trying to keep a tough face.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm sorry, Mordred. Sheepy: Mordred:......Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Arthur embraces Mordred, not bothering to hide his own tears.* Sheepy: *Mordred shakily returns the hug, burying his face into Arthur's shoulder before weeping.* Arsé-kun: *Everything fades to white...* Sheepy: Aru: I-Is it... over? Arsé-kun: Primo: *smiling* It's over. Arsé-kun: *Aru and Primo are where they were before, holding a jeweled sword, facing Arthur's body and the bottom half of the crystal* Sheepy: Aru: I'm glad Arthur finally got a happier ending with Mordred...! Arsé-kun: Primo: As am I. I expected it to come to blows. He's matured so much. Sheepy: Aru: I hope this will help him recover some from everything that happened. Arsé-kun: Primo: It definitely won't be immediate, but it's a start. Sheepy: Aru: Is he back in his body? Arsé-kun: Primo: I believe so. The sword has it's proper form back as well. *he lets go of it* Sheepy: Aru:...Huh? Caliburn looks different...! Arsé-kun: Primo: Dear Excalibur. It doesn't look a day older than when it was granted to Arthur. Sheepy: Aru:?! Sheepy: Aru: So it was Excalibur all along...? I guess that makes sense, considering Caliburn broke... Arsé-kun: Primo: The ex-caliburn. *unnecessary smug* Sheepy: *Aru stares really hard at Primo* Arsé-kun: *Primo laughs* Arsé-kun: Primo: Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Sheepy: Aru: Even Grif's dad is funnier... Arsé-kun: Primo: Ouch! Sheepy: Aru: Teacher, you need to work on your jokes! Arsé-kun: Primo: I will if I can find the time! Sheepy: Aru: Well, you should have a little more time now. Arsé-kun: Primo: You're completely right. Maybe I'll take the day off. Arsé-kun: Primo: But that is later. Arthur now. Sheepy: Aru: Of course!! Do we do something here? Arsé-kun: Primo: Help him up if he needs it. Be there for him. Sheepy: Aru: I don't have to be told to do that! I'd always do it. Arsé-kun: *Primo goes to stand next to Arthur* Sheepy: *Aru joins him* Arsé-kun: *Arthur's peaceful breathing hitches for a moment. A single twitch, and he opens his eyes to see them both* Sheepy: Aru:....Arthur? Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Aru... Merlin.... *he turns his head slightly to look at them* Sheepy: Aru: You're back in your body! I knew you could do it! Arsé-kun: *Primo helps Arthur sit up* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I am... It feels... odd, but correct. Sheepy: *Aru hugs Arthur!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur hugs her back! Primo waits his turn for a hug of his own* Sheepy: Aru: I was really worried when you lost your head... I'm glad you're okay. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would very much prefer to not repeat that... Sheepy: Aru: How are you feeling? Arsé-kun: Arthur: A tad dizzy. Arsé-kun: *Primo puts his arm around Arthur's shoulder and slowly helps Arthur get off of the crystal and stand up* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... *he's wobbling in place. he really isn't feeling well, and it shows* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Merlin..... I don't feel so goouuughh...... Arsé-kun: *His knees buckle, and he falls into such a deep faint among the all white flowers that Primo and Aru's cries of distress don't stir him at all.* Arsé-kun: *............* Sheepy: Beddy: ...When will he wake up? Sheepy: Jauf: My king is an expert at taking naps! Arsé-kun: Bors: Oh, like you? Sheepy: Jauf: Of course. Sheepy: Jauf: Any knight worth their salt will get some sleep in when they can. Sheepy: Lio: I have insomnia~!! Sheepy: *Lio sounds surprisingly cheerful.* Arsé-kun: Cai: *cracking an eye open to look at Lio* Some of us don't, so shut your damn mouth. Sheepy: Lio: You don't complain when Beddy talks, but when I do, it's bad? So sad-sad~ Arsé-kun: Cai: He ain't yelling. Sheepy: Lio: It's my normal volume~ I'm not yelling either. Sheepy: Jauf: Insomnia is easy to cure. Arsé-kun: Cai: Without a club, Jauf. Sheepy: Jauf: The solution is leeches. Arsé-kun: Cai: .......... Sheepy: Lio: *He stares really hard at Jauf* Arsé-kun: Cai: Would anyone mind if I killed this fuck? Sheepy: Lio:.....Leeches aren't so cute~ Arsé-kun: Bors: Neither is your bud but throwing glass in stone houses. Arsé-kun: Bors: wait Sheepy: Lio: Bors is very mean. Sheepy: Jauf: Haaah? You think you can kill me, Cai? Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahahahahaha! I believe you! Arsé-kun: Cai: You got a neck I can grab. Sheepy: Jauf: I don't trust myself not to fall to my bloodlust if we fight. Our king just snapped me out of my berserk state recently and I never got to finish. Sheepy: Jauf: So I'll spare you for now! Arsé-kun: *Cai leans forward to smack Jauf anyway* Sheepy: *Jauf smacks Cai back* Arsé-kun: Cai: Okay, c'mere you bastard, Sheepy: Jauf: You're fighting me? I'd like to see you try! Sheepy: Lio: Even after all this time, you two still want to beat each other's lights out... So scary-scary~ Arsé-kun: Cai: Of course I do. It's Jaufre. Sheepy: Jauf: I would never turn a fight down with Cai! Arsé-kun: *Cai leans forward to start shit again* Sheepy: *Jauf slaps Cai back* Sheepy: Beddy: *Muffled* I bet Baby is lonely right now. Arsé-kun: Primo: Baby will live. Sheepy: Beddy: Baby will never forgive me. Sheepy: Lio: Beddy's a dad? Wowow~ Sheepy: Lio:....... Sheepy: Lio: Koala? Sheepy: Lio: Bors, what's a koala? Arsé-kun: Bors: It's a little gray creach that people think is a bear, it's ain't Sheepy: Beddy: Baby is very smart. Sheepy: Beddy: He's not a bear, yet he makes bear noises sometimes... Sheepy: Lio:....... Sheepy: Lio: *thinking* Sheepy: Lio:....Like a raccoon? Arsé-kun: Primo: Sorta. *he shows Lio a pic* Sheepy: Lio: So cute~!! Wowow! I love it lots and lots~!!! Sheepy: Lio: It looks like an old man! Arsé-kun: Cai: We know Merlin's an old cunt. Look at the picture. Sheepy: Jauf: You stole my thought...!!! Sheepy: Beddy: You think Merlin is cute, Cai? Arsé-kun: Cai: Don't put words in my mouth, Beddy. Sheepy: Beddy: Lionel said it was cute... you think it was about Merlin... Arsé-kun: Cai: Let me insult people in peace. Sheepy: Jauf: Merlin, cute... Huh. Arsé-kun: Primo: c: Sheepy: Jauf:...... Arsé-kun: Cai: .......... Sheepy: Jauf: He's missing the feathers. Arsé-kun: Cai: Not furry en- What? Sheepy: Jauf: Well, he's white, but he doesn't have feathers. Arsé-kun: Primo: I could if you need me to! Sheepy: Jauf: Nah. Sheepy: Jauf: Sorry, you don't really seem cute to me... I'm sure there's someone out there who feels differently! Sheepy: Jauf: Nah. Sheepy: Jauf: Sorry, you don't really seem cute to me... I'm sure there's someone out there who feels differently! Arsé-kun: Primo: I'm not looking but thanks. Sheepy: Jauf: Eh? No time for romance? Arsé-kun: Primo: Too busy. Sheepy: Jauf: With what? Baby? Arsé-kun: Primo: Work. Sheepy: Beddy: He doesn't take care of Baby. Sheepy: Jauf: Work, huh. Arsé-kun: Primo: You don't need to know. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahahaha, I know! Sheepy: Jauf: It's not fair... Arsé-kun: Primo: ? Arsé-kun: Primo: ! Arsé-kun: *Primo leans over, puts his hand on Jauf's mouth, and gestures to Arthur* Sheepy: Jauf: ....? *He looks to Arthur* Arsé-kun: *Arthur's finally waking up! Good morning, sunshine!!* Sheepy: Jauf: …My king is waking up. What a relief. Sheepy: Beddy: *He sits up to get a better view of Arthur. His hair is covering a lot of his face. Convenient.* He’s awake? Arsé-kun: Cai: He could do it a little faster. Sheepy: Lio: Bors is so mean… Arsé-kun: *Arthur blinks a few times before stifling a yawn with his arm. It's aliiiiiiiive!* Sheepy: Jauf: He’s really awake! Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Eh? *drowsily starting to sit up* No need to shout... Sheepy: *Aru would be enthusiastic about this but she’s busy napping. * Sheepy: Jauf: This is my normal talking voice. Arsé-kun: Cai: Are you still unaware of your own damn volume? Idiot. Sheepy: Jauf: I talk as loud as I talk! Arsé-kun: Cai: *Opting to ignore Jauf, looking towards Arthur* Welcome back, Wart. Sheepy: Beddy: You’re back in your body, Art… Sheepy: Lio: Wowow! I knew you could do it!! Arsé-kun: Bors: Rate b- Uhm.. Great work, sir! Sheepy: Beddy: How are you feeling? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Much better. *he sits up the rest of the way to look everyone over* Arsé-kun: Arthur: All of you came out here? Sheepy: Beddy: Of course. Sheepy: Jauf: If I die, I die! Sheepy: Lio: If he dies, he dies! Die die die~ Arsé-kun: Cai: If Avalon doesn't kill him, I goddamn will. Sheepy: Jauf: Is everyone against me…? Arsé-kun: Bors: Why would be all. Why would. *sigh* No. Arsé-kun: *Primo is watching this, but also poking Aru. hey. hey. hey. student. child. hey* Sheepy: *After much poking, Aru finally gets up.* Sheepy: Aru: *She rejoins the group, sleepily rubbing her eyes* Arthur? You’re okay? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I believe so. Sheepy: Aru: I’m glad! … Your neck is okay, right? Arsé-kun: Arthur: *checking* It seems to be. Sheepy: Aru: I’m glad! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm surprised you all showed up... Sheepy: Beddy: I’d always show up for you. Sheepy: Lio: Water’s under the bridge! And over it when it rains! Arsé-kun: Bors: We're still YOUR knights, after all! Bof course we'd show up for you! Sheepy: Jauf: I could’ve just waited at home, but that would be rude. Arsé-kun: Cai: Wish you would have. Sheepy: Jauf: Hmm? You would’ve missed me. Arsé-kun: Cai: Of course I'd miss if you weren't in front of me. Sheepy: Jauf: Aren’t you needy? Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Shut up. Sheepy: Jauf: Worry not! I’ll stay by your side as long as you can! Ahahahahahahaha! Sheepy: *Aru gives Arthur a hug!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ! Sheepy: Aru: Now that you have a body, I can finally do this! Sheepy: *Beddy wants to give Arthur a hug too, but he’s shy.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: That's very convenient. *he's trying to hold a smile back and is 100% failing. Aru gets hugged back!* Sheepy: Beddy: ……..*mumbling* …….hug Arsé-kun: Cai: Then go! *he pushes Beddy towards Arthur* Sheepy: *Aru is very happy to get a hug!* Sheepy: Beddy: B-but… Arsé-kun: Cai: She can get a hug whenever she wants! Go! Sheepy: *Beddy gets up and hesitantly approaches Arthur* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Hmm? Sheepy: *Beddy hugs Arthur!* Arsé-kun: *Beddy gets hugged back immediately!* Sheepy: Beddy: *He’s shocked! Arthur would hug him?!* Arsé-kun: *OF COURSE!!!* Sheepy: Beddy: V-Very sorry— I should have asked…! Arsé-kun: Arthur: No need. I appreciate it, Beddy. Sheepy: Beddy: …! Sheepy: Beddy: *He starts brushing his hair out of his face. He has one!* Of course…! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm always honored when you allow me to see you. I'm glad you're doing well. Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you…! Arsé-kun: Bors: Pretty-pretty! Lookin' good, pal! Sheepy: Beddy: ?! Sheepy: Lio: Wowow! The hair monster has a face~! Arsé-kun: Bors: Lio! Sheepy: Lio: Bors! Arsé-kun: Bors: Lio means to say he's never seen you properly before. Sheepy: Beddy: He hasn’t…? Arsé-kun: Bors: Apparently not. Sheepy: Lio: I thought you’d be like Canus! Arsé-kun: Bors: Doesn't he have no head? Sheepy: Lio: Not one you can see. Sheepy: Lio: If I squint, I can see something is there! Arsé-kun: *Cai used the distraction called Lio to hug Arthur and get one back. No one saw that.* Arsé-kun: Bors: Huh. Sheepy: Lio: But Beddy-Beddy is pretty-pretty! No invisihead here! Sheepy: *Beddy is flustered. So many compliments! He’s not used to that.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: We keep telling you this. Do you think we're lying to you? Sheepy: Beddy: … It doesn’t feel right. Arsé-kun: Cai: Get used to it. Sheepy: Beddy: It’s hard… Sheepy: Aru: *She’s happy because Arthur has a body! Amazing!!!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur's just happy to be here* Sheepy: Jauf: My king! Sheepy: Jauf: You can eat now, yes? Sheepy: Jauf: Be very careful. Kay may offer you a spicy chip. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Oh, speaking of-*uncalled for stomach interruption* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... How embarrassing. Sheepy: Jauf: You’re hungry? Sheepy: *Jauf digs through his pockets and gives him an apple* Sheepy: Jauf: This one was safe from Griflet’s blood spray! Arsé-kun: *Arthur accepts! he's starving* Sheepy: Jauf: It was rude of him to bleed on my food. Arsé-kun: Cai: The hell is happening in your life...? Sheepy: Aru: Jaufre went berserk and dismembered one of my friends… Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh, typical berserker shit. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahahaha! I couldn’t get into it. Sheepy: Jauf: I still need to let loose. Being artificially afflicted with madness isn’t going to do it for me! Arsé-kun: Arthur: You weren't into it... Sheepy: Jauf: I was not. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I hope to not see you berserk intentionally. Sheepy: Jauf: I won’t promise anything to you on that topic. Sheepy: Jauf: But I wasn’t going to let loose surrounded by kids. Arsé-kun: *Arthur doesn't comment. He's not happy though* Sheepy: Jauf: Maybe another time? Arsé-kun: Cai: Nobody wants to see that, you oaf. Sheepy: Jauf: Hmm.. not where you two can see it. Sheepy: Jauf: I’ll go berserk when you aren’t looking. Sheepy: Jauf: Anyway, I was beating up a berserker. Sheepy: Aru: You tried to kill me… Sheepy: Jauf: I don’t fully recall that! Ahahahaha! Very sorry even so! Sheepy: Beddy: *looming behind Jauf with murderous intent (but he’s much shorter than Jauf so it isn’t very intimidating)* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Do not do that again. Sheepy: Jauf:...Very sorry. Sheepy: Jauf: I'll try not to, but that was outside of my control. Arsé-kun: Arthur: It is good to know you were still conscious enough to hear me, though. Sheepy: Lio: By the way, Sir! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Yes, Lionel? Sheepy: Lio: You were a ghost before, right? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I was. Sheepy: Lio: How did you have a kid? Ghost stork? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Arsé-kun: *Arthur has to repress a laugh into his cape. a rarity as is* Sheepy: Lio:...eh? No? Arsé-kun: Arthur: No, no. Sheepy: Lio:....Live storks help ghosts too? Arsé-kun: Arthur: No. Sheepy: Lio: Ghosts really are all on their own...! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I do not think ghosts can have children anyway Sheepy: Lio: I hope reapers can't have kids either. Sheepy: Lio: I don't want to have some stork give me something to take care of. Arsé-kun: Bors: Do you even believe in that? Sheepy: Lio: Unless it's a fishy-fishy~ Sheepy: Lio: *He stares at Bors* Arsé-kun: Bors: Then why did you ask..... Sheepy: Lio: I know it! Arsé-kun: Bors: ....... Sheepy: Lio: It was in Bleo's architectural notes. Sheepy: Lio: "Bors won't tell you this, but you came from a stork." Sheepy: Lio: Bleo wouldn't lie, so it must be true. Arsé-kun: Bors: He's full of it. Nonbense. Sheepy: Lio: Not true!! He said you would deny it! Sheepy: Lio: Lying's a sin, Bors! Arsé-kun: Cai: You're an idiot, Lio. Sheepy: Lio: E-eh?! Sheepy: Lio: So mean! Cai is very mean! Arsé-kun: Cai: Storks don't do shit. He was lying. Sheepy: Lio: Bleo not once lied to me in life... Would he really leave such a lie in his lqst message... Arsé-kun: Cai: He was friends with the damn jester. Yes he goddamn would. Sheepy: Lio: It was... a joke? Sheepy: Lio:...... Sheepy: Lio: Well, I don't have feathers.. Arsé-kun: Primo: The legend of storks bringing children is pure myth. Sheepy: Lio: Really...? Arsé-kun: Primo: Sadly, yes Sheepy: Lio:...... Sheepy: Lio: *He sits down to mope* Arsé-kun: Primo: Storks themselves are real, if that's what you're worried about. Sheepy: Lio:....Storks are real? Arsé-kun: Primo: (oh my god) Yes. Sheepy: Lio: So I can see them? Arsé-kun: Primo: You can see a stork in the wild, yes Sheepy: *Lio's enthusiasm has returned!* Sheepy: Lio: I can see storks and not be scared of babies~!! Yay~! Sheepy: Lio: But where did Arthur's child come from? Arsé-kun: Primo: One's bloodline isn't as easy to destroy as one might think. Sheepy: Lio: So from his blood? Arsé-kun: Arthur: No. She descended from M. She descended from Mordred. Sheepy: Lio: Ahhh... Sheepy: Lio: One of his children killed me, I recall. But I got better. Sheepy: Lio: Umm... more like... Sheepy: Lio: My friend made it better? ... I guess? But I became a reaper, too. Sheepy: Lio: He's very wobbly-wobbly~ Swirly-swirly~ It's Toto! Sheepy: Lio: I became a reaper because I was very bad and said hurtful things to Bors~ Sheepy: Lio: But the king is safe! He's not on my list. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would hope not. Arsé-kun: Primo: Are any of the current knights on your list, actually? Sheepy: Lio: Huh? Sheepy: Lio:......... Arsé-kun: Primo: For curiosity's sake. Sheepy: Lio: Ehehehehe! Surprised? Bors isn't... Sheepy: Jauf: Hey, where's your dog? Arsé-kun: *primo makes a face* Sheepy: Jauf:..... Sheepy: Jauf: Everyone forgot to bring Marrok, huh... Arsé-kun: Primo: ...... That was my fault. Arsé-kun: Cai: Don't look at me. He wasn't home. Sheepy: Jauf: Does he not have a phone? Arsé-kun: Cai: He didn't pick up. Must be a dog day. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahhh... too bad. Sheepy: *Beddy seems alert* Arsé-kun: *Primo starts quietly counting down* Sheepy: *A large wolf suddenly dashes in from nowhere and pounces on Arthur!* Arsé-kun: *dark souls YOU DIED* Arsé-kun: *WASTED* Arsé-kun: *etc.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Hello, Marrok!! Sheepy: *Marrok starts licking Arthur's face excitedly, his tail wagging at a million miles per hour! He's so hyped!!!!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: He-hey! Hello! Yes! Thank you! Arsé-kun: *Arthur breaks out laughing. it tickles! his weakness!! dog kiss.* Sheepy: *Beddy is very happy because Arthur is happy.* Sheepy: Jauf: How did Marrok get here? Arsé-kun: *Primo is happy because Arthur and Beddy are happy* Sheepy: Lio: The power of woof-woof! Arsé-kun: Primo: I have no idea. Sheepy: *Marrok finally gets off of Arthur* Sheepy: Jauf: Hey, speaking of knights that are around. Sheepy: Jauf: I mentioned this to our king, I think, maybe... Sheepy: Jauf: Did I mention I saw Agravain? Arsé-kun: Cai: Gods no. Sheepy: Lio: Lancelot slew him~ He's dead-dead~ Sheepy: Jauf: Yet I saw him! He looked a little younger, but it was definitely Agravain. Sheepy: Jauf: Isn't that terrifying? Arsé-kun: Cai: That is horrifying. Sheepy: Jauf: It's like a horror movie... Wherever you go now... Sheepy: Jauf:....Agravain could be there. Arsé-kun: Bors: A good movie or a bad one? Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm? Sheepy: Jauf: I don't really know. Sheepy: Jauf: Aru's brother showed me horror movies. Sheepy: Jauf: That's my only knowledge base! Arsé-kun: Bors: Hmmm. Sheepy: Jauf: Do you know a lot about movies? Arsé-kun: Bors: I do! I help with screenplays sumtimes. Why? Sheepy: Jauf: What's a screenplay? Arsé-kun: Bors: Fancy word for movie script. Sheepy: Jauf: How do you make it play? Arsé-kun: Bors: .... Ho boyo. Arsé-kun: *Bors now has to explain the entire medium of filmmaking to a fellow medieval knight* Sheepy: *Jauf is very interested.* Arsé-kun: *Time passes...* Sheepy: Jauf: I want to see a movie! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Then ask once we get back? I'm sure no one would mind. Sheepy: Jauf: Hmm... Sheepy: Jauf:.......*thinking* Sheepy: Jauf:....Bors, I want to see one of your movies! Sheepy: Lio: Wowow! Jauf has no taste~!! Arsé-kun: Bors: Heyyy! Not everything I write is write.. What? Not everything I write is bad! Sheepy: Lio: *Staaaaaare* Arsé-kun: Bors: ... Not ACCIDENTALLY bad! Arsé-kun: Cai: ... You wanna explain the history of anything else, Sir Bore-us? I would rather perish than sit through that again. Arsé-kun: Bors: I'm gonna write'cha into a snausage-fest if you keep the sass up, Cai! Arsé-kun: *Cai is briefly alarmed* Arsé-kun: Cai: ... Snausages? Arsé-kun: *Bors wordlessly puts his face into his hands* Sheepy: *Marrok is now very attentive to the conversation.* Arsé-kun: Bors: ....... Lio, I now have a very unchristian story concept, would you like to hear it anyway? Sheepy: Lio:...Huh? Sheepy: Lio: A story? For me? Arsé-kun: Bors: No, I'll do that to make up for the sins I'm about to commit. Sheepy: Lio:??? Arsé-kun: Bors: Never mind. Sheepy: Lio: If you make me sad, I will never end your life for as long as I live. Arsé-kun: *Bors has to pull out a notepad and writes down "horny dyslexic man goes to a snausage fest, disapointed. ?? ??? no plot die liek men"* Arsé-kun: Bors: You're like a hundred years late on that, Lio. Sheepy: Lio: Huh? Sheepy: Lio: Bors... Arsé-kun: Bors: c: ? Sheepy: Lio: You should write less about unholy things and more about bunnies! Arsé-kun: Bors: *writing again* 4 lio; bnnuy story 25 Sheepy: Lio: They don't have paw pads! Arsé-kun: Cai: great, sir li-terally no one cares. Can we actually do something?? Sheepy: Lio: Sea slugs look a lot like them. Bunnies are land sea slugs! I love them lots and lots~ Arsé-kun: *cai looks Done™* Sheepy: Lio: If you say no one cares about my bunny facts, I'll-- *He looks up* Sheepy: Lio:...It's okay~ Everyone has different opinions! Arsé-kun: Bors: Lio says he's gonna pummel you into the ground. Sheepy: Lio: Wowow~ Bors is so fluent in Lio-Lio~ Arsé-kun: Cai: What are you gonna do, squeak at me? I'm not scared of you. Sheepy: Lio: Huh, huh? Arsé-kun: Bors: *putting a hand on Lio's shoulder* Don't bother. Not whileworth. No listing either! Sheepy: *Lio's still smiling, but his eyes look glassy like they do before he's about to destroy someone* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Lionel, please do not kill my brother in front of Aru. Sheepy: Lio: Okay!! Aru, no looking!! Arsé-kun: Primo: .... Jaufre, are you okay? Sheepy: Jauf: S-Sorry, just a little... ...hazy...? *He's struggling to keep standing! He's very dizzy and unfocused.* Arsé-kun: *Primo immediately supports him* Arsé-kun: Primo: I hate to interrupt everyone but it's becoming time to leave! Sheepy: Lio: Let's go, let's go~ Arsé-kun: Primo: We can finish this get-together at my home. Group up! Sheepy: Beddy: *He rejoins the group* Baby must be lonely... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I still do want to pet- Meet that creature, so this is fine with me. Sheepy: *Marrok is vibing with Arthur* Sheepy: Lio: Let's go home! Sheepy: Lio: Home-home~ Arsé-kun: Bors: Lio, he just said.... Never mind. Sheepy: Lio: Group up, group up~ Arsé-kun: *Cai is sure to stand away from Lio* Arsé-kun: *Aru?* Sheepy: *Aru joins Primo!* Arsé-kun: Primo: Okay, let's get going! Arsé-kun: *The group is teleported! Nothing will go wrong! It isn't as if it's possible for the path to and from Avalon can be messed up!!!!!* Arsé-kun: *Which is why we're cutting DIRECTLY to Cai dead on the ground. Absolutely nothing went wrong* Sheepy: Aru: Wake up...! Wake up... Please... Arsé-kun: *Cai groans and shakes his head before sitting up. ouch. Ouch.* Arsé-kun: Cai: The hell happened...? Sheepy: Aru: I think something went wrong when we travelled home. Arsé-kun: Cai: The damn magician screwed up again. Of course. Sheepy: Aru: I'm sure he tried very hard... Arsé-kun: Cai: How did he mess up a simple task so badly? Sheepy: Aru: Talent. Sheepy: Aru: Are you hurt? Arsé-kun: Cai: My head's killing me, but I'll live. Sheepy: Aru: I don't have Asprin on hand. Arsé-kun: Cai: I might, but that don't matter. Where are we? Sheepy: Aru: Ummm... Sheepy: Aru: I don't know. Arsé-kun: Cai: Fan-f... Fantastic. Great, cool and superb! Sheepy: Aru: Maybe we can use GPS? Arsé-kun: *Cai pulls out his phone* Arsé-kun: Cai: ... No signal. Sheepy: Aru: Oh no... Arsé-kun: Cai: We can't be anywhere too stupid. We can still see. Sheepy: Aru: True... Arsé-kun: Cai: And we couldn't have been thrown too far from the others... Sheepy: Aru: We just have to search for them! Sheepy: Aru: I'm sure we can find them if we try! Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't think a single one of them knows what stealth is. We'll definitely find them. Sheepy: Aru: That doesn't really surprise me. Arsé-kun: Cai: It shouldn't. Sheepy: Aru: Especially Jaufre... Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Surprisingly, I don't mean him. Arsé-kun: Cai: Anyway! Let's take this slow. I can't use my favored search method because I don't want to chance getting caught, and if anything happens to you, I won't live past today. Sheepy: Aru: Favored method? Arsé-kun: Cai: Going up. Sheepy: Aru: That's real? Arsé-kun: Cai: It sure is. Sheepy: Aru: Doesn't it hurt? Arsé-kun: Cai: If I force it too much, sure. Sheepy: Aru: No growing pains, yet you get the benefit of being taller... Arsé-kun: Cai: Jealous, shortstack? *smirking* Sheepy: Aru: Sort of...! Arsé-kun: Cai: Pah! You're a kid. You've got time to sprout. Sheepy: Aru: I do! Sheepy: Aru: I'll be tall one day. Sheepy: Aru: Arthur's no longer connected to the sword, so we can't ask him for help... Arsé-kun: Cai: And we've got no contact. We gotta do this the old-fashioned way. Sheepy: Aru: Yelling and looking around! Arsé-kun: Cai: Let's try not to yell. If anythin' happens to you, Arthur will have my head on a pike. Sheepy: Aru: We'll just look, then. Arsé-kun: Cai: Stay close now. Sheepy: Aru: *She takes Cai's hand* Now we won't get separated! Arsé-kun: *His hand is Warm, noticeably so* Arsé-kun: Cai: That works. Sheepy: Aru: Beddy was telling the truth... Arsé-kun: Cai: About what? Sheepy: Aru: Your hands being warm. He said that the knights would crowd around you like a campfire when it was cold to heat up. Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh, that. Yeah, they would. Probably the most useful thing I did out in the field. Sheepy: Aru: The cold can make people sick. It's a great service! Sheepy: Aru: So... I have a question. Arsé-kun: Cai: Ugh. Yes? Sheepy: Aru: Anything you hold will stay dry from the rain because of your hands, right? Sheepy: Aru: How do you swim? Arsé-kun: Cai: That's a bit of an exaggeration... Sheepy: Aru: That's...disappointing. Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't make forcefields! Sheepy: Aru: I just thought your hands would evaporate all the water. Arsé-kun: Cai: Then I'd remove all the moisture from your hand too. Sheepy: Aru:...That's true. Sheepy: Aru: So the Mabinogion lied... Arsé-kun: Cai: It ain't gonna get every damn thing right. Sheepy: Aru: Beddy never corrected it, so I thought it was true. Arsé-kun: Cai: The only way that applies is if it fits in my giant mitts. Sheepy: Aru: Anything could, considering you can grow to be huge! Arsé-kun: *Cai is being so strong and brave not starting shit with a teenager* Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... I guess!!! Arsé-kun: Cai: Now quit yapping and let's go. Sheepy: Aru: Okay! Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, in a different area,* Sheepy: *Lio is face down on the floor, unmoving* Arsé-kun: *Primo is fussing, knocking on Seir as he walks, and tripping on Lio because he wasn't paying attention. Since Seir isn't picking up, Primo prioritizes Lio instead* Sheepy: Lio: Ugh... Arsé-kun: Primo: Do you need a hand up, Lionel? Sheepy: Lio: Lots and lots~ Arsé-kun: *Primo pulls Lio to his feet* Sheepy: Lio: Thank you~ Sheepy: Lio: This is your home? You have bad taste! Arsé-kun: Primo: No, it's not. Something went wrong on the way back. Sheepy: Lio: Really? Arsé-kun: Primo: Really. This place is too drab and gray for my tastes~ Sheepy: Lio: So even Merlin can make mistakes... Arsé-kun: Primo: I'm still human, if only half! Sheepy: Lio: That's sad. Sheepy: Lio: Marrok would never get us lost. Arsé-kun: Primo: Marrok also isn't a teleporting magus. Sheepy: Lio: That's why it's so disappointing. Arsé-kun: Primo: Thanks so much~~ Sheepy: Lio: You're welcome! Sheepy: Lio: You'll do better next time! Arsé-kun: Primo: I certainly hope I will! Sheepy: Lio: Where are we? Arsé-kun: Primo: I was trying to find that out when I tripped on you. Sheepy: Lio: Sorry! Sheepy: Lio: Hmmm... Sheepy: Lio: I know where this is~ Arsé-kun: Primo: Do you?? Sheepy: Lio: Yup. Sheepy: Lio: It's... Sheepy: Lio: Not your house~!!! Arsé-kun: Primo: ...... Arsé-kun: *Primo shakes his head* Sheepy: Lio: It's true. Arsé-kun: Primo: It is. Seir's not picking up, so I really don't know where we are. Sheepy: Lio: Scary-scary~ Arsé-kun: Primo: .... We lost Aru and Arthur! Shit! Sheepy: Lio: ?! Arsé-kun: Primo: I can cast a tracker, but we're not going to have any mapping. Sheepy: Lio: So...we're lost-lost? Arsé-kun: Primo: For now, yes. Sheepy: Lio: Don't worry~ I'll protect you from any threats~ Arsé-kun: Primo: That'd be appreciated!~ Arsé-kun: *Primo starts spellcasting. There's a clattering sound... Lio, investigate?* Sheepy: *Lio investigates* Arsé-kun: *It's a skeleton, moving on it's own. It Has Noticed Lio* Sheepy: Lio: *He draws his sword* Arsé-kun: *He's correct to do so, the bone fiend attacks!* Sheepy: *Lio successfully blocks the attack and retaliates!* Arsé-kun: *Lio oneshots this pathetic excuse for an enemy* Sheepy: Lio: *He returns to Primo* There's threats~ Sheepy: Lio: But I'll protect you! Arsé-kun: *Primo nods. It's all he can really do at the moment* Arsé-kun: *clattering. more of it. wave 1/2.* Arsé-kun: *The first few die easily. The rest of the group are Not So Easy to Oneshot and start bumrushing Lio* Sheepy: Lio:?! Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: *Lio quickly gets overwhelmed! He's beginning to panic!* Arsé-kun: *Lionel gets Boned. Badum tsh. Throw two drums and a cymbal off a cliff.* Sheepy: *Lio pulls himself together and uses his water magic for an AOE attack!* Arsé-kun: *That does enough damage to kill the rest of the small group!* Sheepy: Lio: Have to stay calm~ Everything is okay-okay. Arsé-kun: *More clattering!!! Wave 2/2.* Sheepy: *Lio makes the same mistake of saving his mp and trying to cut them all down with his sword* Arsé-kun: *He kills like... Two. One blocks with a lone ribcage. Another moves in holding a spine like a whip* Sheepy: Lio:?! Arsé-kun: *The whip one tries to hit Lio, but instead a couple of vertebrae pop off and roll away.* Sheepy: *Lio goes for the one with the whip, hacking at it!* Arsé-kun: *Lio breaks that bitch in half!* Sheepy: *Lio turns his attention to the other skeleton, attempting to destroy it!* Arsé-kun: *It blocks him with the ribcage again! Other skellys are moving in.* Sheepy: *Lio finally relents and uses the MP for another aoe attack.* Arsé-kun: *Total wipe. Wave 2/2 done. W. W. Wwwwww* Sheepy: Lio: It's gone! Arsé-kun: *They're dead, jim* Sheepy: *Lio returns to Primo* Arsé-kun: *Primo is patiently waiting for Lio with a few glowing lights positioned around him.* Arsé-kun: Primo: Welcome back, brave knight! Sheepy: Lio: There were lots and lots~ Are you safe? Arsé-kun: Primo: I am now! Arsé-kun: *Or, well, they would be if not for the bones of the fallen coalescing into a fucking mega bonelord megazord bloodborne the-one-reborn looking ass* Sheepy: *Lio doesn't notice.* Arsé-kun: Primo: ......... I take that back. Sheepy: Lio: Did you figure out where we are? Arsé-kun: Primo: Lionel? We have an issue. Sheepy: Lio: Huh? Arsé-kun: *Primo gestures to the bonelord* Arsé-kun: *it big* Sheepy: *Lio looks at it* Sheepy: Lio: E...eh? Arsé-kun: Primo: We should prob-ab-ly go! Sheepy: *Lio starts running* Arsé-kun: *Primo is quick to follow him! Go go go go go* Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 2 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: *Lio trips on a rock and falls face first into the dirt* Arsé-kun: *And Primo trips on him yet again. 2/2 mages eating dirt while a bonelord approaches* Sheepy: Lio: B-bones?! Arsé-kun: Primo: *picking himself up* How good are you at climbing? Quickly. Sheepy: Lio: Climbing...??? Arsé-kun: Primo: Forget it. I'll toss you. Sheepy: Lio:?! Arsé-kun: *Primo barks a spell and launches Lio to the top of a ruined building. Yeet!* Sheepy: *Lio screams* Arsé-kun: *Primo climbs up after him. Talent.* Sheepy: Lio: Y...you... Arsé-kun: Primo: Sorry! At least I warned you! Sheepy: Lio: Scary-scary... Arsé-kun: Primo: I doubt that monstrosity can climb, so we're safe here! Sheepy: Lio: But maybe it can destroy buildings. Arsé-kun: Primo: I hope not. Sheepy: Lio: If it can.... ummm... Arsé-kun: Primo: Then we're going further up. Sheepy: Lio: H-how?? Arsé-kun: Primo: I'll float you along with me. If I feel nice, that is~ Sheepy: Lio:....Do you feel nice-nice? Arsé-kun: Primo: Undecided! :) Sheepy: Lio: Merlin is considering being mean... Sheepy: Lio:...... Sheepy: Lio: If you leave me to die, I'll tell Mom. Arsé-kun: Primo: Is it really mean if it's for your safety?! Sheepy: Lio: Leaving me to die isn't for my safety!! Arsé-kun: Primo: I'm not leaving you!! Sheepy: Lio: Huh? Sheepy: *Lio is now very confused.* Arsé-kun: Primo: I said I'd float you if I was nice. I didn't say I'd leave you behind. Sheepy: Lio: Merlin talks in riddles. Sheepy: Lio:....... Arsé-kun: Primo: I quite like to. Sheepy: Lio: OK, I'll forgive you~ Arsé-kun: Primo: *sighing* Thank you. As soon as you're ready to move, we'll start following these signals. Sheepy: Lio: Let's go, let's go~ Arsé-kun: Primo: If you insist! Arsé-kun: *Primo floats Lio and starts climbing down the other side of the building* Sheepy: Lio: Thanks! Arsé-kun: Primo: You're welcome. Lets hope that thing doesn't follow us. Sheepy: Lio: If it does, well... Arsé-kun: Primo: Then I'll give you the trackers and I'll handle it. Sheepy: Lio: Huh? You can fight? Arsé-kun: Primo: I wasn't the top wizard for nothing! Sheepy: Lio: I thought it was your brains. Arsé-kun: Primo: Ehhhh.. Sheepy: Lio: So you had great combat abilities and never used them when we needed them...? Arsé-kun: Primo: I had my own problems! Sheepy: Lio: *Stare* Arsé-kun: Primo: .... I can't help much when your mom has me trapped somewhere! Sheepy: Lio: Mom had her reasons! Arsé-kun: *Primo groans and focuses on climbing* Sheepy: Lio: But...now she's married to one of your descendents, so I guess she's not mad at you anymore! Arsé-kun: Primo: Thankfully... Sheepy: Lio: Now that I think about it.. Sheepy: Lio: That means we're basically family, right? Arsé-kun: Primo: It does! Sheepy: Lio: And you were going to leave me to die... Wowow~ So cruel~ Arsé-kun: Primo: Cruel would be silencing you with excessive force! Sheepy: Lio: *stare* Arsé-kun: Primo: I don't even need to look. Quit staring at me with those big ol' eyes of yours. Sheepy: Lio: Mean.. Arsé-kun: *meanwhile elsewhere 2* Sheepy: *Marrok is trying to get his backpack open. He does not have opposable thumbs. The end result is him awkwardly trying to grab the zipper with his teeth while spinning in circles.* Arsé-kun: Bors: Ey! Woofles! Sheepy: *Marrok turns his attention to Bors* Sheepy: Jauf: .......Where... Arsé-kun: Bors: I don't got one idea ova hell! Sheepy: *Marrok returns to trying to open his backpack* Sheepy: Jauf: Bors? Arsé-kun: Bors: Yep. Marrok's bere too. Sheepy: Jauf: Where... where is our king? Sheepy: Marrok: Woof... Arsé-kun: Bors: I don' see him. Nor Cai, the kid, Memelin.. Arsé-kun: Bors: .... Lio... Arsé-kun: Bors: Not even Beddy. Sheepy: Jauf:...That's bad. Arsé-kun: Bors: Horrible. Sheepy: *Marrok flops over onto his back and starts trying to open the backpack by rubbing his back against the ground* Arsé-kun: Bors: ??? What are you doing? Sheepy: Marrok: *whiiiiiine* Arsé-kun: *Bors comes over. ? ??* Sheepy: *Marrok turns his back to Bors and looks at him expectantly* Arsé-kun: *Bors opens the bag* Sheepy: *Inside is snacks, a pair of clothing, and some other things.* Arsé-kun: Bors: I don't know what you want... Sheepy: Marrok: *Stare* Arsé-kun: Bors: Your clothes? Sheepy: *Marrok's expression brightens and his tail starts wagging! You got it!!!* Arsé-kun: Bors: Oh! Bokay! *he pulls the clothes out for Marrok* Sheepy: *Marrok shoves his snout in his shirt. He turns from wolf to mostly human! He begins putting on his clothing properly.* Arsé-kun: *Bors is quick to turn to Jaufre. So is the camera.* Sheepy: Marrok: We got separated with everyone, woof! *He puts on his pants. It's safe now.* We'll have to look for them. Arsé-kun: Bors: We absolutely do! Sheepy: *Marrok finishes putting his clothes on in record time. He closes his backpack and puts it back on.* Sheepy: Marrok: It's safe now, woof. Arsé-kun: Bors: That was quick, lil dogy! Sheepy: Marrok: I put on clothes almost every day! Sheepy: Jauf: Most people do. Sheepy: Marrok: Not Sir Lancelot, woof. Arsé-kun: Bors: You gonna get up, Jauf? Sheepy: Jauf: Ugh... Sorry. Arsé-kun: Bors: Bwhat's up? Sheepy: Jauf: *He shakily pulls himself to his feet, stumbling backwards and landing on his butt* Arsé-kun: *Bors raises an eyebrow before going to help Jauf* Sheepy: Jauf:...I don't mesh well with Avalon. Arsé-kun: Bors: Wish we knew that 'forehand instead of it being a plot element. Sheepy: Jauf: Sorry. Arsé-kun: Bors: Don't swead it. Arsé-kun: *Bors throws Jauf over his shoulder like sack of potato* Sheepy: Jauf: Thank you... Sheepy: *Marrok is very alert.* Arsé-kun: *he should be. he can hear it...... bones* Sheepy: Marrok:......... Arsé-kun: Bors: Something there, woof? Sheepy: Marrok:...Bones. Arsé-kun: Bors: ?? Sheepy: Marrok: The rattling of bones, woof. Arsé-kun: Bors: Skeletons... This does seem like somewhere they'd be. Sheepy: Jauf: Skeletons? Arsé-kun: Bors: Do you have a better idea? Sheepy: Jauf: They should be simple to handle. Arsé-kun: *The rattling and clattering has intensified enough that Bors and Jauf can clearly hear it. And there's a lot.* Sheepy: Jauf:....Maybe not. Arsé-kun: Bors: That's a lot... Sheepy: Jauf: How many are there? Arsé-kun: *Bonelord appears!* Arsé-kun: Bors: ......... One. Sheepy: Jauf:?! Sheepy: Jauf: What is that?! Arsé-kun: Bors: It's Marrok's problem! I'm booking it! Sheepy: Marrok: *He's stripping* Arsé-kun: *Bors makes a run for it with Jaufre. Good FUCKING bye* Sheepy: Jauf: Will our king ever forgive us if we confess that we left Marrok to die? Sheepy: Jauf: Will he hate us..? Arsé-kun: Bors: Probably! Arsé-kun: Bors: wait Arsé-kun: Bors: wait no Sheepy: Jauf:........ Arsé-kun: *Bors slows down. No need to run anymore probably* Arsé-kun: Bors: Forgive us, yeah. Brobably. Sheepy: Jauf: I hope so. Sheepy: Jauf:....Is he here with this skeleton? Arsé-kun: Bors: I have no idea!! Arsé-kun: Bors: The most I might've heard was Lio screaming. Can't really miss that! Sheepy: Jauf: Lio probably isn't dead. Arsé-kun: Bors: He can't stay dead. I'm concerned about him, but... Arsé-kun: Bors: ... No, I'm focusing on him. We know he's here. Certainties first! Sheepy: Jauf: You're right. Let's find him first. Arsé-kun: Bors: *raising his voice* Howl if you need anything, Marrok! Sheepy: *Marrok is too excited about the bone creature to respond* Arsé-kun: Bors: ..... Brobably fine. Sheepy: Jauf: Hope so. Sheepy: Jauf: Where are we? Arsé-kun: Bors: Iiiii havvvvve no idea! Sheepy: Jauf: Nor do I. Sheepy: Jauf: ....Although... ... no, I'm just imagining it, most likely. Arsé-kun: Bors: Buh? Sheepy: Jauf: Might be familiar. Sheepy: Jauf: Is it...? Arsé-kun: Bors: I can't helbp you here. Is it? Sheepy: Jauf: Not sure. If only I could ask my friend. Arsé-kun: Bors: Beh? Sheepy: Jauf:....Wait. He may be with us. Sheepy: Jauf: Do you know Lionel's friend? Arsé-kun: Bors: Unfortunately! Why? Sheepy: Jauf: This is his grandson. Arsé-kun: Bors: That's scary. Sheepy: Jauf: He's my friend. Arsé-kun: Bors: That's what Lio says about the big guy. Sheepy: Jauf: No surprise! Sheepy: Jauf: I can't reach him physically right now. Arsé-kun: Bors: Please don't tell me you've got a whole alien god on your berson. Sheepy: Jauf: Sorry. Arsé-kun: Bors: wjhat. Sheepy: Jauf: I do. Arsé-kun: Bors: Oh, boy. Where. Sheepy: Jauf: My bag. Arsé-kun: *Bors reaches into Jaufre's bag. Several apples spring out. One hits Bors in the face somehow* Sheepy: Jauf: Apples... Arsé-kun: Bors: Ow. What am I looking for?? Sheepy: Jauf: An orb. Sheepy: Jauf: It's white. Arsé-kun: Bors: Borb... Arsé-kun: *Bors resumes searching* Sheepy: Jauf: Is it in there? Arsé-kun: Bors: I haven't seen any borbs yet. Sheepy: Jauf: I definitely brought him. Arsé-kun: Bors: That doesn't mean I can find him. Sheepy: Jauf: You can't...? Arsé-kun: Bors: Lemme try the other side. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Arsé-kun: Bors: ..... I may be stupid. Sheepy: Jauf: Did you find my friend? Arsé-kun: *Bors pulls out a white orb. Andromalius is here* Sheepy: Jauf: Ah!! Arsé-kun: Bors: This is the whole god? Sheepy: Jauf: No. Arsé-kun: Bors: i see. Sheepy: Jauf: Just a tiny fragment... or vessel? Arsé-kun: Bors: Kinda hurts my eyes lookin' at 'em. Sheepy: Jauf: Why? Arsé-kun: Bors: white Sheepy: Jauf: Ahh. Sheepy: Jauf: I understand. Arsé-kun: Yog: *hesitantly* Jaufre? Is that you I'm picking up? Sheepy: Jauf: My friend! Arsé-kun: Yog: What a situation Merlin the First has gotten you all into. I'm going to hit him with a brick. Sheepy: Jauf: He really has... Arsé-kun: Yog: First things first. You're in an area of the Dreamlands, namely, Thalarion. Sheepy: Jauf: I see. Maybe that's why it felt familiar... Arsé-kun: Yog: I'll get you a map soon. I'm multi-tasking in more ways than usual at the moment. Sheepy: Jauf: Thank you. I appreciate it! Arsé-kun: Yog: You're always welcome! Loading map. Arsé-kun: *bors is confusion* Sheepy: Jauf: Great! Arsé-kun: *A map pops up. Jaufre and Bors are marked by a white dot. Marrok is also marked by a white dot.* Sheepy: Jauf: Is that Marrok? Arsé-kun: Yog: Yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: I'm sure everyone in your previous party is in the same region. I should answer Primo, but I'm feeling particularly annoyed at him at the moment. Sheepy: Jauf: Good to know. So we just need to reunite everyone. Arsé-kun: Yog: That would be most optimal. Most living signals I can sense are moving. Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahahaha! I hope to feel up to that soon. Arsé-kun: Yog: As do I. Good luck and safe travels. Sheepy: Jauf: Thank you! Good luck to you as well, my friend! Arsé-kun: Yog: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Yog hangs up* Sheepy: Jauf: Where to first...? Hmm... Sheepy: Jauf: Finding Lionel? Arsé-kun: Bors: I would prefer that! Sheepy: Jauf: Let's get going! Arsé-kun: *They get going?* Sheepy: Jauf: The Dreamworlds... Sheepy: Jauf: Not the best place to end up. Arsé-kun: Bors: I think I've heard of it? I've never really looked into it... Is it bad place to be? Sheepy: Jauf: I've never been here alive before. Arsé-kun: Bors: Is there more than just this place? Sheepy: Jauf: Yes. Much worse dangers in other parts. Arsé-kun: Bors: Yeesh. Sheepy: Jauf: Marrok can handle the bones. Arsé-kun: Bors: He's probably loving it. Sheepy: Jauf: If Marrok can't handle it, Cai will. Arsé-kun: Bors: We gotta find him first. Sheepy: Jauf: Yeah... Arsé-kun: *meanwhile....3!* Sheepy: *Beddy is curled up in a ball, making the occasional whining sound. Everything is achy and the incubus side he tries so hard to hide is forcibly revealing itself... taking the form of his insecurities. He's Fwuffy.* Sheepy: Beddy: I can't leave him alone... but he'll see me... he'll see me... Arsé-kun: *Will he? Will he really?* Arsé-kun: *Cause he's standing on a ledge, looking over some of the ruined city and not looking directly down to see Beddy* Sheepy: *Beddy isn't aware of this. He's too wrapped up in crying and whining.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur finally looks down* Sheepy: Beddy: *He's in trouble now! There's nowhere to hide...!!!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Beddy? Are you all right?! Sheepy: Beddy: Don't look at me! *He sounds pretty aggressive!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Um?! Sheepy: Beddy: I'm a monster...! You can't look! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I refuse to believe that! Sheepy: Beddy: It's true! Arsé-kun: Arthur: It was never true before! Sheepy: Beddy: That's because I never let you see it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That means nothing to me. Sheepy: Beddy: I-I'm warning you. Don't look at me, or... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Do not threaten me unless you're into treason now. Sheepy: Beddy:....! Sheepy: Beddy: You're the one driving me to this! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Bedwyr... Sheepy: Beddy: *He shakily stands. His balance is off due to his legs, which absolutely don't resemble a human's. His tail is thrashing with irritation.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: I am coming down there. I am completely unarmed, so I am not fighting you. Sheepy: Beddy: Leave me alone! Arsé-kun: *Arthur gets a look at Beddy and stops* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... ??? Sheepy: *Beddy watches Arthur. He looks terrified and angry. His wings are spread out to make him look larger than he actually is.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... *he steps back* Leaving you alone. Sheepy: *Beddy backs off some* Arsé-kun: *Arthur stays put* Sheepy: *Beddy attempts to back off more, but he instead stumbles and falls on his butt.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Are you sure you're okay? Sheepy: Beddy: D-don't touch me, or... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I haven't moved. Sheepy: Beddy: I'm not okay but I don't want your help! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm not going to move unless you let me. Sheepy: Beddy:......*He hugs himself and looks at the ground* S-sorry, I... Sheepy: Beddy: You've seen me... I can't let you see me... but you've... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Am I supposed to think differently of you because of this? Sheepy: Beddy: Th-this isn't me...! It's not me!! Now that you've seen me, you know what I am! That this is me... it's not me! It's not! *He's gone back to shaking and crying again. He's having a bad time!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Furry... Sheepy: Beddy: I-I'm not... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Normally, no, you are not. I do admit I am curious, and I know you normally are not like this. Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... But you are fluffy. Sheepy: Beddy: N-no!! I don't want to be!! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I wouldn't either. I won't say anything to the others. Sheepy: Beddy: But I don't know how to fix it! I can't fix it because this is me. This isn't me! I don't want to be a monster... Arsé-kun: Arthur: It's really not... It doesn't fit you at all. Don't think my opinion is changing, though. Sheepy: Beddy: That's what you say! Sheepy: Beddy: I don't believe you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Rude. Sheepy: *Beddy gets up* Sheepy: Beddy: Shut up! It's easy for you to just talk! Arsé-kun: Arthur: There's not much else I CAN do here. Sheepy: Beddy: Shut up...! I told you not to look at me! You can't even do that much for me! I hate you! Arthur!!! Arsé-kun: *Arthur takes a few steps back, frowning* Arsé-kun: *Arthur is lunged upon! No weapons to defend himself with!* Sheepy: *Beddy pins him to the ground by the neck! What sharp fingernails you have, Beddy. They're more like claws!* Arsé-kun: Arthur: B-Bedwyr? Sheepy: Beddy: I told you...! I told you! Arsé-kun: *Arthur shudders under Beddy's grip. He's scared. Visibly.* Sheepy: Beddy: *sob, sob* I'm sorry...sorry..! I'm a monster...! Stop! Don't look at me! I hate you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Y-you're not giving me much of a choice right now... Sheepy: Beddy: Y-you're going to hate me...! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I hate how you're handling me. Sheepy: *Beddy tightens his grip* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Ah.... Sheepy: Beddy: Don't...don't hate me... please...! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I don't hate you.. Sheepy: Beddy: If you hated me... I coild never get over it...! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I have never hated you and I never will. Sheepy: *Beddy's grip loosens as he starts crying harder, somehow.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur hesitates on patting Beddy's back. What if that makes him more upset??* Sheepy: *Beddy buries his face into Arthur's chest* Sheepy: Beddy: *muffled* I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I could never be forgiven... I'm sorry... Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... I'm forgiving you despite yourself. *he lightly pats Beddy's back* Sheepy: *Beddy, surprisingly, doesn't try to maul him. Apparently, this is where he wants to be right now.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur just kinda.. Holds Beddy. He has no idea what to make of any of that, but he can take the time to get his composure back* Sheepy: *Beddy's breathing slows down some. He's starting to calm down!* Sheepy: Beddy:.........Art...... Sheepy: Beddy:.....'m sorry. Sorry.... so sorry... I... I betrayed you... again... Sheepy: Beddy: Sorry, sorry, sorry... sorry, sorry... sorry.... I'm so... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I forgive you. That was very much not something you would do with conscious thought. Something is wrong. Sheepy: Beddy: It... happened on its own. I was powerless... I'm always so powerless... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Is it a curse? You would think Merlin would do something about it. Sheepy: Beddy:.....it's me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Eh. This changes nothing. You're still my knight, fluffy or not. Sheepy: Beddy: My father was an incubus... but unlike Merlin, I... Sheepy: Beddy: I can't control it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... May I say something that you may be upset with me for? Sheepy: Beddy:.........? Sheepy: Beddy: Art...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...... It's cute. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Very sorry. Sheepy: Beddy: Cute....? I'm... cute? Sheepy: Beddy: ....... Sheepy: Beddy: Most people would be scared. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm not most people. Sheepy: Beddy: I nearly crushed your throat. Sheepy: Beddy: Had I tried harder, I would have. That's something a monster would do. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Which you're not. I decree it as such. Sheepy: Beddy: How can you? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Because I'm a stubborn idiot that doesn't listen to his knights. Sheepy: Beddy:..... Arsé-kun: Arthur: *quickly* also it's very cool and i want to pet your fur still Arsé-kun: Arthur: *ahem* Either way. We're still stranded. Sheepy: Beddy: B-but... ... y-yes, we are. Sheepy: Beddy:....Sorry. I should get off of you. *he picks up his face from Arthur's chest* I'm so disrespectful... Sheepy: Beddy:....Sorry. I should get off of you. *he picks up his face from Arthur's chest* I'm so disrespectful... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I do not mind. You are my dear friend. Sheepy: Beddy: Art... I did something I never wanted to do...! I never wanted to hurt you... I don't know why I... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I don't know either, but you didn't mean it. Make up for it by staying with me until we find the others. Sheepy: Beddy: I'll stay by your side as long as you'll allow me to! Arsé-kun: Arthur: So always. Sheepy: Beddy: Always...? You'll allow that? Arsé-kun: Arthur: You're a beloved friend and my most loyal knight. Of course you can stand with me. Sheepy: Beddy:!!! Of course! I'll never abandon you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I appreciate it, Beddy. Sheepy: Beddy: I don't recognize this place... *he finally gets off of Arthur* ...sorry. Arsé-kun: Arthur: We'll have to make do the usual way, then. Sheepy: Beddy: Wander around and hope for the best? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Precisely. Sheepy: *Beddy gets up clumsily before stumbling backwards* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Do you require assistance?? Sheepy: Beddy: ....Would it scare you to be that close to me? Sheepy: Beddy: Because... you were afraid of me. Is giving me access to your vital points a good idea? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Since when have I had good ideas? Sheepy: Beddy:......... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Exactly. Give me an arm and let us go. Sheepy: Beddy: You can always start... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'll start tomorrow. Sheepy: *Beddy holds out his left arm* Sheepy: Beddy: Really? Arsé-kun: *Arthur puts the arm around his shoulders. let us go* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Perhaps. Sheepy: *Beddy is a lot more stable now that he has support.* Sheepy: Beddy: You know.... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Probably not, but go on. Sheepy: Beddy: Now that I think of it, it's not really you if you're consistently coming up with good ideas. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Was I really that awful?! Sheepy: Beddy: If asked whether I'd want to do it all over, I would always serve you, no matter what. Sheepy: Beddy: Some may have not approved of your ideas, but you'll always be my king. Arsé-kun: Arthur: And you, my loyal knight. Sheepy: Beddy: As long as you'll have me. ... Sorry for hurting you. I don't really know why I did that. Sheepy: Beddy: Something about this place feels wrong. Very wrong. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Nor do I.. But I am inclined to agree. We've seen and heard nothing thus far of any of our fellows.. Sheepy: Beddy: Aru... Sheepy: Beddy: What if she's all alone? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Aru is of great concern. She is the top priority. Sheepy: Beddy: What if I had ended up here with her instead...? Sheepy: Beddy: Would I have... Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... If you had, I may have been less forgiving. Sheepy: Beddy: If I had... Sheepy: Beddy: I'd want you to kill me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would not. Fight, yes. Sheepy: Beddy: If I ever become a monster, you can't be merciful. Kill me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... So you are not a monster as is? You have now claimed both. Sheepy: Beddy:........I'm a monster. But I'm not... Arsé-kun: Arthur: You are not. Unusual features do not make a monster. Sheepy: Beddy: Monsters harm others. I harmed you. I was afraid. I felt threatened. Like a cornered beast. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That does not make someone a monster. Sheepy: Beddy: I don't really understand .. Arsé-kun: Arthur: If lashing out makes a monster, Sir Jaufre would have been put to death a long time ago. Sheepy: Beddy: What is a monster, then? Arsé-kun: Arthur: When it is intentional. Sheepy: Beddy: Hmm... Sheepy: Beddy: But we slew Twrch Trwyth. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Yes, we did. Sheepy: Beddy: Yet his rampaging was just natural boar behavior. He never wanted to be a boar. Sheepy: Beddy: Yet he was treated as a monster. Arsé-kun: Arthur: And in hindsight, it was not the right thing to do. Sheepy: Beddy: What about Beast Glatisant? It was treated as a monster. For what reason? Its looks? Its sounds? Sheepy: Beddy: What makes me any different from Beast Glatisant? That I'm your friend? Arsé-kun: Arthur: The Beast Glatisant was just an unusual creature that should have been observed from a distance. Sheepy: Beddy: It wasn't unusual. It was out of place. Sheepy: Beddy: It's a giraffe. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Did we know that at the time? Sheepy: Beddy:...No. Arsé-kun: Arthur: No, we did not. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Hell, even dragons weren't exempt. Sheepy: *Beddy gives Arthur an offended look* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Pardon me. That slipped out. Sheepy: Beddy: Aru's friends have been such a bad influence... Arsé-kun: Arthur: The modern Kay is equally as terrible as Cai in that regard... Sheepy: Beddy: How horrible... Sheepy: Beddy:....I'll make him eat soap. Sheepy: Beddy: You, too. Arsé-kun: Arthur: You can certainly try. Sheepy: Beddy: I will. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I accept your declaration of challenge. Sheepy: Beddy: It's a punishment, not a challenge! Arsé-kun: Arthur: *smug* Only if you succeed. Sheepy: Beddy: *Staaaare* Sheepy: Beddy:...I will. Arsé-kun: Arthur: We'll see about that. Sheepy: Beddy: Maybe even Cai. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Could you even reach his mouth? Sheepy: Beddy: I can reach anyone's mouth. Arsé-kun: Arthur: How powerful of you. Sheepy: Beddy: It is. Arsé-kun: *they're being watched* Sheepy: Beddy:....? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...... You feel it as well? Sheepy: Beddy: I do. Arsé-kun: *Beddy is grabbed and lifted from behind with a laugh!* Sheepy: Beddy: A-aahhh?! Arsé-kun: Cai: Great job watching your back, Fluffy! Sheepy: *Beddy becomes aggro again! He starts clawing Cai viciously!* Sheepy: Beddy: Don't touch me! Don't touch me!! Arsé-kun: Cai: ?! *he releases Beddy* Sheepy: *Beddy stumbles away from Cai, keeping an eye on him. He's visibly freaked out and his breathing is becoming fast.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Don't tease him right now. Something is genuinely wrong. Arsé-kun: Cai: I see that, Wart. Thanks so much. Sheepy: Aru: Beddy's fluffy? Usually, that just makes him mopey. Not aggressive. Arsé-kun: Cai: Get back around the corner. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ! Sheepy: Aru: *She hides again* Arsé-kun: *Arthur abandons his position to join her around the corner* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Aru..! Are you all right? *he's showing genuine concern* Are you hurt at all? Sheepy: Aru: I'm okay! Are you...? ...You're hurt! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Something is wrong with Bedwyr. He would never harm me under normal circumstances. Sheepy: Aru: Beddy hurt you...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: *he nods* Beddy did this but did not know why he did so. Sheepy: Aru: He... *She's focused on his neck* ... tried to strangle you, didn't he? Arsé-kun: Arthur: He did. I was able to calm him down, but being startled has caused it again. Sheepy: Aru:.....Scary. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Very. He managed to genuinely cause me to worry for my life. Sheepy: Aru: Something is very wrong... Beddy is kind and never tries to harm others. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I hope Cai can take it. I left him to check on you. Sheepy: Beddy: Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me! You're hurting me!! *He lunges at Cai* Arsé-kun: *Cai crosses his arms in defence and stands his ground.* Sheepy: *Beddy claws at Cai's arms!* Arsé-kun: *Cai winces but doesn't lower his arms* Sheepy: Beddy: Hate you, hate you! Don't touch me! Don't look at me! I'm a monster! *He delivers a right cross into Cai's arms* Sheepy: Beddy: CaaaaaAAIIIII!!!! *His scream is full of anger and hate* Arsé-kun: Cai: Maybe you should watch more than me. Petitcrieu! Arsé-kun: *a little ethereal dog is summoned behind Beddy in a small burst of magic, and it proceeds to bite Beddy's ankle* Sheepy: Beddy:?! Hurts...hurts...! Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh, that couldn't have hurt that much! Not as much as you're hurting me! Sheepy: Beddy: Hate you...! Arsé-kun: Cai: Get in line! Sheepy: Beddy: Don't look at me! Don't look at me! I'm a monster! I'm not a monster! Stop!! Arsé-kun: Cai: Who goddamn cares?! Sheepy: *Beddy suddenly dashes behind Cai and tries to stab his left hand into his back!* Arsé-kun: *He succeeds. Cai stiffens.* Sheepy: Beddy: Aaaaahh?? Arsé-kun: Cai: Do you MIND?! Sheepy: Beddy: Aaa...ahh... *sob, sob* Kill me, kill me... I'm a... ........ *sob* Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Is it weird that I feel fine despite the pain? Sheepy: *Beddy is too upset about stabbing Cai to register this.* Sheepy: Beddy: I hurt you, I hurt you...! I'm horrible! Cai...! *sob* Arsé-kun: *Cai has No Idea what to do* Sheepy: Beddy: S-sorry... I... *He pulls his claws out of Cai* ... have no way to treat you. Arsé-kun: Cai: I've had worse. Sheepy: Beddy:?! Arsé-kun: Cai: Anyway, what'd you do? Stab me? *he tries to look over his shoulder for damages* Sheepy: Beddy: H-how do you not know?? Arsé-kun: Cai: I can't see my backside! I just know it hurts like hell. Sheepy: Beddy:...Yes. Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm still breathing and my cold, dead heart's still beating, so it's irrelevant. Sheepy: Beddy:...Huh? Arsé-kun: Cai: What's losing you? Sheepy: Beddy: Dead? Arsé-kun: Cai: 'Twas a joke. Sheepy: Beddy: *He doesn't get it.* Arsé-kun: Cai: Tough crowd. Arsé-kun: *Arthur has to fight off the urge to lean out and yell "Oh, you finally admit that you're a heartless jerk?!". Brothers* Sheepy: Beddy: Cold? Like blood loss...? Arsé-kun: Cai: Beddy, c'mon. Sheepy: Beddy:....Sorry, um... Sheepy: Beddy: I don't feel quite right... Arsé-kun: Cai: You don't sound right either. Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change. Sheepy: Beddy: But we have fo find the others. Arsé-kun: Cai: They'll find us, I reckon. Sheepy: Beddy: How? Arsé-kun: Cai: Like this. I'm going up. Sheepy: Beddy: Up... Arsé-kun: *Cai starts getting Bigger. He is going Up. in Size.* Sheepy: Beddy: So tall... Arsé-kun: Arthur: And there he goes. Sheepy: Aru: Amazing! Arsé-kun: *Cai has noticed something and puts his hand out for it. he's up to somethin* Arsé-kun: *Cai leans down to put whatever he's got on the ground. Here You Go* Sheepy: Lio: Thanks lots and lots~ Arsé-kun: *Cai comes back down from Tall City* Arsé-kun: Cai: And the magician has no rights. He can do it himself. Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin...? Sheepy: Lio: Wowow~ Beddy looks different! Arsé-kun: Cai: Beddy's been cursed by who knows what. We're disregarding it. Arsé-kun: *see: lying* Sheepy: Lio: Scary... Arsé-kun: *Primo is slowly making his way down the old-fashioned way. At least someone is enjoying themselves* Sheepy: Aru: Teacher sure is taking his time.. Arsé-kun: Cai: Oi! What are you, some sort of goat?! Arsé-kun: Primo: *distantly* BAA!~ Sheepy: Aru: Baaa? Goats make bleating sounds... Arsé-kun: Cai: That'd require him to actually care about the words coming out of his mouth. Sheepy: Aru: Not possible Arsé-kun: Arthur: I agree. Sheepy: Aru: Me too. Arsé-kun: Primo: Can't you save your roasting for when I'm actually down there?! Sheepy: Aru: No. You're taking too long. Beddy's not doing so well! Arsé-kun: Primo: Ah. Arsé-kun: *Primo jumps down, definitely injures his ankle, and does not say anything about that what-so-ever* Arsé-kun: Primo: I see now. That is unfortunate. Sheepy: Beddy: I did horrible things... Arsé-kun: Primo: Irrelevant. We're not physical currently. Nothing that happens to us here matters physically! Isn't that great? Sheepy: Beddy: No! I still betrayed my king and Cai! Arsé-kun: Cai: It kind of itches. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I already forgave you... What more can I do, Beddy? Sheepy: Beddy: It's not... Arsé-kun: Primo: Don't blame yourself too harshly. The Dreamlands and us half-breeds don't mix so well as you would think! Sheepy: Beddy:....? Sheepy: Beddy: Dreamlands...? Arsé-kun: Primo: You'd think I'd be exempt but nope. I'm running at 300% and absolutely thinking less and more stupider, faster. It's a bad mix! And I've been in the Dreamlands before! Arsé-kun: Primo: Anyway, Seir says we're here, so we must be. Sheepy: Beddy: Really? Arsé-kun: Primo: He wouldn't lie about something like that. What this means is I could be pummeled to a pulp here and it'd mean nothing in the end. That's not an invitation! Arsé-kun: *Cai puts his fist down* Sheepy: Beddy: But aren't we at greater risk normally...? Arsé-kun: Primo: Bingo. Arsé-kun: Primo: I was making an example though. If "I" gotten beaten to a pulp, yeah, it'd carry over! Sheepy: Beddy: I see... Sheepy: Beddy: So it's good that I wrapped my fingers around Art's neck and not yours. Arsé-kun: *Primo pokes at a few lights around him. They go out. He looks at the last three* Arsé-kun: Primo: Yeah, I guess. Arsé-kun: Primo: ... Arsé-kun: Primo: YOU DID WHAT?! Sheepy: Beddy:.......tried to strangle him. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I survived. Arsé-kun: Primo: ........... Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 2 Arsé-kun: Primo: ............ I want to throw an entire building at you. Sheepy: *Beddy hides behind Cai, trembling. Primo... scary* Arsé-kun: Cai: I'll stomp you into paste, trash magician. Sheepy: Jauf: Everyone else was already together? But it doesn't seem like they want to be. Arsé-kun: Bors: There's more tension in his parking lot than between Deaths when they gather. What up? Sheepy: Marrok: Everyone's having fun without us, woof! Arsé-kun: Arthur: *very quickly* Don't concern yourself with it. Several incidents. More importantly is leaving. Sheepy: Beddy: I-I didn't mean to... Arsé-kun: Arthur: We know that and we appreciate you. Sheepy: Jauf:???? Sheepy: Marrok: Arthur missed out on everything, woof! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Did I? Care to explain? Sheepy: Marrok: I found a gift for you! Arsé-kun: Cai: is it another skeleton Sheepy: Marrok: Woof... Sheepy: Marrok: I stole one earlier after defeating the bone ball. Arsé-kun: Primo: Oh, did you also encounter the pile of bones? I declined fighting it at the time. Perhaps I should have? Sheepy: Marrok: You missed out on bones. Arsé-kun: Primo: What a shame. Perfectly good spellcasting components. Sheepy: Marrok: It's only for Arthur, woof. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Why would I desire a skeleton, Marrok? Sheepy: Marrok: Mmmm... ....... Sheepy: Marrok: *thinking* Arsé-kun: *mac loading icon* Sheepy: Marrok: Because it's a gift that contains a skele-ton of my feelings, woof. Arsé-kun: *this pun is yog approved* Arsé-kun: Arthur: If it were not you saying that, I would be disappointed. Sheepy: Marrok: Woof? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Thank you for your, err. Generous gift, Sir Marrok. Sheepy: Marrok: It's no problem! I'd dig up lots of stuff for you! Arsé-kun: *Arthur makes a Face™ to Aru specifically before reverting to his default poker face. He Doesn't Want a Skeleton* Sheepy: Aru: A skeleton... Sheepy: Aru: I don't really like the idea of a skeleton... Arsé-kun: Arthur: None of our hosts would appreciate it much.... Perchance Jaufre could hold onto it? Sheepy: Marrok: Woof? Sheepy: Jauf: Me? Sheepy: Marrok: *thinking* ...... Sheepy: Marrok: Sir Jaufre already has his own skeleton, woof. Arsé-kun: Arthur: In his endless bag of holding, I meant. Arsé-kun: Bors: c: Sheepy: Marrok: He doesn't need backup bones. Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm losing intelligence here. Sheepy: Marrok: *kicked puppy look* Arsé-kun: Cai: Wart doesn't need backup bones either. Sheepy: Marrok: Arthur doesn't want bones? Sheepy: Marrok: Even though his throat is ouch-ouch? Arsé-kun: *Arthur nervously glances towards Jaufre* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I will accept it. Sheepy: Jauf: .....You're right. What happened to your throat, my king? Arsé-kun: Arthur: There was an.... Incident. Sheepy: Jauf:.....Incident. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Bedwyr was on top of me. It was not intentional. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I have already forgiven him. Sheepy: Jauf: There's no way to unintentionally strangle someone. Sheepy: Jauf: No wonder Merlin is angry at him. Arsé-kun: *Merlin the First, also known as that dotted line outline where he once was.* Sheepy: Marrok: There's no Merlin, woof. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Where did he go? Sheepy: Marrok: I don't know. Sheepy: Marrok: Somewhere over there, woof? Arsé-kun: *Something Very Big and Very Building-shaped is launched across the horizon. It's gooooooooooooooooone! Laaaaddyyyyyyy!* Sheepy: Beddy: A-aaahhh?! A warning shot?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: He would risk hitting all of us if he truly intended to do that. Sheepy: Beddy:......Huh? Sheepy: Beddy: You're right... Arsé-kun: *Primo re-appears, proud of himself* Arsé-kun: Primo: I feel better now ^^ Sheepy: Beddy:.....*He gives Primo an anxious look but doesn't budge from his hiding spot* Sheepy: Jauf: I could pummel him. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Banned. Sheepy: Jauf: *staaaaaare* Arsé-kun: Arthur: You were forgiven for attacking me the other day. Allow this to pass as well. Sheepy: Jauf: You were unharmed then. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I bled. Overruled. Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm.. Sheepy: Jauf: .........Fine. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Thank you. Sheepy: Aru: How do we go home...? Arsé-kun: Primo: That would require Seir's assistance! Considering his refusal to answer me, this may be a problem. Sheepy: Jauf: *He pulls out Andromalius* Arsé-kun: Yog: One and All airline, we don't check you at the Gates~ Sheepy: Jauf: My friend! Arsé-kun: Primo: >:V Sheepy: Jauf: It seems everyone is trapped here. Arsé-kun: Yog: I am aware. It is almost as if this could have been avoided if someone had checked the travel routes. Sheepy: Jauf: Hmmm... Sheepy: Beddy: *He gives Primo a disappointed look* Arsé-kun: Primo: ... ^^;;;; Arsé-kun: Yog: I can withdraw most of you now, if you don't mind the oddity of the locale you'll be in temporarily. Sheepy: Jauf: Thank you! Sheepy: Beddy: Yes, please... Arsé-kun: Yog: Certainly. I will go in order of priority. Arsé-kun: *Beddy promptly pops out of existence. There he goes. Get Got idiot* Sheepy: Beddy:.....Where... Arsé-kun: Yog: *turning away from his Bigass Monitor* Welcome to my realm. Take all the time you need before I fetch your companions. Sheepy: Beddy: Your.... realm? Arsé-kun: Yog: I like to consider it mine. It makes me feel better. Sheepy: Beddy:???... Sheepy: Beddy: You live here all alone? Arsé-kun: Yog: Correct. Sheepy: Beddy: Aren't you lonely? Arsé-kun: *beddy nails yog in a single fucking shot* Arsé-kun: Yog: ... It's of no concern. I am able to leave when I wish to. Sheepy: Beddy: *doubt* Arsé-kun: Yog: I did not lie. I am able to leave via avatar when I desire to. Sheepy: Beddy: *doubt* Arsé-kun: Yog: I did not lie. I am able to leave via avatar when I desire to. Sheepy: Beddy: ...Can you read minds...? Arsé-kun: Yog: You doubted me audibly a timeline over from the current one. Arsé-kun: Yog: That means no. I cannot. Sheepy: Beddy: I would be lonely. Arsé-kun: Yog: Many would. Sheepy: Beddy: I can understand why. Sheepy: Beddy: Ummm... Arsé-kun: *Yog pauses before putting his headphones + mic back on* Arsé-kun: Yog: Something else to say? Sheepy: Beddy: It's very colorful. Arsé-kun: Yog: Thank you. I quite like how it came out. Sheepy: Beddy: Why? I mean... you do? Arsé-kun: Yog: I believe the english equivalent is "Aesthetic". Sheepy: Beddy: I see... Arsé-kun: *Yog puts his headphones back on* Arsé-kun: Yog: Bedwyr has been retrieved. I will take the next priority. Arsé-kun: *Arthur sits up behind Beddy. Where am I???* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Eh?? Sheepy: Beddy: My king! Sheepy: Beddy: Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I believe so. I no longer hurt so much. Sheepy: Beddy: Thank goodness... Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... May I be disrespectful for a brief moment? Sheepy: Beddy: Of course. Arsé-kun: *Arthur leans forward and gently pats Beddy's leg. fluffy...* Sheepy: Beddy:???? Arsé-kun: Arthur: *✧(◠ヮ◠✿)✧* Sheepy: Beddy:?! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Your fur is very nice. Sheepy: Beddy: Th-thank you... *He's flustered. Arthur looks so happy, which makes him overjoyed! But hearing compliments is a bit shocking.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: I do have to ask. How did you hide this as a knight? Sheepy: Beddy: I was never drunk at any of the meetings. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ?! Sheepy: Beddy: Why would I drink on the job...? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I usually suspected Cai... Sheepy: Beddy: Cai knew and helped me hide it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That does explain a lot. Sheepy: Beddy: I have no tolerance for alcohol. Sheepy: Beddy: Sorry for lying. Arsé-kun: Arthur: So every time you and he were drinking before meetings, it was falsified as well? Sheepy: Beddy: I wasn't drinking... Arsé-kun: Arthur: When Cai claimed as such, I mean. Sheepy: Beddy:...Only half a lie. Sheepy: Beddy: He drank. I didn't. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I understand. Of course he did. Sheepy: Beddy: It was hard for him not to discover me. Sheepy: Beddy: We always were together, so... Arsé-kun: Arthur: With how nosy he is as well. Sheepy: Beddy: That too. I would have just not come to the meetings had he not helped me. Arsé-kun: Arthur: You two did a great job at it. I never suspected a thing. Sheepy: Beddy:.....Yes. Arsé-kun: Yog: .... Arthur has been retrieved successfully. Next. Sheepy: *Jauf arrives! He doesn't seem surprised by his surroundings.* Sheepy: Jauf: Thank you very much, my friend! Arsé-kun: Yog: *putting a tentacle in front of the mic* You are welcome. Sheepy: Beddy: I wonder why it never happens to Merlin... Sheepy: Beddy: Maybe it's because of how strong he is? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'm sure he's had his own issues. Not that he ever tells anyone. Sheepy: Beddy: It makes me feel useless, seeing him struggle and not being able to help him... I understand he doesn't want to seem weak nor trouble others, but... Arsé-kun: Primo: And yet you do something similar, refusing to let others treat you right. Isn't that something? Sheepy: Beddy: Your inability to ask for or accept help endangers lives, as we saw recently. My refusal for others to treat me right, as you say I do, only is an annoyance at worst. Arsé-kun: Primo: ....... Arsé-kun: Primo: ... Touché. Sheepy: Beddy: They really aren't comparable... Sheepy: Jauf: Merlin's scared of endangering others and ends up taking actions that endanger others. You are afraid of being alone, yet you push others away, which could end up in you being alone if you aren't careful. They aren't any different. Sheepy: Beddy:...Urk. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Both of you have things you need to work on. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... Sorry, Merlin. Arsé-kun: Primo: I deserved that. Sheepy: Beddy:...Yes. Sheepy: Jauf: Cai's a poor influence, huh. Arsé-kun: Cai: What'd I do this time? Sheepy: Jauf: Cai! You've arrived! Arsé-kun: Cai: Unfortunately I'm still alive. Sheepy: Jauf: Bedwyr was verbally attacking Merlin and you missed it. Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh, no. *he grins* I heard all of it. Arsé-kun: Cai: Get his ass, Beddy. Sheepy: Beddy: I'll do my best! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Now he's being a poor influence. Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin, turn around so I can grab your-- Sheepy: Jauf: Look at what you've done, Cai! Arsé-kun: *Cai breaks out laughing* Sheepy: Jauf: Shame on you! Arsé-kun: Primo: Bedwyr, in public? Pre-marital ass grabbing? Sheepy: Beddy: I-I'm not Jaufre! I don't go around moaning about the sins of pre-marital whatever! Sheepy: Jauf: Bedwyr engages in sinful pre-marital actions? Shame, shame! My own cousin! I thought well of you, Bedwyr! Arsé-kun: Yog: What happened to being over it, Jaufre? Sheepy: Jauf: Ahahahahaha! It's a joke, my friend! Just to mess with him, just a bit! Sheepy: Beddy: Th-that's!! Sheepy: Beddy: M-Merlin...! Back me up! I'd never do anything like that!! Arsé-kun: Primo: Hmmm? Did you wait until marriage like a sinless young man? Sheepy: Beddy: Of course! Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm trying to think of ammunition. I can't use Lancelot. Everyone and their mother was with Lancelot at least once. Sheepy: Beddy:........ Arsé-kun: Primo: You would know. Sheepy: Beddy: A-am I being left out of a club that includes basically everyone else...? Sheepy: Beddy: Did... did everyone else commit sinful acts wifh Sir Lancelot? Even our king? Arsé-kun: Arthur: .................. Arsé-kun: Cai: oh my god. Sheepy: Beddy: I never did. Arsé-kun: Cai: No, hold on, this ain't about you anymore. Wart?! Sheepy: Jauf: My king... with Sir Lancelot? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I can say with certainty that I prefer women. Sheepy: Jauf: My king... Sheepy: Jauf: I, too, have committed sinful acts with Sir Lancelot. Arsé-kun: Cai: Murder? Sheepy: Jauf:...........Pre-marital hand holding...!!! Sheepy: Beddy: Sir Lancelot asked to engage in acts with me only once. Sheepy: Beddy: I panicked... Arsé-kun: Cai: And chugged my booze. Sheepy: Beddy: I don't remember anything after that. Sheepy: Jauf: Knowing you, you clung to Cai and wept before passing out. Sheepy: Jauf: You know, here's a question. Sheepy: Jauf: Do you think Sir Agravain also...? Arsé-kun: Cai: As the castle's resident "Guy who knows the gossip", let me answer that one! Sheepy: Jauf: Go on. Arsé-kun: *Cai makes the excalibur face* Sheepy: Jauf: Maybe that's why Sir Agravain hated him. Sheepy: Jauf: Did I mention that Sir Agravain is still around? Arsé-kun: Cai: w h a t Sheepy: Jauf: He goes to the same college that the other Kay does. Sheepy: Jauf: He's a little younger but absolutely the same guy. Arsé-kun: Bors: No wonder Lio-Lio never figured out if Aggis went to hell or not. Sheepy: Beddy: Bors...? When did you get here? Arsé-kun: Bors: c: Arsé-kun: Bors: Anyway, tell me more. How was it? I never got to experience my cousin. Sheepy: Jauf: I panicked and ran the second he touched my hand. Arsé-kun: Arthur: It solidified my preference in women. Arsé-kun: Primo: There is a time and space for an answer to that question. This is neither. Sheepy: Beddy: Even you?! Arsé-kun: Primo: Of course! Sheepy: Beddy: So, I'm all alone... Arsé-kun: Bors: Welcome to the club. It's me, you, and Lio. Sheepy: Lio: You can be an honorary Lio-Lio family member! Sheepy: *Lio slams into Bors* Arsé-kun: *Bors gets slammed into and explodes. no. he stumbled but that's about it* Arsé-kun: Cai: And just like that, it's time to change the subject. Sheepy: Lio: The girl is last, huh? So sad! Sheepy: Lio: Sorry, wall! Pick a better spot next time, okay? Sheepy: Lio: Bors, Bors~ Find me~ Arsé-kun: Bors: *who has taken up professional squinting* I won't be doing that Sheepy: Lio: Bors is leaving me all alone... Sheepy: Lio: What a meanie-meanie~ Sheepy: Lio: My eyes hurt lots and lots... Arsé-kun: Bors: I'm as bat as a blind. You're on your bone here. Sheepy: Lio: *He lies down on the ground* Sheepy: Lio: Merlin is evil and Bors won't help me. Arsé-kun: Primo: What did I do?? Sheepy: Lio: Be evil. Arsé-kun: Cai: Gee, how detailed. Sheepy: Lio: He tossed me around like a basketball. Arsé-kun: Primo: I launched him up the side of a building so he didn't have to climb it. It was a good idea at the time. Sheepy: Lio: Evil-evil. Sheepy: Lio: I'm going to tell Mom on you. Arsé-kun: Primo: ................................. Arsé-kun: Primo: Can I make up for it any way? Sheepy: Lio: Hmmm.... Sheepy: Lio: Okay~ Sheepy: Lio: I'll trust you not to toss me this time. Arsé-kun: Primo: Noted. No tossing unless it's an emergency. Sheepy: Aru: *accompanied by Marrok* ...Why is Lionel lying on the floor just like that kid on campus? Arsé-kun: Bors: Is that where he's at? Sheepy: Lio: Yes~ Sheepy: Lio: It's too bright-bright... Arsé-kun: Bors: my head's exploding. Sheepy: Lio: Join me on the floor. Sheepy: Aru: Did Sir Lancelot struggle with bright lights, too? Arsé-kun: Bors: *plopping down next to Lio* Nope. Sheepy: Lio: Wowow~ Found you~ Sheepy: Aru: That's a surprise. Arsé-kun: Bors: There you are! Arsé-kun: *Bors plants his face into Lio's back. relief* Sheepy: Lio: It took forever but we're reunited! Arsé-kun: Bors: F'nally. Sheepy: Aru: I would've thought that if both of you had photophobia, considering Sir Lancelot was your double cousin, he would have also had it... Arsé-kun: Bors: We ain' scared of no lighs Sheepy: Aru: Oh, um... Photophobia isn't the fear of lights. Sheepy: Aru: It means that your eyes are very sensitive to light. Generally, the eyelid forces itself closed in such a situation, so i suppose it's like you're running away from the light... Sheepy: Lio: Wowow~ Aru's scared of lightbulbs~ Sheepy: Aru: Not true. Sheepy: Lio: Ehehehehe. Sheepy: Lio: That's what you claim, but pointy-pointy glass is scary for anyone! So don't drop it! Arsé-kun: Yog: *not turning towards them* *paimon-defining-a-google-term tone* Hot tip! Don't put a light bulb in your mouth. Simply do not do it. Sheepy: Aru: Why would I do that? Arsé-kun: Yog: I was not speaking to you. I know you would not do that. Sheepy: Aru: ….? Arsé-kun: *Yog shifts some hair out of the way and points to his headset* Sheepy: Aru: Ohhh… Arsé-kun: Yog: I'll put all of you back in the proper location momentarily. Let me finish dealing with my son. Sheepy: Aru: Okay! … Grif’s trying to eat a light bulb, isn’t he? Arsé-kun: Yog: ..... His reasoning was "My bones are scared of the dark." *he looks pained* Sheepy: Aru: Wow, that's... ummm... Sheepy: Aru:...Poor Kay. Arsé-kun: Yog: Poor everyone who had to witness that. Arsé-kun: Yog: Changing topics. I can drop all of you off wherever you would like, within reason. Sheepy: Beddy: Home... it's past Baby's holding time. He hates me now. Arsé-kun: Yog: You have only been gone for an hour. Sheepy: Beddy: I still have a chance then! Arsé-kun: Yog: Are there any objections to this destination? That which was initially intended by Merlin. Sheepy: Aru: None from me. Sheepy: Lio: None here~ Arsé-kun: Bors: Letsa go! Sheepy: Jauf: I want to see a koala. Arsé-kun: Cai: I want out of this shit. My day has been awful and this shit is a nuisance. Sheepy: Marrok: *woof...* Arsé-kun: *Primo makes no comment but the answer is yes* Arsé-kun: Yog: ... We'll accept the final two as "yes". Sheepy: Beddy: Looks like everyone is in agreement, then. Arsé-kun: Yog: I'll drop you off on the front lawn. Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Yog: Quite welcome. Have a good rest of your day. Arsé-kun: *IMMEDIATE cut to Primo's lawn. One second, it's empty. Next second, knight jumpscare.* Sheepy: Beddy: We're home! Sheepy: Beddy: I have to check on Baby...! Arsé-kun: Primo: Then go get him. Sheepy: *Beddy leaves briefly before returning with Baby* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Ohhhh. It looks soft... Sheepy: Jauf: It's.... Sheepy: Beddy: His fur is actually sort of rough. He's a koala! Sheepy: *Baby blankly stares off into the distance* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... May I pet him? Arsé-kun: *Arthur gently pets Baby. He's thrilled* Sheepy: *Baby turns his attention to Arthur and, after a brief pause, makes a grunting sound* Sheepy: Jauf: ...Sounds like a bear. Arsé-kun: Cai: That's the sound Wart makes in the morning when he oversleeps. Sheepy: Beddy: It's true. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 19 Arsé-kun: *angra nails the stealth roll despite being a bundle of shadow. outside. in a brightly colored area* Arsé-kun: *Arthur is pleased. He has pet Two thing today.* Sheepy: Lio: Wowow! It's so wall-eyed! Sheepy: Lio: Looks like a prey animal with its eyes on the front of its head! Arsé-kun: Cai: It's got the same face as Galahad during an early morning table meeting. Sheepy: Jauf: You're right! Sheepy: Beddy: Yes! Isn't he cute? Arsé-kun: Cai: No. Do better. Arsé-kun: *Cai shields his eyes in advance* Sheepy: Beddy: *Glaaaaaare* Arsé-kun: Cai: Wart's right next to you! You'd better not! Sheepy: Beddy: Baby, don't listen to him. He has no taste. Sheepy: Beddy: Cai, you're being mean to Baby. Apologize. Arsé-kun: Cai: That's my job. Sheepy: Beddy: You'd insult Baby to his face? Sheepy: Jauf: Cai insults babies... how evil. Arsé-kun: Cai: I insult everyone to their face. Since when is that new? I've been vilified for it. Arsé-kun: Cai: And shut up, Jaufre. Sheepy: Beddy: You don't insult me. Sheepy: *Baby blankly stares at Cai before letting out a quiet "myehhh"* Arsé-kun: Cai: You didn't even know your own eye color the other day. Pathetic. Sheepy: Beddy: I don't look in the mirror...! Arsé-kun: Cai: Pathetic!! Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... Arsé-kun: Cai: Do better! Make it once a week! Sheepy: Beddy: No. Sheepy: Beddy: You do it. Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm not the one with self-image issues! Sheepy: Beddy: W-well... Arsé-kun: Cai: I didn't say you had to look at your face in the mirror. Idiot. Dummy. Sheepy: Beddy: What? Arsé-kun: Cai: I said look in a mirror once a week. Where'd I say "Look at your face in the mirror"? Huh? Sheepy: Beddy: Huuuhh? Arsé-kun: Cai: c:< Sheepy: Beddy:...Why use a mirror then? Arsé-kun: Cai: So you can get used to using the thing. Do your hair. Sheepy: Beddy: Why? I have you... Arsé-kun: Cai: What'd you do before me? Sheepy: Beddy:..... Sheepy: Beddy: I can't say anything that won't disappoint you here... Arsé-kun: Cai: My disappointment is immeasurable and my day was already ruined. Sheepy: Beddy: Very sorry...! Arsé-kun: Cai: Do it for once. Sheepy: Beddy:........ Sheepy: Beddy: *mope* I don't want to look in thr mirror... Arsé-kun: Cai: Then don't. Sheepy: Beddy: But you said... Arsé-kun: Cai: I said once a week, not right this minute. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... Sheepy: Jauf: It's not so hard. Arsé-kun: *arthur would comment but hes gone back to sleep right there on the grass. our king.* Sheepy: Jauf: The person in the mirror isn't you. Sheepy: Jauf: It's a flat representation of you and will never look entirely correct! Arsé-kun: Cai: or use your damn phone. Sheepy: Beddy: Well, that's... Sheepy: Beddy: ...Phones tend to "glow up", as the kids say. Sheepy: Aru: Just like that, I remembered Beddy was old... Arsé-kun: Cai: This guy's never taken a bad picture and it shows. Sheepy: Beddy: They don't show the real you....... Arsé-kun: Cai: Who showed him filters. Who did this. Sheepy: Beddy:......Cai...what's a filter? Arsé-kun: Cai: A phone feature that changes how you look a bit. Usually a nuisance and a waste of time. Sheepy: Beddy:......? Sheepy: Beddy: It's automatic, yes? Arsé-kun: Cai: .... No? Sheepy: Beddy: That's... ummmm... Sheepy: Beddy: No, my phone automatically uses filters. Arsé-kun: Cai: Let me see. Sheepy: *Beddy hands Cai his phone awkwardly, taking care not to drop Baby* Arsé-kun: *Cai checks his phone out* Sheepy: Beddy: You see? Arsé-kun: Cai: No. It looks fine to me. Sheepy: Beddy: It absolutely, without a doubt, has a filter... Arsé-kun: *Cai looks at Beddy with the phone camera* Arsé-kun: Cai: It looks like you. I don't see anything weird. Sheepy: Beddy: But it... Sheepy: Beddy: That's not... Arsé-kun: Cai: I see your damn hair needing a brushing, dammit. Sheepy: Beddy: But Cai... Arsé-kun: Cai: What? Sheepy: Beddy:....My reflection doesn't look like that... Arsé-kun: *Cai cocks an eyebrow* Sheepy: Beddy: It doesn't...! Arsé-kun: Cai: How do we go about proving that... Sheepy: Beddy: Look at me in a mirror, a pool of water, something...? Sheepy: Beddy: No matter the method, I won't look like that. Arsé-kun: Angra: *cheerfully, from Bors' arm jail* Memrys just got a new mirror! Don't break it! Sheepy: Beddy: New mirror...? Sheepy: Beddy: Where? Arsé-kun: Angra: You know where he does his fancy stuff! It's the room over! Arsé-kun: Angra: Can I watch all this go down through you? Sheepy: Beddy:.....? Ummm... I don't quite... Arsé-kun: Angra: I wanna watch. Sheepy: Beddy:...I suppose so. Go ahead. Arsé-kun: Angra: Neat! *he blinks a few times* Anyway, third floor, far end of the left side, one 'fore the end! Sheepy: Beddy: I see... Thank you. Let's go, Cai. Arsé-kun: Cai: Fine, I guess. Sheepy: Beddy: Then you'll see the true me, and... Sheepy: Beddy: ....Don't abandon me over it, please. Arsé-kun: Cai: Beddy, I'm not ditching you. Shut up. Arsé-kun: Cai: If I willingly ditched you I'd throw myself off a ledge. Sheepy: Beddy:?! Arsé-kun: Cai: It wouldn't do much if I'm taller than the drop. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... so it's not a great sacrifice. Arsé-kun: Cai: I wouldn't do it though. The only possible exception would be for Wart, and you'd agree with me on that. Sheepy: Beddy: Of course! Arsé-kun: *It takes a bit to get upstairs. Third floor, in PRIMO'S house, and at the end of a hallway. God. I'd die in this house* Sheepy: *Baby was safely put down outside* Sheepy: Beddy: Here we are. Arsé-kun: *There is a mirror sitting outside the room, unhung. There's a note attached to it* Sheepy: Beddy:.....? Arsé-kun: *"To Memrys: Are you insane? Me? Ask Mint. ~Malleus*" Sheepy: Beddy:....Hmm. Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't care about that. *he pushes the note out of the way* Sheepy: Beddy: Do we hang it up? Arsé-kun: Cai: Why bother? Just lean down. Sheepy: *Beddy approaches it and leans down* Arsé-kun: Cai: .... *crouching down next to Beddy* It's still you. Sir Camelot's Prettiest Unbrushed Hair Man. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 16 Sheepy: Beddy: A...aaahhh...! *He covers his face* Don't look at me! Don't look at me!!! Arsé-kun: Angra: *from outside* WHAT THE FUCK?! Sheepy: Beddy: *He backs away, shaking* Don't look...! Arsé-kun: Cai: Bedwyr? *he does as asked and looks elsewhere* Sheepy: Beddy: That's me, isn't it...? Don't lie, please... Arsé-kun: Cai: I said what I saw. I saw the you that I know. Was there more? Sheepy: Beddy: That's me...! It's really me...! Sheepy: Beddy: So that camera's a lie! You see?! Arsé-kun: Cai: No? I saw the same thing. How you show in the camera is how you've always been for me. Sheepy: Beddy:..........! Sheepy: Beddy: S-so I've always been a horrific monster to you...?! Arsé-kun: Cai: What? No? What the hell are you saying? Sheepy: Beddy: How could you possibly say that the camera's image and the mirror's reflection are one and the same?! Get your eyes checked, Cai! Arsé-kun: Cai: But they are... Sheepy: Beddy: A horrifying, ugly beast always looks back at me when I look in the mirror...! In lakes, in ponds, the reflection off of a glass.. It doesn't matter what it is. Sheepy: Beddy: This, this...! *He approaches the mirror* How can you accept looking at this?! Arsé-kun: Cai: Maybe it is me. Who knows. But I said what I said. I don't give a damn how you look. Sheepy: Beddy: If you didn't care how I looked, you wouldn't always nag me about my hair! Arsé-kun: Cai: .... Okay, other than me teasing about your hair. You know what I mean. Sheepy: Beddy: How can you just accept this...?! Sheepy: Beddy: I just want to look normal... not like some monster...! Arsé-kun: Cai: Because you're my damn friend, that's why. Arsé-kun: *Cai crosses his arms and looks away* Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm not fighting you a second time today. Whatever. I stand by what I said. Sheepy: Beddy:....*He looks back at his reflection*..... Arsé-kun: *Angra stumbles up the stairs down the hall, panting and limping. He had a hell of a time making it basically blind* Arsé-kun: Angra: Get the hell away from that mirror! Sheepy: Beddy: No amount of friendship can justify...saying the camera's images... look like THIS...! *He smashes the mirror with his left hand!* Arsé-kun: *Cai has to shield himself from broken glass shards!* Sheepy: *Beddy cannot. A bunch of them lodge in his unprotected fist.* Arsé-kun: Angra: Are you trying to make shit worse?! Stay right there! I'm getting mom! Sheepy: Beddy: I can pick up the glass pieces myself...! Arsé-kun: Angra: That's not it! There's something stalking you! I've only heard descriptions of stuff like that before! Sheepy: Beddy:....What...? Sheepy: *Beddy is mostly oblivious of his hand bleeding because it's full of glass fragments. Mostly.* Arsé-kun: Angra: Promise I'm not screwing with you! You've got my word and promise! Arsé-kun: *Cai is picking glass off of himself. ow. ow. ow.* Sheepy: Beddy: What's stalking me...? Sheepy: Beddy: The reflection? Not possible. Sheepy: Beddy: I have always, since I can remember, looked like that. Arsé-kun: Angra: Jesus, and I don't say this lightly, Fucking Christ. Sheepy: Beddy: Please don't rub it in... Arsé-kun: Angra: No goddamn wonder you hate yourself! You think you look like that thing? Sheepy: Beddy: That thing is my reflection... Arsé-kun: Angra: Like hell it is. Sheepy: Beddy: What...? Arsé-kun: Angra: ... Oh, can I have it? Sheepy: Beddy:....Yes. I don't want it. Arsé-kun: Angra: *grinning* It's a deal. Great doin' service with you, Beddy! Sheepy: Beddy: ...Sorry to inflict this on you. Arsé-kun: *Cai is sitting there clueless in the bg the entire time. He doesn't get to see Beddy's reflection shimmering and shifting in real time.* Arsé-kun: Angra: Oh, no, it's fine! It's not like you can curse me anymore than I already am! Sheepy: Beddy: That's not a state to be proud of, I think... Arsé-kun: Angra: It is when it means it can't bother me~~ Arsé-kun: *Angra blinks a few times before scooping up a large pane of glass to admire himself in* Arsé-kun: Angra: Damn, it's ugly. 11 would still go for it. Sheepy: Beddy:.....Didn't you say to stay away from the mirror...? Arsé-kun: Angra: It was cursin' you. What's it gonna do? Curse me? Kill me? Sheepy: Beddy: It was...? Arsé-kun: Angra: Anyway, look at yourself now! Ain't that better? Sheepy: Beddy:......If I look, I'll see my reflection... Arsé-kun: Angra: I encourage it! If it's still ugly, kick my ass! Sheepy: Beddy:..... Sheepy: Beddy: I smashed the mirror, though.. Arsé-kun: *Cai holds up a mirror chunk for him. Behold the power of Camelot's jackass* Sheepy: Beddy:.....? Arsé-kun: *Beddy sees... Himself. Purple eyes and all* Sheepy: Beddy:.... Sheepy: Beddy: It's like the camera. Arsé-kun: Angra: Despite everything, that's you. Sheepy: Beddy: How... Sheepy: Beddy: That's not possible... Arsé-kun: Angra: I took it from you. Aren't I great? You should thank me sometime! Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you...! Arsé-kun: *Cai is still lost* Sheepy: Beddy:....Ouch. Arsé-kun: Angra: *admiring the mirror shard* Hmmm! I think I'll call you Jimmy! Arsé-kun: Cai: ...... You wanna save telling me what just happened for before or after I wrap that? Sheepy: Beddy: Thank goodness I have you to tell me that... Arsé-kun: Cai: Dying kills you. Sheepy: Beddy: I know. Arsé-kun: *Cai starts dealing with Beddy's hand. He's not pleased.* Sheepy: Beddy:...Sorry. Arsé-kun: Cai: ... Wish I knew shit was going on. Sheepy: Beddy: I also feel lost... Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... Yeah. Arsé-kun: Cai: .... So who was that? Sheepy: Beddy: Who, Angra? Sheepy: Beddy: Or the reflection...? Arsé-kun: Cai: The shadowy guy. Your reflections' been the same to me this whole damn time. Sheepy: Beddy: Angra, one of Merlin's descendent, and... Sheepy: Beddy: Do you remember the Lady of the Lake? Arsé-kun: Cai: Couldn't forget her even if I tried. Why? Sheepy: Beddy: He's her son. Arsé-kun: *Cai is running calculations* Arsé-kun: Cai: .... One of the magician's kids got with the Lady? Sheepy: Beddy: Yes. His great grandson, Myrrdin. He's Merlin the Third. Arsé-kun: Cai: So he's into cougars Sheepy: Beddy: Yes. Sheepy: Beddy: He's the ultimate wife guy. Sheepy: Beddy: Jaufre has nothing on him. Arsé-kun: Cai: That's scary. Don't like that. She doesn't need encouragement. Arsé-kun: *something fucking explodes* Sheepy: *Beddy lets out a yelp before jumping into Cai's arms Scooby Doo style!* Arsé-kun: Cai: Now what? Sheepy: Beddy: What was that...?! Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't hear anything else. Is that shit normal? Sheepy: Beddy: When Makenna is around, maybe... Arsé-kun: Cai: English. Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin #5. Arsé-kun: Cai: Eh. Sheepy: Beddy: He likes blowing things up. Arsé-kun: Cai: So it's probably nothing? Sheepy: Beddy: And his grandson is capable of mass destruction... he melted my hand once. Sheepy: Beddy: It may be nothing. Arsé-kun: Cai: Yeesh. How do you survive it? Sheepy: Beddy: Good luck, maybe? Arsé-kun: Cai: I'd die a week in. Sheepy: Beddy: I think you're tougher than that. Arsé-kun: Cai: Two weeks. Sheepy: Beddy: Mmm... maybe not that tough. Arsé-kun: Cai: Jerkass. Sheepy: Beddy: *giggling* Arsé-kun: Cai: What a horror. Guards, send this jerkass to his room. He's grounded. Sheepy: Beddy: G-grounded?! Sheepy: Beddy: It wasn't that bad! Arsé-kun: Cai: I'd shove you, but there's a mess. Sheepy: Beddy: Looks like me smashing the mirror benefited me! Arsé-kun: Cai: You probably didn't need to do that! Sheepy: Beddy: I panicked. Arsé-kun: Cai: Well, now you gotta clean glass off the floor. Sheepy: Beddy: Can't I do it later...? Arsé-kun: Cai: No. We're cleaning this up now. Sheepy: Beddy: So cruel. Arsé-kun: Cai: 's my job. Sheepy: Beddy: *He starts cleaning up begrudgingly* Arsé-kun: *Cai helps out* Sheepy: Beddy:....I can't believe I inflicted that on Angra. Sheepy: Beddy:...... Arsé-kun: Cai: He asked you for it. It's his issue. Sheepy: Beddy: I... don't exactly look like a monster. Arsé-kun: Cai: No, you don't! You look like a guy! Sheepy: Beddy: I'd look like a demon if it were back then. Arsé-kun: Cai: But it ain't. Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... it isn't. Arsé-kun: Cai: And anyway, Arthur likes you as is. Sheepy: Beddy:....Really? Arsé-kun: Cai: He hasn't complained, so clearly. Sheepy: Beddy: But... Sheepy: Beddy: I can't seem to grow a beard. Beards are important, aren't they? Arsé-kun: Cai: No? Arsé-kun: Cai: Not anymore. I just like mine. Sheepy: Beddy:...But they used to be so important. Arsé-kun: Cai: Shit changes. Sheepy: Beddy: I wonder what's considered important now. Arsé-kun: Cai: Fashion. Hairstyle. No idea what else. Sheepy: Beddy: Fashion... Sheepy: Beddy: Hairstyle... Sheepy: Beddy:.....I don't understand either of them. Arsé-kun: Cai: Me neither. Sheepy: Beddy:....I have to ask Merlin later for help with it. Arsé-kun: Cai: Awful. Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin's probably attractive, right? Maybe? Arsé-kun: Cai: You do you. Sheepy: Beddy: I was looking for your advice... Arsé-kun: Cai: He might know. Sheepy: Beddy: Maybe... Arsé-kun: *There's a massive swordbeam outside. Something else explodes. Demonic screeching. Excalibur.* Sheepy: Beddy: E-ehhh?! Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... Do you want to not get involved? Sheepy: *Beddy stumbles away from the window* Sheepy: Beddy: Th...that's... Sheepy: Beddy:...my reflection...? Arsé-kun: Cai: Is that what it looked like? Sheepy: Beddy: Yes... Sheepy: Beddy: Why is it... physical? Arsé-kun: Cai: I don't know. That's scary. Let's go back to picking up glass. Sheepy: *Beddy stumbles back to the shattered glass and starts picking it up again, his face blank* Sheepy: Beddy: That's me, isn't it...? If I look in the mirror, I see me. When I look in the mirror, I see it. So it must be me. Arsé-kun: Cai: No, you idiot. Arsé-kun: Cai: How you see yourself NOW is you. Sheepy: Beddy:....Why not before...? Arsé-kun: Cai: Didn't he say it was following you? Sheepy: Beddy: Everyone's reflections follow them. Sheepy: Beddy: Just look in a mirror and move around. Arsé-kun: Cai: Bedwyr. Sheepy: Beddy: Cai? Arsé-kun: Cai: It's not you. Sheepy: Beddy:....Yes. Not anymore. Sheepy: Beddy: Now this man in the mirror is me. Arsé-kun: Cai: So you're finally seeing yourself for once. Sheepy: Beddy:.........I wonder if this reflection is a good one? Arsé-kun: Cai: If it looks like the phone one, it is. Sheepy: Beddy: So I look decent, at least... Sheepy: Beddy:.......... Arsé-kun: Cai: You're very pretty, Sir Camelot's Most Wanted. Sheepy: Beddy: Thank you... Sheepy: Beddy: You should've gotten that title instead, though. Arsé-kun: Cai: Hell no. Sheepy: Beddy: Well, you're strong, smart, kind, witty, funny, tall, and have a good beard. Those are important, I think. You kept everything running with your hard work. Sheepy: Beddy: I think many people would kill to date someone like you. Most people are looking for someone dependable, and you're very much that. Arsé-kun: Cai: Kind?! Who the hell lied to you, knucklehead? Sheepy: Beddy: You're kind towards me. Arsé-kun: Cai: List of people Cai is nice to: One. Sheepy: Beddy: Isn't that proof enough? Arsé-kun: Cai: Not really. Sheepy: Beddy: Hmmm. Sheepy: Beddy: A lot of your actions are born from your kindness, too. Arsé-kun: *cai frowns but doesn't disagree* Sheepy: Beddy: But............. Sheepy: Beddy: Most people don't notice that. Arsé-kun: Cai: I rather it that way. I don't want people thinking "oh he's nice! he'll do work for free or reduced!" Sheepy: Beddy: That's very true...... Sheepy: Beddy: I could see people doing that to someone like Art. Arsé-kun: Cai: He's dumb enough to fall for it. Sheepy: Beddy: Cruel, but true. Arsé-kun: Cai: He's definitely gotten smarter somehow, but he's still a dumbass. Sheepy: Beddy: Maybe due to going to college? Arsé-kun: Cai: For what, a week? Sheepy: Beddy: He just lives there. Arsé-kun: Cai: I doubt that would do it. Sheepy: Beddy: Maybe it's because he now has someone to protect? Sheepy: Beddy: He left protecting the queen to others and never stepped up to help her when others wouldn't. Arsé-kun: Cai: Hmmm. He's definitely gotten more defensive, too. I bet you're right. Sheepy: Beddy: I would have stepped in, but people, umm... would have believed it was motivated by romantic interest... Arsé-kun: Cai: That was an issue for everyone involved. Sheepy: Beddy: Ahhh... mostly you and me. Sheepy: Beddy: Sir Lancelot could get away with it because of his personality, and Sir Percival could get away with it because he was new. Arsé-kun: Cai: I was her friend and everyone knew it. And yet. And yet! Sheepy: Beddy: And yet... Sheepy: Beddy: People were still convinced. Arsé-kun: Cai: I should've brought the wife more often. Sheepy: Beddy: You should've! Arsé-kun: Cai: But then I'd be the next wife guy. There's no goddamn winning. Sheepy: Beddy: Jauf already securely has that role. Arsé-kun: Cai: I'd still be made fun of. Arsé-kun: *the very distinct sound (to us) of a hyper beam rings outside. beebeebee BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE* Sheepy: Beddy: E-eh?! Sheepy: Beddy: What is that?! Arsé-kun: Cai: I'm not finding out. Sheepy: Mint: *stealth ex* It is an Ungaikyo. Arsé-kun: *Cai jumps and immediately puts hand to sword* Sheepy: Beddy: *He jumps* Sheepy: Mint: Hello. Arsé-kun: Cai: Maybe warn a guy before doing that?! Sheepy: Mint: .....? Sheepy: Mint: Who are you? Sheepy: Mint: Tell me everything about you. Arsé-kun: Cai: Sir Cai. Companion of Sir Bedwyr. Who the hell are you? Sheepy: Mint: My name is Mint. Sheepy: Mint: Are they real? Arsé-kun: Cai: ...? Sheepy: Mint: Your wings. Arsé-kun: *Cai didn't notice they popped out when he got startled. He puts them away right quick* Arsé-kun: Cai: Pathetically, yes. Sheepy: Mint: I do not understand why this is pathetic. Arsé-kun: Cai: None of your business. Beddy, who is this bozo? Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin the 10th. Sheepy: Mint: Please explain every detail as to why you are pathetic. *He pulls out a notebook* Arsé-kun: Cai: ..... Arsé-kun: Cai: Hey, Four-eyes, if you know so damn much about the thing outside, why don't you deal with it first? Sheepy: Mint: Is this a trade? Arsé-kun: Cai: Sure. I'll tell you just about whatever you want if you keep those idiots from getting reamed. Sheepy: Mint: I see. Sheepy: Mint: I will return soon. Sheepy: *Mint exits and goes outside* Arsé-kun: *scorched earth mother fucker. the knights ain't dead but boy they might as well be. the yokai is fine* Sheepy: *Mint begins the exorcism.* Arsé-kun: *the yokai notices and immediately starts targeting him* Sheepy: *Mint doesn't even attempt dodging its attacks! He just tanks them without missing a beat of his exorcism* Arsé-kun: *bors starts taking notes. unhelpful* Sheepy: *Jauf is unsure what to do.* Arsé-kun: *Arthur backs away* Sheepy: *Mint continues to exorcise it.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Shall we leave this fellow to it? Sheepy: Jauf: That almost feels like leaving him to die. Sheepy: Lio: Huuuh? Mint? Die? Arsé-kun: Bors: He's unkillable virtually. Sheepy: Jauf: Unkillable...? Sheepy: Lio: He's a turtle! Arsé-kun: Yog: *uncalled for, unhelpful, useless. andromalius* Turtle definition: High defenses. Sheepy: Lio: Uhuh! And he's good with poison and curses! Sheepy: Lio: So he'll just poison you and let you slowly die while he doesn't bother to fight you back for real. Sheepy: Lio: Poor ghosty-ghost! Ehehehehehe! Arsé-kun: Arthur: So it's safe to move? Sheepy: Lio: Yup! Arsé-kun: *Arthur picks up Aru and bolts for the front door. they're gooooooooone* Sheepy: Lio: So fast~!!! Sheepy: *Jauf follows Arthur* Arsé-kun: *everyone in, everyone in* Sheepy: *They all go in!* Arsé-kun: *and there's Primo, sitting with his feet up, unhelping* Arsé-kun: Primo: Right on time! How did it go? Sheepy: Aru: Mint finally came out and dealt with it for some reason. Sheepy: Aru: Did you bribe him, Teacher? Arsé-kun: Primo: I did not! Mint works in mysterious ways. Sheepy: Lio: Merlin's a meanie-meanie. Arsé-kun: Primo: Merlin's been nagged about overworking so he's taking time to himself. Sheepy: Lio: Hate hate hate hate you... Arsé-kun: Primo: Eh, you'll be over it tomorrow. Sheepy: Lio: Hate you forever and ever~! *pout* Sheepy: Lio: Mint was more helpful and he's never helped anyone unless it benefits him. Arsé-kun: Primo: And who knows what the benefit is! Sheepy: Lio: Is Kitty-kitty here? Arsé-kun: Primo: If Mint's here, probably. Sheepy: Lio: Maybe he nagged Mint lots and lots. Arsé-kun: Arthur: cat? Sheepy: Lio: Uhuh! Sheepy: Lio: He's Mint's grandpa. Sheepy: Lio: He becomes a kitty-cat. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Like how Marrok is a dog? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: *human* Mrow? Sheepy: Marrok: *also human* Woof? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: .... Sheepy: Lio: Kitty-kitty~ Mint helped for once~ Arsé-kun: Mewlin: What's the cost? Sheepy: Lio: We don't know... Scary-scary... Sheepy: Lio: Who made the contract? Do they know what they got themselves into? Arsé-kun: *Mewlin saunters over and plops down on a coffee table* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Either Beddy or the guy he's with. Vivi's son is too busy being face down on my catbed. Sheepy: Lio: He's probably known Beddy for forever. Beddy has nothing new to provide. So it must be Cai. Sheepy: Lio: But Cai likes to talk lots and lots. Cai is good competition for Mint. Sheepy: Marrok: You're allowed to sit on tables, woof... Sheepy: Marrok: I'm banned from tables, woof. Sheepy: Marrok: Tables are for eating at, woof. I would never eat from a food bowl on the floor. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Why would I care about bans, meow? Sheepy: Marrok: If I was bad and broke all the rules, Cai and Arthur might not like me anymore, woof. I would never break a rule intentionally. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin shrugs* Sheepy: Marrok: You don't fear such backlash, woof? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Nope! It doesn't matter all that much! Sheepy: Marrok: Wow... You're so brave, woof. Sheepy: Marrok: You're just like Cath Palug. We're friends, woof! Sheepy: Marrok: But you're comparatively tiny and bald, woof. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin puffs up. Offended* Sheepy: Mint: *He enters, a lot of his clothing shredded. He doesn't seem to notice any actual damage he took.* Sheepy: Mint: It's done. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Great work, Mint!! Sheepy: Mint:.....? Sheepy: Mint: It was not difficult. Arsé-kun: Primo: What was it? Sheepy: Mint: An ungaikyo. Sheepy: Mint: Where did it come from? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Angra kindly told me he stole Beddy's reflection. Explains a whole lot, doesn't it? Arsé-kun: *primo is processing complex abstractions* Sheepy: Mint: ..........I just assumed he didn't like looking in the mirror because he was ugly. Arsé-kun: Primo: That's just what he claimed, but hold on. It takes 100 years to make a tsukumogami, right? Sheepy: Mint: Yes. Arsé-kun: Primo: Which means the Ungaikyo you just exorcized was over a hundred years older than even I am. Sheepy: Mint: So are dinosaurs. Arsé-kun: Primo: Dinosaurs are not still currently living in most cases. Sheepy: Mint: In most cases. However, in the face of a horseshoe crab, you are nothing. Arsé-kun: Primo: I was going to congratulate and compliment you. Sheepy: Mint:....? Sheepy: Mint: *He tilts his head* ....... Sheepy: Mint: It was simple. Anyone could have done it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: What Merlin means to say is thank you for the assistance. Many of us did not have the knowledge required to do what you did out there. Sheepy: Mint:.....I understand now. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: So who'd you bargain with? Who's giving you those sweet sweet personal details? Sheepy: Mint: Bedwyr's friend. Sheepy: Mint: By the way. Sheepy: Mint: Memrys's mirror was broken. Arsé-kun: Primo: He's going to be awfully mad about that. Sheepy: Mint: Bedwyr broke it with his left hand and was bleeding. Sheepy: Mint: Most likely out of a fit of rage of seeing his reflection. Arsé-kun: Primo: Not my problem. Arsé-kun: *primo says, resisting the obvious urge to go upstairs and help out* Sheepy: Lio: Wowow, you're still bitter, huh? Good thing he's got Sir Cai to fix him up. Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh, you twits survived. Stellar. Sheepy: Beddy: He killed it...? My reflection? Sheepy: Mint: It's you. Sheepy: Mint: You no longer have to worry about the ungaikyo in your reflection. Now you can be ugly in your reflection in peace. Sheepy: Beddy: E...eh? ... Sheepy: Beddy: Um... yes... I suppose you're right... Arsé-kun: *blatant cai disapproval* Sheepy: Mint: Ah. Yes. Cai, I have many questions for you. Arsé-kun: Cai: A deal's a deal. Ask away, four-eyes. Sheepy: Aru: Not yet! Mint, apologize to Beddy! Sheepy: Beddy: Ummm, no need to... Sheepy: Mint:......? Why must I apologize? Sheepy: Mint: I won't apologize then. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Telling somebody they're ugly is considered rude, even if they themselves say it, Mintsy! Sheepy: Mint: Why? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: 'Cause it's insulting. Sheepy: Mint: Why? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: 'Cause it's an insult. Sheepy: Mint:.........??? Sheepy: Mint: Bedwyr says he is ugly, so he is ugly. Sheepy: Mint:...Right? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: What did I just say Sheepy: Mint: *He looks even more confused* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: If I said "oh i'm ugly today" and then you called me ugly? I'd be insulted. Insulting myself isn't the same as you saying it! Sheepy: Mint: .......... Sheepy: Mint: But how do I know if something is ugly if I'm not told? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Personal opinion. Your weakness! Sheepy: Mint: Why say it about yourself if you don't want others saying it? Sheepy: Mint: People will hear you say that you yourself are ugly and believe that you are ugly. Arsé-kun: Cai: Look, bozo. He thought he was 'cause the reflection was ugly as sin. He's not. Sheepy: Mint: If their opinion is that you're more attractive than them, they will begin to believe that you think that they are ugly as well. Sheepy: Mint: If people see similar traits in you as their own, they will see themselves as ugly upon hearing such things. Sheepy: Mint: ....So I've been told. Arsé-kun: *Primo opts to not deal with this.* Sheepy: Beddy: That's... ummm... Sheepy: Beddy:....Sorry for making you feel ugly, Mint...? Sheepy: Mint:????? Arsé-kun: Bors: This is a fire dumpster of a conversation. Sheepy: Mint: Fire dumpster... Sheepy: Mint: Have you heard of dumpster diving? Arsé-kun: Bors: Uhhuh. What about it? Sheepy: Mint: One time Meril went dumpster diving. Deer will eat almost anything. Sheepy: Mint: He came home smelling like death. Sheepy: Mint: He was carrying a human corpse in his mouth. It seems that he had mistaken it for his usual roadkill at first and had snacked on it some before spotting its face. Sheepy: Mint: This is why you should not dumpster dive. Arsé-kun: Bors: Awful berrible unbearable. *he pauses to write this down* Sheepy: Aru: Scary... so scary.... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I hate all of that information. Sheepy: Mint: If you hate it, do not dumpster dive. Sheepy: Mint: You seem like the type to do so. Arsé-kun: *cai bites back a laugh. he fails* Arsé-kun: Cai: trash king! king of the trash! Sheepy: Aru: Poor Arthur.. Sheepy: Mint: By the way, this situation became serious when Meril got in trouble for disturbing a crime scene. Arsé-kun: Bors: Oh, you've got to tell me bout it. Sheepy: Mint: Of course, his curse is that he must return to his tree no matter what, so it was difficult for them to keep him in jail and eventually gave up. Arsé-kun: *arthur is making a Face™* Sheepy: Mint: The excuse that they gave was that animals technically aren't counted under human laws, and considering he was a deer at the time, it was wrong of them to jail him. Sheepy: Mint: But it was because he kept breaking out. Arsé-kun: Bors: Incredible. Sheepy: Mint: Ah. Yes. That's right. Sheepy: Mint: Tell me everything about your relationship with Merlin, Cai. Sheepy: *Mint's notebook is out* Arsé-kun: Cai: Oh boy where do I start!! Arsé-kun: *Cai is ready to TALK SHIIIIIIIIT [airhorn airhorn]* Sheepy: Beddy: Most people start at the beginning. Arsé-kun: Cai: GEE WHIZ. Sheepy: Mint: Your first meeting. Arsé-kun: Cai: So I'm... not even six years old? And this filthy looking coot who looks like he's either ten or ten hundred comes in with this tiny infant that wouldn't shut the hell up comes in! And- Sheepy: *Mint listens attentively* Arsé-kun: *Cai recounts what he can recall. Lots of insults.* Sheepy: Beddy: Merlin was filthy when he first met you... that's not a shock. Arsé-kun: Primo: What's that supposed to mean?! Sheepy: Beddy: Ummm... Sheepy: Beddy: It's not really important, I think. Arsé-kun: Cai: It was to me at the time. Sheepy: Beddy: Maybe he had just finished looking for plants. Sheepy: Beddy: Sometimes making a quick stop to pick interesting plants is more important than delivering a baby on time, probably. Arsé-kun: Primo who did exactly fucking that: .... Arsé-kun: Cai: ---And... Oh! Oh! Let me tell you the time your idiot magician grandfather turned us into squirrels! Sheepy: Mint: Squirrels...? Arsé-kun: Cai: Squirrels! Sheepy: Mint: How careless of him. What happened next? Arsé-kun: Cai: Arthur got flirted with by a real squirrel and we almost died like four times. Arsé-kun: Cai: Beddy made a comment about it once after getting smashed, what was it... Sheepy: Beddy: D-Did I...? Ahahahaha.... haha... Arsé-kun: Cai: Right! *ahem* *imitating Beddy roughly* All I'm... All I'm sayin' is... If Art ended up wit' the squirrel instead, our lives would be much more peaceful. Sheepy: Beddy: *He covers his face* Arsé-kun: *Arthur is stifling laughter into his cape. He's shaking from laughing so hard* Sheepy: Mint: It's true... Camelot would not have collapsed the way that it did. Arsé-kun: Cai: And it's still a 1 hit ko on Wart, I see! Sheepy: Beddy: I can't control what I say when drunk... Arsé-kun: Cai: Anyway, another time-- [omitted] Arsé-kun: Arthur: ..... Aru, how are you feeling after all of that today? Sheepy: Aru: Really tired. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I as well. Do you think we could manage to sneak out without alerting anyone? Sheepy: Aru: But if we go home, there's not enough beds for everyone... ... but it's worth a shot. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: :3c Sheepy: Aru:....? Sheepy: Aru: Will you take us home? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: It'd be an honor, mew! Sheepy: Aru: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: *grabbing a hold of Aru and Arthur, bouncing in place* A-one, a-two, and a-three! Arsé-kun: *pop. gone* Sheepy: *They arrive in the dorm!* Arsé-kun: *Kay is jumpscared by three people appearing in his house. dorm. shut up* Sheepy: Aru: Kay, we're back! Arthur is physical now. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Yes, hello. Arthur is going to collapse after all of today. Please don't mind me. Sheepy: Aru: Good night, Arthur. I'll go to sleep soon too. Sheepy: Aru: We can figure it out later... maybe an air mattress...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe get your own damn dorm room. Sheepy: Aru: But... Sheepy: Aru: I can't own a dorm room and Arthur isn't a student. Sheepy: Aru: He also isn't staff... Arsé-kun: Kay: Jauf is friends with staff. His issue. Sheepy: Aru: Jauf is sleeping at Teacher's house. Sheepy: Aru: He isn't feeling very well. Arsé-kun: *Arthur has wandered out, taken an actual cushion off the sofa, thrown it on the floor, and collapsed onto it. #WASTED* Arsé-kun: Kay: Hell yeah. Bedi can exist without Jauf being a bitchass. Sheepy: *Aru will soon join you in dreamland, Arthur* Sheepy: Aru: But we need him to get us a dorm room eventually. Arsé-kun: Kay: His problem now. Arsé-kun: Kay: How'd getting Arthur alive go? Sheepy: Aru: Beddy tried to unalive him but things went well otherwise. Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you swearing at me? Sheepy: Aru: No! Arsé-kun: Kay: Take a joke, damn, did it really go that poorly? Sheepy: Aru: Umm... Sheepy: Aru: It... was really awful. Sheepy: Aru: Beddy suddenly went berserk. I think if he had gotten through Arthur and Cai before the others got there, I would've been next. Sheepy: Aru: And then some giant monster appeared and Arthur and his knights were no match for it. Sheepy: Aru: Teacher accidentally sent us to some dream world...... Sheepy: Aru: Griflet's dad and Mint saved us, but it was very scary. Arsé-kun: Kay: That sounds shitty. I'll set them on fire. Anyway, do you want anythin'? Sheepy: Aru: Umm... Sheepy: Aru: I hadn't thought about it. Sheepy: Aru: Oh, right. Sheepy: Aru: Caliburn changed. Sheepy: Aru: It's now... well, I suppose I can understand why in his last breaths, Arthur would misinterpret Beddy not returning the sword out of fear of losing Arthur as him trying to steal the gems in it instead... Sheepy: Aru: It'll be scary carrying it around because people would absolutely want to steal it to sell it, now. Arsé-kun: Kay: And then they'll get electrocuted to high fuck. Sheepy: Aru: Very true! Arsé-kun: -Thursday, December 2nd- Sheepy: Bedi: Good morning, everyone. Arsé-kun: Kay: Mornin'. Watch where you walk. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes, thank you. It seems Elyan took the sofa for himself... Arsé-kun: Kay: Not only that. Sheepy: Bedi: What else? Arsé-kun: Kay: If you kick Aru, I get to piledrive you. Kicking him is fine. Sheepy: Bedi: I won't kick either of them. Don't worry. Arsé-kun: Kay: Someone will. I know at least one person here's a dumbass enough. Sheepy: Bedi: *Immediately thinks of Grif* Arsé-kun: Kay: *Immediately thinks of Merlin* Sheepy: *The sound of Grif tripping on Arthur comes from the other room* Arsé-kun: *The sound of Merlin tripping on Grif comes from the other room* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... We have to kill them both. Sheepy: Bedi: Yes..... I agree. Arsé-kun: *Kay gets off the stool and intends to commit a minor crime* Sheepy: *Bedi follows* Sheepy: *Grif is face down on the ground* Arsé-kun: *Merlin caught himself on his arms and is less than pleased* Arsé-kun: Kay: We have to kill you both for failing a basic spot-check. Prepare to die, idiots. Sheepy: Grif: !? Sheepy: Grif: You can't defeat me. Arsé-kun: Kay: I can't hear you. You're speaking in floor. Sheepy: Grif: *He lifts up his head* You can't defeat me. Arsé-kun: Kay: I could if you fall to basic floor traps. Sheepy: Grif: This is... a new mechanic. Arsé-kun: Kay: Is it though? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. I have never dealt with floor traps before. Arsé-kun: Merlin: At least put up a caution sign or something. For Griflet. Sheepy: Bedi: It's okay to admit that you also need one Arsé-kun: Merlin: I wouldn't have seen it. *he pushes the hair out of his face* Sheepy: Bedi: I think they'll most likely be sleeping here until they find an alternative... Arsé-kun: Merlin: On the floor?? Sheepy: Bedi: Where else do they have to sleep? Arsé-kun: Merlin: On the sofa?? Arsé-kun: Merlin: H Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, right. All that. Sheepy: Bedi: Aru cannot legally live alone, I think... Sheepy: Bedi: And Arthur doesn't qualify for a dorm. Sheepy: Bedi: So unless we get him an air mattress, it seems the floor is his only choice. Sheepy: Grif: I also have a bag of beans. Arsé-kun: Kay: what Sheepy: Grif: In case one wants to sleep on that... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh. The beanbag. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm not stupid. Sheepy: Grif: It's a bag full of beans... Arsé-kun: Kay: which you can't eat so don't. Sheepy: Bedi: It's a bag shaped like a bean. It doesn't contain beans. Sheepy: Grif: Sad.... Arsé-kun: Merlin who tried one once and never addressed it at like age 10: *nervous sweating* Sheepy: Bedi: Is something the matter, Merlin? Were you hurt when you fell? Arsé-kun: Merlin: from heaven or just now? Sheepy: Bedi: You fell from heaven...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: No?? Anyway, embarrassing! Sheepy: Bedi: How confusing... Arsé-kun: *Kay leaves this situation uncommented on. IQ drop this early in the morning* Sheepy: *Aru is sleeping through all of this.* Arsé-kun: *So is Arthur.* Sheepy: Grif: There are other possibilities. Arsé-kun: Kay: Like rising out of the fires of Hell, foul beast. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'd totally rock the demon look if I was one! Sheepy: Grif: No. Just asking Randolph... Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, that's what you meant. Sheepy: Bedi: I can't see you as a demon. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Me neither! When's food? Sheepy: Bedi: Umm... we haven't started yet. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Booo. Sheepy: Bedi: Sorry. Sheepy: Grif: There's but one choice. Arsé-kun: Kay: Helping us for once? Sheepy: Grif: Eating the ingredients... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: >:V Sheepy: Grif: Hungry... Sheepy: Bedi: Grif helping us sounds, ummm... I think we should pass on that for today. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Passing on that sounds good to me! Arsé-kun: *he says trying to squirrel his way out of helping* Sheepy: Bedi: I trust you to make up for his lack of help, Merlin. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *drat* I'll certainly try.. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Nobody wants my help... Arsé-kun: Kay: Only if you promise not to eat the damn ingredients this time. Sheepy: Grif:....Kay. Arsé-kun: Kay: Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: I cannot promise such a thing. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ugh. Sheepy: Grif: It would be lying. Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe I'll use you as a trash disposal. Can you eat egg shells? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: What about styrofoam? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Great. Let's get started. Sheepy: Bedi: Styrofoam isn't food. Arsé-kun: Kay: It is now. I quit. It's better than the stuff we need. Sheepy: Bedi: Won't that make him sick? Arsé-kun: Merlin: babe, he eats plastic, rocks and metal. Sheepy: Bedi: Even so. Sheepy: Grif: One time I ate a prickly-prickly and it made my stomach hurt. Arsé-kun: *Kay gives up and leaves.* Sheepy: Grif: It's called... Uh... Sheepy: Grif:....Fartichoke. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Heh heh. Sheepy: Grif:....? Sheepy: Grif: The leaves have thorns on them. Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Paimon, unhelpful as always* The Globe Artichoke is not meant to have it's thorns consumed. Please do not eat spikes. Sheepy: Grif: Sad. Everyone is telling me what to eat. Arsé-kun: Yog: If you were able to discern what was and was not intended for consumption, you would not be bothered so often. Sheepy: Grif: I could eat a pencil. I am stronger than you may think... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: *mocking him from the kitchen* I could eat the entire kitchen counter, desu. Arsé-kun: Kay: And shut up, I'm imitating you. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I can? Is this... permission? Sheepy: Grif: Hungry... Arsé-kun: Kay: NO. Sheepy: *Bedi has left to cook* Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Everyone is mean to me... Arsé-kun: *Merlin has gotten up but hasn't left yet* Arsé-kun: Merlin: With that ass? That's such a tragedy. Sheepy: Grif:......? Sheepy: Grif: I don't understand. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Never mind. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Arsé-kun: *they get cooking by the book??* Sheepy: *Grif helps by eating trash.* Arsé-kun: *Kay is annoyed by this but shuts up. It was his idea anyway.* Sheepy: *Eventually, Aru wakes up!* Arsé-kun: *It smells like breakfast* Sheepy: Aru:....? ...Oh no, I slept in again! Sheepy: Aru: Arthur, Arthur... it's breakfast. Sheepy: *Aru gently shakes Arthur* Arsé-kun: Arthur: ......? Sheepy: Aru: You're hungry, right? Arsé-kun: *Arthur's stomach answers before Arthur himself does* Sheepy: Aru: Breakfast is ready. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Ah. Wonderful. Does the table have room for us all? Sheepy: Aru: Yes. Sheepy: *Aru gets up and enters the kitchen* Arsé-kun: *Arthur stretches and joins the table. Nonbaby's first bedhead since forever.* Sheepy: Bedi: Good morning. Did you sleep well?. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I did, thank you. How is everyone here doing? Sheepy: Grif: Sad. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm doing well, thank you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Griflet tripped right over you guys first thing. Sheepy: Aru: I didn't notice... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Nor did I. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: Merlin also tripped on you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I tripped on YOU. Sheepy: Grif: Wow. Sheepy: Grif: It's not so different in the end... yes Sheepy: Grif: You still tripped. Sheepy: Grif: By the way. Sheepy: Grif: Do you want my beans, Arthur? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Pardon? Sheepy: Grif: My beans Sheepy: Bedi: He means his beanbag. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Ah. I appreciate the gesture. I'll accept it. Sheepy: Bedi: But that doesn't seem comfortable to sleep on... Arsé-kun: Arthur: It's not the floor. Sheepy: Grif: Make sure to return it when you have your own bed. Arsé-kun: Arthur: You have my word. Sheepy: Grif: I'll ask Randolph about you. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Please do. Sheepy: Grif: He may make you work for it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would accept that. Sheepy: Grif: Bad, bad. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ? Sheepy: Grif: You accept work before knowing what it is? What if you aren't qualified? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Then I'll do my best anyway. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Arsé-kun: Kay: Food's ready, fucklechucks. Everybody shut the hell up. Sheepy: Grif: It's important to tell your potential employer that you're unqualified for something. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'll see what it is first. Sheepy: Grif: Yes, good. Arsé-kun: *Kay puts food out. visible arthur excitement. food. food. f* Sheepy: Aru: Thanks for the food! Arsé-kun: Kay: You're welcome. Who wants to do dishes, 'cause I don't. Sheepy: Bedi: I can do them. Arsé-kun: Kay: Great. Arsé-kun: *Arthur is radiating Joy. food! food! food! and it's good! +5 positivity to whole room. charisma buff.* Sheepy: *Grif contemplates his silverware. He has finished eating real food.* Arsé-kun: *Kay puts his hand on top of the silverware. Don't.* Sheepy: Grif: Everyone is mean today. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then stop doing dumb things. Don't eat my tableware. Sheepy: Grif: But I'm hungry. Sheepy: Bedi: If you eat the tableware, others will have trouble eating. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Weak... Arsé-kun: Kay: You eat it, you buy new ones. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Arsé-kun: *Arthur gets up and starts collecting dishes. He's gonna help. He's gonna help. He's helping. He's making up for doing nothing* Sheepy: Bedi: Oh, thank you! Arsé-kun: *Bedi's phone beeps. text message* Sheepy: *Bedi ignores it in favor of doing the dishes.* Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile and like 5 minutes later,* Arsé-kun: *Text messageeeeee!* Sheepy: *Guin checks her phone* Arsé-kun: Lance: [text] Hejp Sheepy: Guin: [text] Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Lance: [text] I dint hnuw um tyiing 1 handed surry ny arb nehted Sheepy: Guin: [text] Hold on, I'm coming. Let's talk in person. Are you in your dorm room? Arsé-kun: Lance: [text] yes1 Sheepy: *Guin rushes off to Lance's dorm room* Arsé-kun: *She finds Lance, who is okay other than most of his right arm having straight-up melted into a pile of black goop on the table. he's about as pleased as you'd expect.* Sheepy: Guin:?! Your arm! Sheepy: Guin: What happened to it...?! Arsé-kun: Lance: I don't know! Sheepy: Guin: I'll call Watson. Arsé-kun: Lance: I'm not sure this is in his area of knowledge.. Sheepy: Guin: Even so, we should call someone. Does it hurt? Arsé-kun: Lance: Somehow, yes. Sheepy: *Guin calls Watson* Arsé-kun: Watson: Hello, Watson speaking. Sheepy: Guin: My friend's arm melted! Arsé-kun: Watson: .... Pardon? Melted? Sheepy: Guin: Melted... he says it hurts. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'll be there as soon as I can get there. Where are you two located? Sheepy: *Guin tells him their location* Arsé-kun: Watson: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Watson: *muffled bc covering the phone* Holmes! I'm going out! Sheepy: Holmes: Have fun. I'll stay here. Arsé-kun: Watson: I won't, thank you. Sheepy: Holmes: Ahahaha. Good luck, then. Arsé-kun: Watson: *muting for the moment* I'll need it. Could I possibly interest you in the situation? Sheepy: Holmes: What is it? Arsé-kun: Watson: It involves the phrase "Friend's arm melted" and one of the few students present. Sheepy: Holmes: Lance or Bedivere? Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm not sure. I didn't ask. Sheepy: Holmes: I see... Sheepy: Holmes: I'll mull it over. Arsé-kun: Watson: All right. I'll see you later today, then. Sheepy: Holmes: See you later! Arsé-kun: *Watson grabs his coat and hat before heading out. there he goes* Sheepy: *Holmes watches him leave, mulling over how he'll help* Arsé-kun: *How can he?* Sheepy: *Approaching Nyar wuth questions! Or Randy.* Arsé-kun: *That works* Sheepy: *Guin waits anxiously for Watson* Arsé-kun: *Lance is also anxious. How do you even process a situation like that?* Sheepy: Guin: I hope he can help... Arsé-kun: Lance: I hope so! I like having two hands! Sheepy: Guin: Of course...! Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Um. Thanks for answering, too. No one else answered my texts. Sheepy: Guin: The second I saw your text, I had to make sure you were okay. Arsé-kun: Lance: Thanks.. I'm not. Sheepy: Guin: If Watson can't figure out how to fix it, I'll keep looking until I can find someone who can! Arsé-kun: Lance: Preferably without asking the Janitor. Sheepy: Guin:....The janitor... Sheepy: Guin: The security guard seems to be connected with him somehow. Sheepy: Guin: Maybe he'll help? Arsé-kun: Lance: He's cool. I don't know his number though. Sheepy: Guin: Nor do I. Arsé-kun: Lance: shit. Sheepy: Guin: I don't know where to find him, either... Arsé-kun: Lance: He's usually with Kay, but I don't think Kay would wanna see this. Sheepy: Guin: We could ask Kay to talk to him. Arsé-kun: Lance: That works.. Sheepy: Guin: I'll try to message him. Sheepy: Guin: [chat] Kay. We need to talk. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] looks like someone's in trouble lol Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] oooooooooooooooooo kays in trouble OwO Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] @kay OOOOOOOOOOOO Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] WH AT Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] lololol kay is so dead Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] I didn't do anything? Sheepy: Guin: [chat] Please give me your phone number. It's important. Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Oh is that it? sure. Arsé-kun: *kay gives guin his number* Sheepy: *Guin calls Kay* Arsé-kun: Kay: What's up, lady? Sheepy: Guin: Lance's arm melted and the janitor is responsible. Apparently, the security guard is often with you. Arsé-kun: Kay: Slow down, slow down. His what what? Sheepy: Guin:....Correction. It's the same arm, so it's reasonable to assume that he's responsoble. Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Grif! Need you here, Uncle Squid's at things again! Sheepy: Grif: Uncle did something again? Sheepy: Guin:...uncle squid...? Sheepy: Grif: Worry not. I will pummel him. Arsé-kun: Kay: We're not saying his name. Arsé-kun: Kay: And Grif, do you know anythin' about Squidbitch melting things? It involves Lance. Sheepy: Grif: Well, if Uncle caused a mess, he can clean it up. Cleaning up a mess isn't necessarily reversing the overall damage that was done, but it's still important step in recovery... yes. Sheepy: Grif: Does this make sense? Arsé-kun: Kay: Perfect sense, Grif. Crystal clear. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I did it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Anyway, I'll drag Grif down to wherever you guys are. It's not a bloody mess, is it? Sheepy: Guin: There's no blood, strangely. It's Lance's dorm room. Arsé-kun: Kay: Thank fuck. Okay, we'll be there in a bit. Sheepy: Grif: Lance is so cool... I can't go. If I embarrass myself in front of him, I will die. Arsé-kun: Kay: Wow. Way to give away a tactical weakness, dumbass. Sheepy: Grif: Sad... Arsé-kun: Kay: Bedi, we're goin' downstairs to see Lance. I'll be back later. Sheepy: Bedi: See you later! Arsé-kun: *Kay goes to get his Stuff before dragging Grif out by the hand. Lets Go* Arsé-kun: *They head downstairs. Watson has Just gotten there also.* Sheepy: Grif: It's Watson. Arsé-kun: Watson: It's me. Were you called here too? Sheepy: Grif: That means Holmes is close by... yes. Sheepy: Grif: No. Kay was. Arsé-kun: Kay: And by extension, you. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: If you reattach it, it should be fine. The issue is that it is not an arm. Arsé-kun: Watson: That's the part I'm unsure about helping with. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Maybe we need Uncle... but Uncle is mad at Lance. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'm sure I could use my nonexistent powers to get him to at least show up, but that's where my use would end. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Arsé-kun: Watson: Let's at least see Lance first before we make any judgments. Sheepy: Grif: *He opens the door* Arsé-kun: Lance: :') Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: It melted. Arsé-kun: Kay: what the fuck. Sheepy: Guin: How can we fix this...? Arsé-kun: Kay: I've got nothing beyond sweeping that into a tupperware or something. Sheepy: Guin: ...Ah. If any of it is lost... wouldn't part of the arm be lost, too...? Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes. You would need all of it or risk losses. I wouldn't move it just yet. Sheepy: Grif: This looks like a mess for the janitor to clean up... Arsé-kun: *Watson goes to look over the rest of Lance's arm. Goopy.* Arsé-kun: Kay: this looks like a job... for super squid bitch. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... making him appear should be simple. Arsé-kun: Kay: Getting him not to nuke you immediately is not. Sheepy: Grif: Very true... Arsé-kun: Watson: Would he do that inside the dorms? Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: If it's in the dorms, it's our mess. Arsé-kun: Watson: New question. Would he do that with me present? Sheepy: Grif: If he coupd ensure that he didn't hit you Sheepy: Grif:....... Arsé-kun: Watson: Awful. How rude of him. Sheepy: Grif:....meat shield. Arsé-kun: Watson: I'll allow it. If he hits me, Holmes will hear about it and by extension, his father will hear about it. Arsé-kun: Watson: I've noticed he has Quite a temper. Sheepy: Grif: No. Grandpa is very kind and loving. Arsé-kun: Watson: ... We can discuss this later. Sheepy: Grif: It is good to fear him all the same. Sheepy: Grif: There is a man on campus who can delete my save file. Grandpa could easily defeat him. Arsé-kun: Kay: Things Grif says with no context attached: That. Sheepy: Grif: He's purple. If he ever killed me, I may never revive... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Does your dad have any ideas on what to do here? Sheepy: Grif: Dad, how do we reattach Lance's arm? Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Paimon* I would say "no idea", but you would take me literally. Ask the cause of it. I'm unfortunately busy at the moment. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Let's summon Uncle. Arsé-kun: Watson: Do you want to do it, or shall I? Sheepy: Grif: You can do it. It reduces tje chances of him killing me. Arsé-kun: Watson: *uuuugggghhhhhhhhhhhh* Arsé-kun: Watson: Dearie, can I get your advice on what to do in this situation please? Sheepy: *There's a long pause before Nyar peeks in* Arsé-kun: Watson: *ugh* I believe this is outside of my range of experience. Sheepy: Nyar: Huh. That's unusual. Arsé-kun: Watson: You didn't cause this? That's a surprise, but a welcome one. Sheepy: Nyar: I didn't cause it intentionally. Arsé-kun: Watson: I was completely prepared to be mad at you, too. Today's plans are ruined. *joking???* Sheepy: Nyar: Must be because of my blood. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then stop bleeding everywhere. Sheepy: Nyar: He punched me and I bled. Arsé-kun: Lance: The punching didn't make you bleed. The iron pipe did. Sheepy: Nyar: Ah, yeah, I forgot. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, I can reconstruct your arm. Sheepy: Nyar: I could also remove my blood... Sheepy: Nyar: I'll do the first bit to show my sincerity, but I refuse to do the second part until I hear a genuine apology for beating me up. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... *grimace* Sheepy: Nyar: By the way, I can't promise it won't happen again if I don't remove the blood. Sheepy: *Nyar approaches the puddle* Sheepy: *Nyar begins reconstructing the arm* Sheepy: *Nyar reconstructs Lance's arm.* Arsé-kun: Lance: ... Thank you. Sheepy: *Nyar reattaches the arm* Arsé-kun: Watson: I do hope we don't need to call you for that a second time. Sheepy: Nyar: I hope so, too! Sheepy: Nyar: Unfortunately, because of reasons, I can't help prevent that. Arsé-kun: Kay: Because of "I can't be assed" reasons, "I need to kill someone" reasons, "Fuck you in particular" reasons, or "I'm not making this plotline easy" reasons? Sheepy: Nyar: Because I want an apology. Arsé-kun: Kay: So fuck him in particular reasons. Sheepy: Nyar: Yeah, basically. Arsé-kun: Lance: .... .... *enhanced grimace* Sheepy: Nyar: So sorry! Arsé-kun: Lance: ..... I'm sorry. Sheepy: Nyar:...... Sheepy: Nyar: Siiiiigh... Arsé-kun: Watson: Well, he did what you wanted. Don't you sigh about it. You said you would. Sheepy: Nyar: Uuuughhh.... Arsé-kun: *At least one person thinks this is funny. It's Watson.* Sheepy: Nyar: It didn't really feel genuine. Arsé-kun: Watson: Was that a requirement? Sheepy: Nyar: Yes. I said so multiple times. Arsé-kun: Lance: I'm trying, okay? Sheepy: Nyar: I'm really trying to give you the benefit of the doubt here that you aren't just apologizing because you feel threatened! Arsé-kun: Lance: I don't. You don't scare me at all. Sheepy: Nyar: Why not? Arsé-kun: Lance: If a mortal man can make you bleed, you can be beaten. Sheepy: Nyar:......... Sheepy: Nyar: Is that what you think? Arsé-kun: Lance: I can't do it, but it could happen. Sheepy: Nyar: Ahahaha! I see, I see! You don't fear me because you believe you can damage me! Sheepy: Nyar: I like that. I like that a lot! Sheepy: Grif:...Wow. Wrong answer, Lance. Arsé-kun: Lance: I just said I can't win...! Sheepy: Nyar: I want to play with you and make you tremble at the sight of your own shadow. Arsé-kun: Watson: You Stop That. Sheepy: Nyar: Worry not. I won't drag you into this, Dearie. Not this time~ Arsé-kun: Watson: Drag me into it for any reason and Holmes will get involved. If Holmes does, your father might join. Sheepy: Grif: Threatening students is... probably bad. But Lance is very cool, so he can handle it... yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Wow, real law abiding of you. Sheepy: Nyar: I would never endanger you. Sheepy: Nyar: Not intentionally. Sheepy: Nyar: But hearing a human say they hold no fear for me... It's like a friendly challenge. Arsé-kun: Kay: *snarking* I can already see it now. Challenge quest: Survive Uncle Squid, zero-outta-five incidents survived. Lance found dead in Miami. Nyar found dead in a crater. Sheepy: Nyar: Why a crater? Arsé-kun: Kay: Your dad. Sheepy: Nyar: Why would he care about Lance? Arsé-kun: Kay: Why does he care about anything? Sheepy: Nyar: No clue, but he's not interested in Lance from what I've seen. Sheepy: Nyar: I know what I can get away with. If Dad attacks me, it's not something I could've prevented. Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa is strong... It is good that you have his protection, Watson, but you must be careful not to rely on it too much. He is very capable of accidentally hurting you in an attempt to protect Holmes... yes. Arsé-kun: Watson: Noted, thank you. Sheepy: Nyar: I'll think about removing it later. Arsé-kun: Watson: Don't take too long deciding. Sheepy: Nyar: Mmmmm... Okay, fine, fine. I'll remove it. Sheepy: *Nyar begins removing his blood from Lance's arm!* Arsé-kun: *Lance winces but keeps his mouth shut* Sheepy: Nyar: You're lucky you've got my dearie to support you, kid! Arsé-kun: *Watson pauses updating Guin on everything going on here* Arsé-kun: Watson: One day you'll explain why you call me that. Sheepy: Nyar: Hmmm? Sheepy: Nyar: Isn't it obvious? Arsé-kun: Watson: It's you. Nothing is obvious unless it is. Sheepy: Nyar: You can deduce if yourself, can't you? As a detective's assistant, you should be able to. Arsé-kun: *Flat Watson Stare.jpeg* Sheepy: Nyar: If you can't...maybe ask Holmes? Arsé-kun: Watson: Maybe I will. Sheepy: Nyar: I think he knows. Sheepy: Nyar: At least, he's never asked me about it. Sheepy: Nyar: But if you can get him to fork over the answer, well... Arsé-kun: Watson: He won't. Sheepy: Nyar: What a guy. Sheepy: Nyar: And as much as I'd love to explain it, I'd rather you discover the truth! Arsé-kun: *frustrated demon.png* Sheepy: Nyar: But Holmes could give a helpful hint or two! Even if he doesn't tell you it outright, paying attention to what he says might give you a clue. Sheepy: Nyar: You could say that he's necessary to solving this mystery! Arsé-kun: Watson: Now you're just sounding like him. Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 19 Arsé-kun: Watson: ......... Arsé-kun: *Watson slowly just puts his head in his hands.* Sheepy: Nyar: Well, well? Arsé-kun: Watson: this is embarrassing. Sheepy: Nyar: Did you figure it out? Arsé-kun: Watson: You've just been twisting Holmes' words, haven't you? Sheepy: Nyar: Hehe. Sheepy: Nyar: Maaaaaaybe. Arsé-kun: Watson: utterly demonic. Sheepy: Nyar: Well, most people don't run around calling their partner by their last name and sticking "my dear" in front of it. Sheepy: Nyar: I wanted in on the fun, but taking his exact words would be uncreative. Sheepy: Nyar: I would've thought that at some point, he'd swap to a first name basis with you, but I guess not. Sheepy: Nyar: I wanted in on the fun, but taking his exact words would be uncreative. Sheepy: Nyar: I would've thought that at some point, he'd swap to a first name basis with you, but I guess not. Arsé-kun: *kay has replaced watson in explaining Shit to Guin. and Lance while he's there. someone gotta* Sheepy: *Grif is zoning out meanwhile* Sheepy: Nyar: But since my nickname for you never caught on, I guess it's my personal nickname for you! Isn't it special? Arsé-kun: Watson: I suppose. Arsé-kun: Kay: And no one died. It's a goddamn christmas miracle. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... yay... Arsé-kun: Watson: Keep it that way, please. As much as I like having work, I can't work with dead people. Sheepy: Grif: I don't like you having work. Arsé-kun: Watson: How kind of you. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Sheepy: Grif: Vaccumations are scary... Arsé-kun: Kay: Not the word. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm...hmmmmm.... Sheepy: Grif: Needles... Arsé-kun: Kay: Vaccinations. Sheepy: Grif: Vaccinations... Arsé-kun: Watson: You're both difficult patients. Sheepy: Grif: Kay is difficult? Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif: *mumbling* Arsé-kun: *Kay smirks and fingerguns* Sheepy: Grif: I could hold your hand...and then close my eyes so I don't see the needle either. Arsé-kun: Kay: E-eh?! What brought that on?? Sheepy: Grif: Was Watson not saying that you are afraid of neefles? Arsé-kun: Kay: I mean..... Not the needle part! Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Kay is so brave... Sheepy: Grif: Cool... Arsé-kun: *A bit later* Sheepy: *Misyr is in Kay's dorm, yet nobody let him in.* Arsé-kun: Kay: who let you in. Sheepy: Misyr: I did. Arsé-kun: Kay: Don't do that. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm here to see Merlin. Arsé-kun: Kay: Do any of you old twats know how knocking and announcing your presence works? Good lord. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's not a goddamn invitation to knock a hole into something. Sheepy: Misyr: I do it to everyone. Arsé-kun: *Kay goes and bangs on Merlin's door* Arsé-kun: Kay: Oi, dick wizard! Your old coot is here! Sheepy: Misyr: This may be a shock, but I'm pretty young. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm not even thirty. You're old as fuck. Sheepy: Misyr: Maybe compared to a spring chicken like you. Arsé-kun: Kay: the only thing older than you in here right now is Grif's dad. useless bastard can't even announce visitors. Sheepy: Misyr: Both of his dads are older than me. Arsé-kun: Kay: If both of them were here, I'd be losing intelligence faster than you can blink. Merlin, you twat, hurry up! Arsé-kun: *distant sound of merlin tripping on himself. times tripped today; 2* Sheepy: Misyr: It's true. Sheepy: Misyr: Dove is a force to be reckoned with... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hi Grampa!! Sheepy: Misyr: Good afternoon! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Are we doing something today?? Sheepy: Misyr: Well... Sheepy: Misyr: You know Maxi? Sheepy: Misyr: I, ehhh... Sheepy: Misyr: Well, you seem to be on good terms! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I liked him! Are we visiting him today? Sheepy: Misyr: If you'll go with me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Sure!!!! Lemme get ready!! Sheepy: Misyr: Great! Arsé-kun: *and merlin is gone again* Sheepy: *Misyr patiently waits* Arsé-kun: *jeopardy music is provided until Merlin reappears, ready to leave the dorm* Sheepy: Misyr: Are you ready? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah!! Sheepy: Misyr: Let's go! Sheepy: *Misyr brings Merlin to Maxi's casino! It's big. It's sparkly. It screams money.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin's eyes Big. It's gonna take a minute to take it all in. It's So Big...* Sheepy: Misyr: This is his casino. Sheepy: Misyr: When you're a lucky guy like he is, amassing such wealth isn't hard, I imagine. Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's huge! Sheepy: Misyr: I bet his beds are cozy and his house has proper heating. Sheepy: Misyr: Man, must be an easy life. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *completely missing this* I wonder if he's got one of those animatronic dragons! Sheepy: Misyr: ...? Sheepy: Misyr: What's an animatronic? Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's a mechanical puppet! Sheepy: Misyr: I've never heard of such a thing. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You've never seen charles entertainment cheese jr... Sheepy: Misyr:.....??? Sheepy: Misyr: Maxi should be in today. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I hope so! Arsé-kun: Merlin: So..... How are we getting in? Sheepy: Misyr: Most people use the front door... Sheepy: Misyr: But I'm not most people. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm going to enter through the... Sheepy: Maxi: Front door. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hi Grampa Maxi!! Sheepy: Maxi: Hi, Merlin! Arsé-kun: *Merlin grabs Misyr's wrist* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can we come in?? Sheepy: Maxi: Good to see you, Grandpa! Of course you two can come in. You're over 21, right? Sheepy: Misyr: Nope, I'm not!! So sorry!!! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But you're older than Kay, so yeah you are! Sheepy: Maxi: I was asking Merlin... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh! Yeah, I am! Sheepy: Maxi: Good, there's no issue! *He moves out of the doorway* Come in! Arsé-kun: *Misyr is dragged in by the unstoppable force of an excited extrovert in a bright and loud location* Sheepy: Maxi: *He closes the door* How have you two been doing? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I've been okay! Misyr got a job on campus! Sheepy: Maxi: That's great! What was the job? Sheepy: Misyr: *Trying to fake being distracted by his surroundings* Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's working at the coffee shop! Sheepy: Maxi: That's... a surprising job. I would've expected something related to demolition... Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's really good at making coffee though!! Sheepy: Maxi:....? Sheepy: Maxi: I've never seen him drink coffee before. Sheepy: Maxi: By the way, you're a college student, aren't you? What are you majoring in? Arsé-kun: Merlin: My parents think I'm an art major, but I'm majoring in sciences! please don't tell them Sheepy: Maxi: I won't tell them, don't worry. Sheepy: Maxi: Mint would probably enjoy talking to you about science. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Mint would probably lose me completely... ^^; Sheepy: Maxi: I know exactly what you mean. Sheepy: *Misyr is glancing around the room* Sheepy: Maxi: I actually have gone to college through the returning senior program... Sheepy: Maxi: Grandpa, if you want to, you could also... Sheepy: Misyr: Sorry, I could never. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maxi, where do we start?? Sheepy: Maxi: Oh, you came to gamble? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't have much but I wanna at least give it a shot while I'm here! Sheepy: Misyr: I'm not the gambling type, and I need to quickly go to the washroom anyway! You two start without me. Sheepy: Maxi: Eh? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Will you at least remember to pick me up? Sheepy: Misyr: Of course, of course. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Are you sure??? Sheepy: Misyr: If I don't, I'm sure Maxi can get you back safely. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Misyr. Sheepy: Misyr: Yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... I don't have a follow up. I wanted to sound really disappointed 'cause you're gonna leave. Sheepy: Misyr: For the washroom. That doesn't mean I'm leaving for good. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, fine. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Anyway, Grampa Maxi, do ya got any fancy animatronics?? Sheepy: Maxi: I don't, sorry. Arsé-kun: *misyr is spared the entire history of charles entertainment cheese jr* Sheepy: Maxi: Well, Chuck E Cheese is a child's casino... Arsé-kun: Merlin: So? Robots are cool. Sheepy: Maxi: They are, but... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Butt? Sheepy: Maxi: I don't think they'd survive being around drunk people. Arsé-kun: Merlin: oh right. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What if it was on the ceiling? Sheepy: Maxi: Most people don't look at the ceiling... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why not? If they're gonna be drunk and laying on the floor, something should be up there! Sheepy: Maxi: I think that would cause more harm than good, and if it were to collapse, it could cause many lawsuits. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You know better than I do! Sheepy: Maxi: Sorry, I don't mean to rain on your parade. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's okay, Grampa! Maybe I could paint something for you instead when I get better at it! Sheepy: Maxi: That'd be great! Sheepy: Misyr: [text: to Raph] *pic of him posing in the bathroom* Check out this weird wallpaper. Arsé-kun: Raph: [text: to Misyr] That's wild. Can I show you something that looks obnoxious? Sheepy: Misyr: [text: to Raph] Sure. Arsé-kun: Raph: [text: to Misyr] *sends a pic of him wearing the brightest garbage ever. in the same bathroom* It's me! Sheepy: Misyr: E...eh?! Arsé-kun: *followed by the sound of Raph desperately trying to withhold a laugh. wheeeeeeeeze.* Sheepy: Misyr: You're here too?! Arsé-kun: Raph: Surprise!~ Sheepy: Misyr: Are you trying to find a way out, too? Arsé-kun: Raph: Nope. I got recommended the place and it's a day off, so I came to check it out. Arsé-kun: *not lying* Sheepy: Misyr: I see... Sheepy: Misyr: I accidentally stumbled into here and can't find my way out. It's littered with security cameras and someone I know is near the front door, meaning I can't leave the normal way. Sheepy: *Lying partly* Arsé-kun: Raph: Then lets hang out in the back! Sheepy: Misyr: The... back? Is there a way out there? Arsé-kun: Raph: I mean, probably? But I'd wager the back rooms have even more security. Sheepy: Misyr: Ugh... Sheepy: Misyr: That's too bad. Sheepy: Misyr: Haaaa... Being a Demon Lord is tough... Sheepy: Misyr: Will you help me leave? Arsé-kun: Raph: Sure! Arsé-kun: *we now watch our stealth kings boldly trek across the landscape like this is a spy movie and they're competent. none of those descriptors are correct.* Sheepy: Misyr: I'm avoiding a guy with messy blue hair. Arsé-kun: Raph: Gotcha. Sheepy: Misyr: Short hair. Cleanshaven, I think. Arsé-kun: Raph: That doesn't sound right to me, but okay. Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Arsé-kun: Raph: Did you forget I met your family, Misyr? Sheepy: Misyr: ...Urk. So you know. Even so, I think I'd know how the guy I'm avoiding looks... Arsé-kun: Raph: It's not my business to pry, especially in public. I'll bug you about it later~ Sheepy: Misyr: Okay, later, maybe I'll tell you. Arsé-kun: Raph: That's up to you. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, you are right on one part. Sheepy: Misyr: *his tone turns serious* It's not really your business why I choose to avoid someone. Sheepy: Misyr: Even so, I'll maybe tell you eventually. (Lie) Arsé-kun: Raph: I agree. I'm not your therapist, and I wouldn't be allowed to be. I don't need to know! Sheepy: Misyr: Glad we're in agreement. Sheepy: Misyr:...I've just got to be careful not to get too involved with them... Sheepy: Misyr:...But first, getting out of here. Arsé-kun: Raph: He's way over there. It's clear. Sheepy: *Misyr attempts to escape!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin spots him and points him out to Maxi* Sheepy: Maxi: *He approaches Misyr* Oh, Grandpa, you're back! I was getting worried. Sheepy: Misyr:?! Sheepy: Misyr: Guess the washroom's this way...? Arsé-kun: Raph: ........ *um* Sheepy: Maxi: I watched you enter the bathroom. There's no need to lie. You're trying to leave to get away from me. Sheepy: Misyr: Since you've figured that much out, let's split ways here, hm? Sheepy: Maxi:....I'm not going to stop you. Trying to keep you here when you're clearly looking for a place to hide only feels worse. Before you go, can't you at least tell me why you keep avoiding me and acting like I don't exist? A justification...anything? If it's something I did, I'm sorry. I'll work hard to improve myself and to not wrong you again. Sheepy: Misyr: *He finally looks over at Maxi, his face lacking any of its usual playfulness.* I don't have to justify my actions to you, and I shouldn't have to give a list of reasons behind my decisions just to have the right to avoid you. Rather than trying to chase after someone who's clearly disinterested in you, maybe you should try to figure out how to make friends instead. Sheepy: Maxi:.....! *He's shocked to silence.* Sheepy: Misyr: You're free to hate me if it makes it easier, but you should focus that energy towards other things. Sheepy: Maxi:.....what........? *He's stunned. He has no clue how to respond!* Arsé-kun: *Neither does Raph. He's got Nothing.* Sheepy: *Misyr turns and begins leaving again.* Arsé-kun: Raph: ...... I have no idea what he's on about. I'm sorry you had to hear that. Sheepy: Maxi:.......Did I do something...? I have to apologize... Sheepy: Maxi: .....But I don't understand why he's mad. Arsé-kun: Raph: I don't think you did anything. It's on his end. Sheepy: Maxi: But he never acted like this before. Arsé-kun: Raph: Even if I did know, I don't think I'd be legally allowed to say anything. Legality and all that. Sheepy: Maxi:.........But there has to be something I can do. Maybe giving something to him...? Arsé-kun: Raph: No. If he knows its from you, why would he want something from a guy he's avoiding? Sheepy: Maxi: Ummm... Sheepy: Maxi: Everyone likes gifts, right...? Arsé-kun: Raph: A lot of people do. I know he does, too. He's got that watch, after all. Sheepy: Maxi: When I don't give gifts, people usual leave, and when I do, they come back... So why would he be any different? Arsé-kun: Raph: .... I think I see a problem here. Sheepy: Maxi:....He kept the watch? Arsé-kun: Raph: Yeah. Still got it. Still uses it! Sheepy: Maxi: But he didn't come back all the same. Was the watch not enough for him to stick around? Arsé-kun: Raph: He's... Got some personal issues. I think that's all I can say. Sheepy: Maxi: If it still works, he may see no reason to use a different one. Arsé-kun: Raph: ... There's no other way to word this. Y'know how both him and... What was 5's name again? Sheepy: Maxi: Makenna. Arsé-kun: Raph: Yes, Makenna, thank you. Arsé-kun: Raph: Being destructive and all that? Sheepy: Maxi: Yes. Sheepy: Maxi: Grandpa isn't allowed to use scissors because of what he can do with them. Arsé-kun: Raph: The watch has survived a whole bunch of it-- Oh, dear, is that why he asked me where they were? Sheepy: Maxi: So he tried to destroy the watch, yet couldn't? Maybe it was because of my feelings? Sheepy: Maxi: He can use scissors to cut anything. Arsé-kun: Raph: I wouldn't be surprised if he intentionally tried, but I'd bet that'd be a factor. Arsé-kun: Raph: oh no. Sheepy: Maxi: Why doesn't be just toss it...? Arsé-kun: Raph: 'Cause it can survive him. Nothing else seems to. Sheepy: Maxi: So because it's convenient, he keeps it. Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't be so negative. I'm sure there's more to it than that. The answer isn't always the worst one! Sheepy: Maxi: It usually is, I've noticed. Arsé-kun: Raph: You're looking for it. If you go in expecting to be let down and then you are, it makes a bias. Sheepy: Maxi: I'm not really looking for it. Arsé-kun: Raph: So...... Is that normal? *gesturing to a window* Sheepy: Maxi: Normal? *He looks out the window* Arsé-kun: *funky deer sighting* Sheepy: *Misyr is being chewed on by a large white stag. Misyr is visibly getting more and more angry.* Sheepy: Maxi: That's my grandson. Arsé-kun: Raph: And that's Misyr getting angry. Sheepy: Maxi: Meril used to be kind and polite. Something changed in him recently. Now he eats corpses. Arsé-kun: Raph: Not to be rude or anything, but do all of you mages have unresolved issues or something? Sheepy: Maxi: Mint doesn't. Arsé-kun: Raph: Meril's about to have more if Misyr gets any madder. Sheepy: *Misyr fires off a warning shot! Rather than retreating, Meril gores him!* Arsé-kun: Raph: ............ Point made. *sigh* I'll go heal him, don't worry. Sheepy: Maxi: E-eh?! Arsé-kun: *Raph heads out and immediately focuses on healing Misyr* Sheepy: *Misyr is grimacing from the pain, but he also looks ready to fight for real now.* Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't move. That's another merlin. Don't do anything Merlin wouldn't like. Sheepy: Misyr: Merlin or not, he chewed on me and gored me! Arsé-kun: Raph: Let him survive you at LEAST! Sheepy: *Meril grabs one of Misyr's sleeves in his teeth and starts chewing again* Arsé-kun: Raph: Oi! Sheepy: Misyr: That hurts!! Sheepy: *Meril pauses to lift his head up and stare at Raph* Sheepy: *Misyr immediately creates distance and rejoins Raph, hiding behind him* Arsé-kun: Raph: Hi, buddy. Hello. Aren't you a big guy? Sheepy: Meril:.............. *He hesitantly approaches Raph* Arsé-kun: *Raph slowly holds a hand out. Hello!* Sheepy: *Despite apparently having the tendency to eat corpses, Meril moves gracefully and is the embodiment of elegance. He'd be such a great deer if he didn't eat roadkill.* Sheepy: *Meril sniffs at his hand* Arsé-kun: *he's also super pretty if not for the gore* Sheepy: *The red of Misyr's blood is standing out heavily on his white fur.* Arsé-kun: *Do he know this smelly smell? Has he smelled this smell before?* Sheepy: *He has! He lets out a gentle grunt.* Arsé-kun: *Raph pats his nose. Good deer.* Sheepy: Misyr:....How come he's all gentle with you, but with me, he treats me like a chew toy? Arsé-kun: Raph: No idea. I'm clearly god's gift to the worl- No, I can't. That's too heretical even for me. Sheepy: Misyr: He's a jerk. Sheepy: *Meril nudges Raph gently* Arsé-kun: Raph: Yes? Do you want something? Sheepy: Maxi: Sorry, I think he's hungry. Arsé-kun: Raph: That would explain a lot. Thanks for the tip. Arsé-kun: *raph goes digging in his pockets* Sheepy: Maxi: He didn't used to be like this...... Sheepy: Maxi: Did the tree do this to him...? Sheepy: *Meril watches Raph carefully* Arsé-kun: *Raph pulls out a pack of peanuts he got from the bar inside and opens it for Meril* Sheepy: *Meril gently takes some peanuts out of his hand and begins chewing* Sheepy: Maxi: Will isolation drive people to eating roadkill...? Sheepy: Misyr: I'm not roadkill and he was eating me! Arsé-kun: Raph: Isolation makes people do weird things. Sheepy: Maxi: Meril, if you want food, you can knock. Please don't pester people. Sheepy: Meril: *He silently takes another bite of peanuts* Sheepy: Maxi: Sorry about his behavior. He used to be better than this. Sheepy rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 20 Sheepy: *Mint appears right on top of Meril's back!* Arsé-kun: Raph: Good evening. Your... Grandfather? Gored a man. Sheepy: Mint: He's my grandfather's grandfather. Sheepy: Mint: Whoever was gored was at fault. Sheepy: Misyr: Why is it my fault...? Sheepy: Mint: You must have frightened him. He's usually very kind and gentle. He just has the unfortunate habit of eating roadkill. Arsé-kun: Raph: And Misyr, apparently. Sheepy: Mint: Meril never eats any live people. Sheepy: Mint: Have you considered checking your pulse? Sheepy: Misyr: *He holds up his gnawed on sleeve* This is part of me...! Sheepy: Mint: He wouldn't know that. Arsé-kun: *Raph's thoughts on the matter are [OMITTED], and anyway,* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: *bouncing over as a fluffball as usual* I just flew in and boy my arms are tired, mrrap! Sheepy: *Meril stares at Mewlin, still chewing on peanuts* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Gramps, what are you doing out here? Sheepy: Maxi: Looking for food, apparently. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Gramps, you don't come into the city!! You already cause enough accidents! Sheepy: *Meril lowers his head, looking embarrassed* Arsé-kun: *Mewlin rubs up against Maxi. hi great gramps!* Sheepy: Maxi: Good to see you, Mewlin! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Nyello! I'm hewe to wrangle Gramps and bwess eveyone! Sheepy: Maxi: Thank you for doing that. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: You'we welcome! Sheepy: Mint: Him goring Misyr reminds me of a recent incident where he hunted down and gored someone. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin puts a single paw on Maxi. you are Blessed. He ignores mint* Sheepy: Mint: It took longer to get the hunter off of his antlers than it did to get the buckshot out of his body. Sheepy: Mint: It took longer to get the hunter off of his antlers than it did to get the buckshot out of his body. Arsé-kun: Raph: Yeesh. Just how stuck on was the guy? Sheepy: Mint: Very much so. I keep telling Meril that he should not bring home his dinner, but he keeps choosing to do so anyway. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin approaches Misyr. hewwo.* Sheepy: Misyr: It's you. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: It's me. hewwwwooo. Sheepy: Misyr: How are you doing? Arsé-kun: Mewlin:: I'm okay. Are you?? Sheepy: Misyr: Of course! (Lie) Sheepy: Misyr: Never been better. Ahahahaha! (Lie) Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Then you don't need a bwessing and you're not getting one! (Lie) Sheepy: Misyr: Ahh, such is the fate of this Demon King. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin blesses him anyway. he WAS lying! wow!* Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha. Don't you know lying is wrong? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: no, mrow. I'm a cat. Sheepy: Misyr: Then how is Mint human? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: By not being a cat. Sheepy: Misyr: You're not very helpful, are you? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: It's true, meow. He's not a cat. He could be if he wanted to! Sheepy: Mint: Genetically, I am closer to being a deer than I am to being a cat. After all, changes to the body, such as docking a dog's tail or cutting one's hair, does not affect one's genetic makeup. Unlike Mewlin, however, Meril was born part deer due to- Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Satyr. Anyway! Sheepy: Misyr: This family really is a mess...... Arsé-kun: Mewlin: We also gots fae, double cambion, trans, and you! Sheepy: Misyr: .....Choo chooooo~ Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Not train! Sheepy: Misyr: Trans............... Sheepy: Misyr: Maybe a bicycle? Arsé-kun: Raph: I'll explain to you later. Sheepy: Misyr: There's so many things I've never heard of before. Sheepy: Misyr: Like televisions... Sheepy: Misyr: When you hit a button, people appear on the screen! Arsé-kun: *Mewlin pauses mid-blessing people to just stare at him* Sheepy: Misyr: Raph showed me one recently. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: tvs are cool but do you know about vr yet? Sheepy: Misyr:....Vee-arr? Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't. You'll blow his mind. He hasn't even caught up on tvs as is. Sheepy: Misyr:? Sheepy: Misyr: .....I know what it is. Arsé-kun: Raph: Don't say little people behind a screen. Sheepy: Misyr: There's no people nor screens involved in VR. Don't try to trick me. Arsé-kun: Raph: Then what do you think it is? Sheepy: Misyr: You put cold food in, it goes veeeee-arrrrrr ding-ding-ding! And then the food pops out warm! *Confidence 1000* Arsé-kun: *raph puts his hand over his mouth and squeezes his eyes shut in a brave attempt to not laugh at misyr* Sheepy: Misyr:....What? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: that's a microwave, nya Sheepy: Misyr: ...... Sheepy: Misyr: Maybe that's one of its names. Sheepy: Misyr: Not everything has just one name. Arsé-kun: *number of times raph has had to explain to someone what a microwave is: a lot. he's not doing it again.* Sheepy: Mint: VR - or Virtual Reality - is the name commonly used for games or software that can be interacted with while wearing a headpiece that allows you to see as though you are in the game. Simply, it is like wearing a television on your head. ... Is that really the best way to describe it...? Sheepy: Misyr: Why would you want to wear a television on your head? Sheepy: Misyr: Games are meant to be played to relax or stimulate the mind. Nobody can focus with a television on their head. Sheepy: Mint:..."Want"... Sheepy: Mint:........I cannot answer that. What motivates "want"...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: *standing there with like 5 shopping bags and a lot of confusion* What's going on out here?? Sheepy: Misyr: I got chewed on and gored by a deer. Did you know people wear televisions on their head? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Like a vr headset? That's more like funky goggles though. Sheepy: Misyr: VR. Sheepy: Mint: What inside of me drives me to wear a television on my head...? What is my motivation? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: It was to experience what vr was like and record data, because you'we a nerd who doesn't play with me. Sheepy: Mint:...It was sickening. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Motion siwkness isn't a jowk! Sheepy: Mint: It wasn't. Sheepy: Mint: I felt nauseous for a while. Sheepy: Misyr: So VR makes you nauseous. Sheepy: Misyr: No surprise. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: It's bepaws you took yowr glasses off. Sheepy: Mint: I know. Sheepy: Misyr: Hey, so... Sheepy: Misyr: Why do you need a television on your head to date guys? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ?????? Sheepy: Misyr: Video games are about dating men, aren't they? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: yew weally don't know anything. Sheepy: Misyr: Not true. Sheepy: Misyr: I bought Il his Nintendo and his first game. Sheepy: Misyr: He asked what love was, and it looked like it was about love, so I gave it to him. Sheepy: Misyr: He liked it, so I clearly know something. Arsé-kun: Raph: You got that one completely correct. Sheepy: Misyr: You see? I know things. Sheepy: Misyr: You know, there's communities on the phone. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa, you sound incredibly old right now. Sheepy: Misyr:...Urk. Sheepy: Misyr: Well, I post on Reddit. Sheepy: Misyr: That makes me seem young, right? Arsé-kun: Raph: You're not even close to old, don't worry! ^^ Sheepy: Misyr: You see? I'm not old! Sheepy: Misyr: I like going on Reddit and lying! Sheepy: Maxi: You said lying was wrong a few minutes ago. Sheepy: Misyr: I lied. Arsé-kun: Raph: Who could've expected that! Arsé-kun: *Merlin has put his bags down and goes to pet Meril. hello? hello??* Sheepy: Misyr: I just post totally false information but make it convincing enough that people believe it. Sheepy: Misyr: You should try it. Sheepy: Meril: *He sniffs Merlin* Sheepy: Mint:....I could never willingly spread misinformation. Sheepy: Mint: I want to understand why you choose to do this. Sheepy: Mint: Tell me everything. Sheepy: Misyr: Because it's fun. Sheepy: *Meril gently nuzzles Merlin with his snout* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hi, Grampa Meril! Sheepy: Meril: *grunt* Arsé-kun: Merlin: *grunt* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Minty Fresh, how long does Gramps have before he gets launched? Sheepy: Mint:.....Three. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Three? Thrwee what? Minutes? Seconds? Sheepy: Mint: Two. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Hey, have you guys ever seen a deer fly? Do you want to? You'we about to! Sheepy: Mint: O-- *Meril suddenly launches backwards. Mint falls off.* Sheepy: Misyr:?! Sheepy: Mint: This is terrible. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: We hawe liftoff! Sheepy: Mint: He was so distracted that he never got his roadkill. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: I could go hunting! Sheepy: Mint: We could buy meat at the store. Sheepy: Mint: It's strange. Deer are vegetarians. So is Meril. Sheepy: Mint: Yet, sometimes he becomes a deer and hunts for meat. Arsé-kun: Raph: Maybe he needs something in his diet? Sheepy: Mint:......You're right. Sheepy: Mint: He doesn't include high protein matter like tofu usually. Sheepy: Mint: Meat is high in protein. Arsé-kun: Raph: There's alternatives. Probably. Sheepy: Mint: Beans, nuts.... Sheepy: Mint: Certain sauces add nutritional value, too. Sheepy: Mint:.....I know just what to do. Sheepy: Mint: Take a sample of his blood to see what he is lacking. Sheepy: Mint: Speaking of blood samples... Sheepy: Mint: Misyr- Sheepy: Misyr: Absolutely not! Arsé-kun: Raph: I'd also be interested in seeing that sample if he's okay with that. Sheepy: Mint: I thought you already took his blood. Arsé-kun: Raph: I meant Meril. I'm legally not allowed to share data from Misyr's. Sheepy: Mint:...We can't trade data? Arsé-kun: Raph: Not that data, no. I've got loads else but not that. Sheepy: Mint: However, I am not one to withhold information. If I receive a blood sample from him, I will share it with you. Sheepy: Misyr: What if he says no to the blood sample? Sheepy: Mint:.............? Sheepy: Mint:............. Sheepy: Mint: It would complicate things. Sheepy: Mint: What a concerning thought... Arsé-kun: *Mewlin seats himself on Misyr's foot. cat* Sheepy: Misyr: I'm sure there's a better spot for you than that. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Nyeh. Sheepy: Misyr: If there's not, go for the second best place... Sheepy: *Misyr starts floating like he usually does* Arsé-kun: *Mewlin thinks for a moment before jumping onto Misyr anyway* Sheepy: Misyr: I'm not a seat...! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Why not? Sheepy: Misyr: Because I'm a proud demon lord. Sheepy: Misyr: That's enough of a reason, I think. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Hmmm! *doesn't move* Sheepy: Misyr: How would you feel if I sat on you? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Not like this you wouldn't! Sheepy: Misyr: I'm evil. Sheepy: Misyr: I would. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin shifts to human form right there on Misyr. >:3* Sheepy: *Misyr immediately falls* Sheepy: Misyr: Yowch!! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: You're not the only evil one, Misyr. :3 Sheepy: Misyr: You're mean, you know that? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: I know, thanks! Sheepy: Misyr: *He pulls himsekf out from under Mewlin and hides behind Raph* Sheepy: Misyr:....So cruel. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin just smiles at him. fucking cat.* Sheepy: Mint: If you want to stand up, just shove him off. Sheepy: Misyr: Will do. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Are we gonna stand here all evening? Sheepy: Misyr: No. Did you want to go home? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not yet... Sheepy: Misyr:....? Sheepy: Misyr: Well, let me know. Arsé-kun: *Merlin's pulled out his phone and started typing notes.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa Maxi, I said I'd paint for you earlier, but what should I do? Arsé-kun: Merlin: and please don't say cars. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ..... You're going to say cars, aren't you. Sheepy: Maxi: I like tinkering with things like watches and clocks. Unfortunately, I can't show any of my works within the casino. Sheepy: Maxi: It is actively detrimental to the health of my business to put anything inside of it that implies the passage of time. Sheepy: Misyr: Sheesh, taking advantage of people like that... You're a bad man, aren't you. Sheepy: Maxi:....Sorry, but it's just the kind of business I run... Arsé-kun: Merlin: *taking notes* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa Misyr, what about you? Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? What do I like? Sheepy: Misyr: Well, what d'you think I like? Ehehehe. Arsé-kun: *Merlin looks at Raph for a moment before looking back* Sheepy: Misyr:.... Sheepy: Misyr: I like Sherlock Holmes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Eugh... Depicting him without a license? Debt forever. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Actually, I have an idea already. Never mind! Sheepy: Misyr: Is it really so expensive? Would Dr. Watson do that? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Not taking the risk! Sheepy: Mint: You will find Meril's interests difficult. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .......... it's cars, isn't it? Sheepy: Mint: He likes cars. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I would rather get hit by one than paint one. Sheepy: Mint: He can set this up for you. He has caused many, many car accidents. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ugh. I'll ask him later. What about you, Grampa Mint? Sheepy: Mint:....What about me would you like to know? Sheepy: Mint: I am 6'4" and have white hair. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I mean what you like, Grampa. Sheepy: Mint: "Like"...? What I like....? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yep! I want to know about you this time! Tell me less than everything! Sheepy: Mint: I don't understand... I don't understand... What in me drives me to like something...?! What does it feel like?! Sheepy: *Mint has begun to panic.* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Oh, not this again! Sheepy: Misyr: He likes drawing blood amd jabbing you with needles without permission. Sheepy: Mint:...W..what? ... I...? *He shakily pulls out a mostly blank book and starts messily scrawling something* I... I like.. ... drawing blood and jabbing people with needles. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Mint, you really need to learn when someone's joking!! Sheepy: Mint:...Joking...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: The King of Lies strikes again. Sheepy: Mint: *He scratches out what he wrote* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: The only one I'll say with certainty is that you like cats! I mean, you devised your own anti-allergy spell just to pet one! The rest is on you! Sheepy: Mint: Do I...? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: I hope so! Sheepy: Mint:....*He writes that down* Sheepy: Mint: Thank you. I must like... cats. Arsé-kun: Raph: Is it that hard for you to determine that? Sheepy: Mint: If he says I like cats, it must mean I like cats. Sheepy: Mint:...But I don't understand it. Arsé-kun: Raph: *who is already an expert at dealing with robotic mental capacity* Let's try this another way. Sheepy: Mint:....? Arsé-kun: Raph: If we sort everything into "I do not want to engage with this" or "I am willing to engage with this", we're only going to be talking about the latter. Wanting is subjective, but any reasoning can apply. Sheepy: Mint:......... Sheepy: Mint: There is nothing that does not fit into the second choice. Sheepy: Mint: I am willing to try anything. Arsé-kun: Raph: Then lets narrow it down some more. Lets take "I only do this because I have to" and "I only do this because I get prompted to by others" out of the equation. Sheepy: Mint:...... Sheepy: Mint: *thinking* Sheepy: Mint: I see no point in engaging in activities that I have already explored every facet of. Arsé-kun: Raph: So you rather try new things rather than repeat something? Sheepy: Mint: Yes. Sheepy: Mint: I will only return to an activity if I believe there is new information to be gleaned from it or I am asked to do so. Arsé-kun: Raph: Since that sounds like a personal preference, I think we can safely conclude that you do like trying new things. Sheepy: Mint: I like... trying new things. *He writes that down* Sheepy: Mint: Interesting. Sheepy: Mint: You are very knowledgeable. Arsé-kun: Raph: Thank you. Doing this kind of thing is my job. Sheepy: Mint: What is your job? *He swaps books* Arsé-kun: Raph: A lot, but the main two are therapist and doctor, and [md cuts off bc he's talkin now] Sheepy: *Mint writes down everything* Arsé-kun: *Merlin's also writing. he got an idea* Sheepy: Mint:....Tell me more about you. Arsé-kun: *Raph cheerfully does so anyway* Sheepy: *Mint listens closely. So does Misyr.* Arsé-kun: *Stuff they learn: Raph likes harmless practical jokes and shenanigans, he's got a tattoo, and he has a second set of wings (but he doesn't show that off)* Sheepy: Misyr: You've got a tattoo? Arsé-kun: *raph rolls up his sleeve. the tattoo's lil heartbeat with a heart on it* Sheepy: Misyr: Oooohhh! So you do! Sheepy: Misyr: I don't have any! Arsé-kun: Raph: Why not? *he's joking* Sheepy: Misyr: Noodles are spooky! Sheepy: Misyr:....Needles, needles. Arsé-kun: Raph: *snnrrkk* Sheepy: Misyr: Even demon lords make silly mistakes. Sheepy: Maxi:...By the way, I've been wondering. Why do you refer to yourself as a demon lord when you aren't a demon? Sheepy: Mint: He is not just a demon lord. He is a demon king. Arsé-kun: Raph: It's fitting and it sounds cool. Does it need more? Sheepy: Maxi: Isn't it, ummm... Sheepy: Maxi: Lying? Arsé-kun: Raph: The lying demon king? Lying? In this economy? Sheepy: Maxi: Isn't lying wrong? Arsé-kun: Raph: Yes until it's him, says the lying demon king, probably lying. Sheepy: Maxi: He was pretty serious about me being honest... Arsé-kun: Raph: Hypocrite that he is. Sheepy: Maxi: He was honest, too! Arsé-kun: Raph: Incredible. Sheepy: Misyr: I've got great reasons to lie, Raph. That's why I can maintain my lying demon king title. Arsé-kun: Raph: You do. I can't deny that. Sheepy: Maxi: Even so... Arsé-kun: Raph: Little Misyr things. Sheepy: Maxi: He should try not to do it. Sheepy: Misyr: Too late. It's my thing now. Arsé-kun: *Merlin is trying to get info from Mewlin in the bg* Sheepy: Misyr: I'm a real evil guy. I'll cover this world in darkness and chaos. Sheepy: Misyr: I'll lie and cheat my way to accomplishing my goals. Sheepy: Maxi: You shouldn't do such things. Bad things happen to people who abuse their powers. You told me that yourself. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm not afraid of being locked away. I'll do as I please. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha. Arsé-kun: Raph: ... I'd tell you, bud, but I don't think I'd be allowed to. Sheepy: Maxi: ...Why am I the only interested party left out of the loop? Why am I the only one getting shoved away? I really don't understand what I did... Why show up here to tell me you want nothing to do with me and refuse to elaborate further...? Arsé-kun: *raph also looks to misyr. why?* Sheepy: Misyr: Because it's what evil people do. They take someone, be nice to them, make them feel cozy, and then rip away the support they'd come to expect. Arsé-kun: Raph: Do that to me and you're not surviving it c: Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahahaha! Killing me isn't a task most can accomplish. Sheepy: Misyr: It comes with the final boss status. Arsé-kun: Raph: Sassy response about that. Sheepy: *Maxi now looks mad. He's trying to keep it in. He really is!* Sheepy: Maxi:....So you threw me away and replaced me with the newest Merlin... but you intend to do the same to him, don't you? Arsé-kun: Merlin: ? Sheepy: Maxi: You don't know? He and I were very close... until he broke his promise to me and disappeared. Now he hates me, but treats you as he used to treat me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I only know what I'm told about. Sheepy: Maxi: I see... Sorry. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But what IS up with that, Grampa? Why him? Sheepy: Misyr:...... Sheepy: Misyr: Because I'm evil. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What is this, the wizard no-tell teaching strat? Sheepy: Misyr: Hmmm? If you want it to be. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Can you be a jerk to him when it's not at his house? Sheepy: Misyr: Hmmm? It just seemed like a convenient place to find him. I hear he mainly stays inside, after all. Arsé-kun: Merlin: :I Sheepy: Misyr: Or is that a request to go home? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why'd you invite me here if you're gonna be a meanie?? Sheepy: Misyr:... Sheepy: Misyr: Mmmm... Well, you don't get to see him much, right? It seemed like a win-win. Sheepy: Misyr: You had fun otherwise, didn't you? Sheepy: Misyr: You got along well with him, yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yes? Sheepy: Misyr: So it was a good thing to bring you along. A win-win. Arsé-kun: *Merlin squints* Sheepy: Maxi: Your logic just doesn't make any sense... Sheepy: Misyr: Maybe not to you, but that's because you're just a bad man. Not evil. Arsé-kun: Raph: Can you please just explain why you're being like this in a way Noah would understand? Sheepy: Misyr: Noah would understand better than anyone. Arsé-kun: Raph: Can you explain in a way Il would understand then? Sheepy: Misyr: Il...... Sheepy: Misyr: Might also understand it better than you could. Arsé-kun: Raph: You have somehow told me less. Sheepy: Misyr: Mmmm................ Sheepy: Misyr: What do we three have in common? Arsé-kun: Raph: Am I allowed to answer that publically? Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahahaha. What do you think? Arsé-kun: Raph: A tendency to nuke first and ask later? Sheepy: Misyr: ....Do I really? Arsé-kun: Raph: You're the best out of the three about it. Sheepy: Misyr: Name one time I've ever attacked anyone. Arsé-kun: Raph: almost blasting a deer into space like an hour ago? Sheepy: Misyr: I never attacked him.... Sheepy: Misyr: Do you think I'm that bad of a shot that I'd miss at point blank range? Arsé-kun: Raph: Considering you were being gored, it's possible? ^^; Sheepy: Misyr: He gored me because I sent out a warning shot. Arsé-kun: Raph: ah. Arsé-kun: Raph: Then I've got nothing you'd let me say in public. Sheepy: Misyr: Yeah. Arsé-kun: *mewlin has vanished into the nearby bushes. he's still a dude and very visible. man,* Sheepy: *Mint is leaving.* Arsé-kun: *Merlin bounces back over to Maxi* Sheepy: Maxi: Yes? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I had fun today! Thank you, Grampa Maxi! Sheepy: Maxi: Oh...! I'm glad! I had fun, too! Sheepy: *Maxi's expression brightens some.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: If this isn't too far, maybe I'll come back soon! Sheepy: Maxi: I'd really like that! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay! (owo)b Arsé-kun: *Merlin hugs Maxi!* Sheepy: *Maxi hugs him back* Arsé-kun: *yaaaay* Arsé-kun: Raph: *checking the time* Misyr, how's your timer? Sheepy: *Misyr checks his pocketwatch* Arsé-kun: *He's got plenty of time* Arsé-kun: Raph: Oh, great!

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Watching the Rise of the Titans movie and I'll be documenting all of my thoughts/reactions here. [Spoiler Warning]

So instead of reblogging every new update, I'm just going to have this post up on my phone as I watch and type my reactions in a bullet list format.

Nari's human disguise is so cute. As someone who does have a cottagecore aesthetic, I want to cosplay her so bad

Are Skrael and/or Belroc non-binary coded? Regardless, I'm also obsessed and I want to fuck Skrael and be Belroc.

STEVE CARING ABOUT JIM BEING HURT YESSSS!!! My god his redemption has probably been one of the greatest there is because he doesn't just suddenly go from being a bully to a completely good person. You can see the gradual shift in learning better throughout the shows which is awesome.

IN NEW YOOOOOOORRRRRRRK!!!!!! CONCRETE JUNGLE WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!

The mugshot montage reminded me of season 1 of trollhunters when toby and Jim were arrested at the museum.

STRICKLER PUT A RING ON IT??? HE'S THE ONLY DILF IVE EVER ACTUALLY AGREED WAS HOT WYM I CAN'T HAVE HIM??? well I'm still really happy about his arc over the series probably one of my favorite character growths.

Eli my guy got his growth spurt!!! As an 18 year old who is still 5'0", I'm happy but envious for him

So I went into this movie without watching any trailers or promo, but I doubt anything could have prepared me for the existence of mpreg. In fact, I wasn't going to document my reactions until I saw that.

NAMURA!!!!!!!!! MY BELOVED!!!!!! I CAN STILL THIRST FOR YOU WITHOUT GUILT

The coach teacher just called the kids zoomers so I have to dock one point from my final rating just because of that. Unforgivable

Those husky animation models suck lmao

Oh fuck the titans got power ranger zords!!

God why did they include the mpreg??? This movie would have been perfect without it.... After that plot point being revisited only one time I'm already beyond done with it

Like it's bringing me back to the v*ltron days where they're was a suspiciously high amount of klance omegaverse and mpreg fics and art created and it physically hurts because Steve and Keith's voice actor is the same person meaning this is especially cursed to me since I was unfortunately in the v*ltron fandom and remember all of that

But like on another note, how old are these characters again??? I haven't checked any wikis because of spoilers but is Steve an adult??? I know aja might be technically a lot older than 18 because alien but is whatever age she is equivalent to an adult as far as emotionally and physically in Akaridion development??? IS THIS A TEEN (M)PREGNANCY IN A KIDS SHOW????

Like bruh I saw a singular post on here before going into the movie that was like "rott spoilers without context" and there was a pregnant belly but I was absolutely not expecting the actual context of it. I'll find the post after I finish and edit this post to tag the creator right here: @makoden

This entire post is just gonna be me ranting about mpreg huh

Anyway I love the whole roundtable allusion to the legends of king arthur (not the toa version but the one he's based off)

THERE'S 3 TO 5 BABIES????? I need to take a break bruh this is just too much

Alright I've taken a 30 minute break got some food and did some things i love (decompressed by tactile stimming with some owl plushies and watched some videos on my favorite owl, Garu. He lives in Japan with his owner and is a domesticated eagle owl who basically just acts like a sky cat. If anyone else needs some eye bleach, here is their YouTube channel)

Blinky and ARRRGHHH!!! saying their "if one of us doesn't make it" talk my god one of them is going to die I can see it and I will be utterly crushed. Jim can't lose another father figure and Toby can't lose his wingman again I will riot if this happens

On a similar but unrelated to the movie note, can we just talk about how toa started with Jim having 0 dads and (if strickler and blinky live to the end) will end with 2 dads? Like I just really feel happy for him that he has two dads who actually figured out how to put the past behind them to not have any infighting between them so that both of them are healthy father figures. Jim has already been through literal hell and back losing his actual humanity in the process so if he loses one of them, I'm going to be really pissed because at this point, this is just Jim torture porn. Y'all know how as SpongeBob SquarePants went on, the show just became Squidward torture porn? It's starting to feel that way for toa and I really hope they cut the shit by the ending

Jlaire is such a good ship but like I feel like it's too perfect they never disagree with each other

YESSSSSSS Someone finally doesn't treat toby like a fat waste of space who messes stuff up!!! I think out of all the characters that would have been most deserving of a rewrite, it's Toby. Sometimes I just feel he's only comic relief and any heartfelt moments he's had in the series was also born of stupidity (ie his flour baby project being unharmed was seen by him as divine intervention from his parents but was actually just Eli and Steve behind the scenes).

Ohhhhh yesssssss Archie's father!!! I was hoping I'd see him again because we got so little of him last

Ooooooooooh Asian trollmarket!!!!!

Oh never mind slavery trollmarket

Bruh titanic camelot

I feel like we're not seeing enough of the villains because I completely forgot about the power ranger zord things

NAMORA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MY LAST CRUSHHHH

STRICKLER NO NOT YOU TOO PLEASE

WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE ONLY TWO CHARACTERS I SIMP FOR ON THIS SHOW DIED WITHIN FIVE MINUTES OF EACH OTHER

THAT WHOLE ASS RANT I WROTE IS COMING TRUE FUCK THIS MOVIE THIS SERIES IS JUST JIM TORTURE PORN

WAIT JIM'S SPERM DONOR INFO?

Oh thank God I don't want to know anything about that person

For the record, I call that man Jim's sperm donor because he has no business being called a father to him. All he did was donate some swimmers to the creation of him and give him abandonment issues

Oh another blind troll elder???? This fucker is just if vendel was a bad guy

Bruh I was grieving

PACIFIC RIM WITH GUN ROBOT VEX AND THE BELROCZORD? I've never seen that movie but I know the reference

Bruh Blinky doesn't read horoscopes? Does he realize conspiracy theories are just the manly version of horoscopes?

NO DON'T KILL VEX STOP KO-ING FOUND FAMILY MEMBERS

Oh thank God he's okay

NO NOT ARCHIE AND CHARLEMAGNE OH MY GOD

oh never mind they're just gonna coup de tat I believe in them :))

But I want to see him again

But I'm glad to see vex

Yay they're in arcadia!

But yeah I wondered why the trolls and Merlin didn't keep the whole "daylight doesn't hurt trolls" feature from the eternal night but now Guillermo del Toro I see you were playing the long con in that just to kill my girl Namora :(((

Oooooh I love the animation of the Narizord over Chihuahua!! It looks very good and realistic (if only they could have put some of that into those huskies from before smh)

Bruh the character designs of the arcane order are so good I want to be them

Nari making sure the Skraelzord doesn't crush the bus

DAMN DOUBLE HOMICIDE

Bruh I'm just glad we finally have an answer on why arcadia had everything going on as opposed to literally anywhere else!! I always found that as a weird coincidence for plot convince.

BRUH WERE BACK TO THE MPREG IM SO JEALOUS I FORGOT ABOUT THAT EVEN THOUGH IT WAS BECAUSE I WAS GRIEVING THE LOSS OF MY LOVELIES.

Oh that's real convenient that the ninth configuration meant all of them. Way to not decide which character gets more attention. Though it probably was a smart way to not have any infighting in the fandom between each character's stan group.

Bruh I just realized where is Barbera did they just ditch her on the Camelot ship???

And where are the other trolls that migrated at the end of trollhunters s3? They said something about new jersey but obviously Jim and the other main characters got on Camelot instead.... This feels like a plot hole

And we never learned the process of how changelings are made and bonded to humans and stuff. We just know it's super painful but I'm curious ffs!!!!

THE DONT THINK BECOME HERO SPEECH ALL SAID TOGETHER!!!

BRUH THEY REALLY HAD TO SHOW HIM GIVING BIRTH??????? WAS THAT AN ABSOLUTE MUST??????

Plus the main audience for this series is little children (the rating for the movie is literally TV-Y7) so even though my adult ass is not in the target audience, I STILL DONT UNDERSTAND WHY WOULD MPREG AND ANAL BIRTH WOULD BE AN IMPORTANT THING TO 7 YEAR OLDS???? THIS IS A LITERAL FETISH HIDDEN IN KIDS CONTENT ITS ELSAGATE ALL OVER AGAIN Y'ALL 😭😭😭😭😭

Though it's probably hypocritical of me to think fetishes don't belong in kids tv when I've openly admitted to thirsting for strickler and namora

HUZZAH

NEW AMULET WAZ GOOD????

STAB THAT BITCH JIM

WAIT NO I SAID STAB NOT GET STABBED

Alright good job just missed the directions at first but you fixed it

SEVEN KIDS?????????

T O B Y ????????????

W A I T NO

N O

IS HE ACTUALLY

OH MY GOD THERE'S HOPE

NO THERE ISN'T

F U C K THIS SHIT THEY REALLY JUST HAD HIM TO BE BULLIED THEN KILLED

Y'ALL IM ACTUALLY CRYING THIS NEVER HAPPENS

I NEVER ACTUALLY GET SO EMOTIONAL OVER MEDIA THAT I CRY IT ONLY HAPPENED ONCE AT THE END OF VOLTRON BUT AHHHHHHHH

W A I T

HE'S GONNA BE BROUGHT BACK?????

HOLD UP THEY'RE JUST GONNA BRING ALL THOSE DEAD PEOPLE BACK??????

WAIT IS HE

BLINKY CALLED HIM A SON

HOLD ON IS THIS GOING TO BE A CLIFFHANGER???????????

BRUH THEY REALLY JUST CAN'T END THE SERIES WITHOUT CLIFFHANGERS like there's always an open ending

TROLLHUNTER TOBY????? You know what forget the whole rants I had on how toby was written they just redeemed it all

And that's all! I'd rate it a 6.5/10 because it's definitely the weakest of all the sequels but still had amazing animation and some good plot points. It's just really hard to look over the bad stuff enough to rate it any higher.

[nobutfredweasleytho]

YOU JUST DON’T LISTEN(F.W)

Summary: Fred’s ex girlfriend writes him a letter to explain the how him using her wrecked her emotionally.

Warnings: angst, like a lot of angst, depressed Y/N, mentions of self doubt, a little swearing, mentions of parents not loving correctly, used reader. Let me know if I missed anything.

A/N: Major thank you to Gabriella @onlyfreds for being an amazing person and encouraging me to write whatever this mess is. I am forever grateful to you

(The font is terrible Im sorry im just getting used to working on tumblr)

Fred Weasley checked the muggle clock on his nightstand. 10:30 AM. His mom will call him for breakfast anytime now. He has been awake for quite some time if he can even count the 30 minutes he tried to sleep but couldn’t, not when every time he tries to close his eyes his mind and eventually dreams are clouded by her. By the last time he looked at her, how devastated she looked, How her face was wet from her tears and her eyes bloodshot red, but the thing Fred will never be able to forget is her voice. How raw and vulnerable she sounded while saying the most horrible thing’s anyone has ever said to him, but he can’t blame her, he has no one to blame but himself because in the end it was he who caused all of this and now its come to bite him in the ass. He hears the door open and his twin brother George enters.

“Mom says breakfast is ready and she wants you downstairs. She says she’ll drag you herself if you don’t show up again today.”

“Tell her I’m not hungry and I’ll come grab a bite later.” I really don’t feel like being surrounded by other people right now. Not in this pathetic state I’m in. Besides it will take me willpower I don’t have to not hex Ron into oblivion.

“Well she will not take no for an answer and I wont either. What’s done is done now and you’ll have to face the world someday so start with your own family because everyone down there is worried sick about you and the least you can do is show your face once in a while so they know you haven’t died of starvation or sleep deprivation.” George has worry written all over him and I’m sure the rest of the family has it too. I feel even more like shit for worrying them.

“Fine. But I come back here if she is mentioned are we clear?”

“We weren’t gonna mention Y/N anyway now lets go moms worried sick for your dumbass.”

Breakfast was going smoothly with Ginny and Ron being exited for Quidditch season, Harry and Bill discussing the unfortunate events of the Triwizard tournament last year, dad asking Hermione about a rubber duck whatever that is, but the most shocking thing is mom asking me and George about the joke shop products. George is doing most of the talking but still the fact that shes even asking is awesome. I was finally feeling peaceful this whole winter break until I heard a hoot outside the window.

“I thought it was Tuesday but since mail is here does it mean its Friday already? Oh how fast time is going.

“No Arthur honey you are right it is Tuesday, Bill or George can one of you see if that owl has the owners name attached to it and bring whatever letter he has here to see who is it for.”

Bill got up from his seat and went to the window next to the countertop to look at the mystery owl. “Do we even know a Y/N Y/L/N?”

The room went quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the owls hoot asking for its treat. Bill seemed not to realise this as he took the letter from the owl, gave him a treat and sent it on its way.

“To Fred Weasley from Y/N Y/L/N… Who’s Y/N is she the girl you’ve been crying over this whole time huh Freddie?” Bill chuckled but I just grabbed the letter. I had no time to even be mad at him because once again my mind fogs up with only her. I couldn’t help but feel relieved and the happiest I felt in a long time. She has forgiven me. Y/N forgave me. That has to be it. Why else would she send me a letter?

“I had a great time with you guys but there’s important matters for me to attend so I have to go to now. Thanks mom the breakfast was amazing as always.” And with that I sprinted towards my room, locked the door and examined the letter in my hands. It was a bunch of them in here. I went to mine and George’s worktable threw some papers that were on top of it to make room for these letters and carefully opened the envelope.

The first thing that I grabbed was a photo. It was a polaroid of me and Y/N on the Gryffindor common room. Happiness filled my heart when I started remembering this night. I looked at the back of the polaroid and surely enough there was a writing on it.

Fred and Yn on the Gryffindor common room at 1 AM the night she turned 17. Listening to ABBA’s “Dancing Queen”. Picture taken by major 3rd wheel George Weasley.

Tears filled my eyes when I remember this night. It was the night I looked at her the way I always should have. Not as a replacement of someone who didn’t care about me.

The next one was also a polaroid photograph but this one I don’t remember being taken. It’s a picture of Y/N teaching me how to play the guitar. I can make up that we are in her dorm but not more as the picture is taken in black and white. I look at the back and surely this one also has a writing on it but the handwriting doesn’t look familiar at all.

A drunken Y/N accompanied by a even drunker Fred trying to play the guitar in the middle of the night. If I fail my charms exam tomorrow I’m killing you both but right now you two look adorable. Picture taken by Cho Chang.

The third one is an actual letter. I chuckle looking at the handwriting. Always so precise and not even one line out of place. I always thought Y/Ns handwriting always contradicts her hot headed persona but it’s actually really cute. I start reading the letter and my heart stops.

Dear Freddie,

I can only imagine the shock that receiving a letter from me would cause you right now especially after our last conversation.

But I have a lot to get off of my chest and I wont be able to move on if I haven’t said it all. Call me a coward but I was really scared to ask you to meet me so I can say it in person, but maybe that’s what I have always been. A coward. A coward because I get scared when someone wants to enter my life, a coward because I hate trying new things at the expense of failing, a coward because I should be able to confront people who brought darkness and sadness to my life.

But one thing I will admit Fred Weasley is that I wasn’t a coward when It came to loving you. It was the first time that I let someone come into my life and heart the way you did, and it will probably be the last. Throughout our “relationship” if you can even call it that as it was more of you customizing me to be her, to be someone I’m not. But that’s why you even talked to me is it, because I reminded you of her.

The signs were right in front of me and I feel stupid enough not to have seen them. But I guess people are right when they say love is blind. Love is such a funny thing to me as the first time I experienced the right kind of love was through you. But that was me creating stuff in my head. You didn’t love me no, you loved the idea of me. But I loved you. I loved you more than anything or anyone I have ever loved, I loved everything about you. But you just don’t listen. You don’t listen to anyone around you. Not George, not your other siblings, not Lee or any of your other friends for that matter, not your professors, but most importantly you don’t listen to me.

You didn’t listen when I told you that the love my parents gave me was only because I reminded them of my brother, the love my old friends back home gave me was one of interest. Everywhere I go no matter who I talk to no one will love me for me. I came to accept that until I met you.

You were funny and crazy and brave and oh so gorgeous. You were basically everything I looked for in… well everything. In a friend or in a partner it doesn’t matter. I thought you saw me for who I am. A broken teenager with issues but that at the end of the day was deserving of love. Oh how wrong I have been but no more wrong than you. You knew this but you just didn’t listen.

That makes us both horrible people now does it. Me who thought you were some kind of savior or some kind of saint and selfishly wrapped myself around your love and you who used me because I remind you of your ex girlfriend who broke your heart. But mine is excused I feel like and yours isn’t.

You would have kept me going for who knows how long just so you can live your imaginations you had for someone else.

Did you think about her the first time we slept together?

Was I not enough for you Freddie?

Was I too clingy too soon?

Is it my hot temper that gets the best of me?

So many questions will be left unanswered on my end because frankly, I never want to speak of you again. Sure I am deprived of love but I will not take it if its not directed directly at me.

I still care about you and will continue to support you and George on whatever you set your mind into. I was waking through Diagon Alley last week and saw this little store with a “for sale” sign. It’s right in the middle of Diagon Alley. I hate how my first thought went that you would have loved it but I seem to do that a lot recently.

I’ll get dressed and think would Fred love this skirt or this shirt.

I start applying lipstick and I’ll think will Fred love this color.

I start eating and I’ll think does this look good enough that Fred would’ve stolen a piece of it when I’m talking to Ginny.

I don’t even know why I am telling you this. How pathetic I’ve become clinging into someone that doesn’t want me.

Anyway I’ve probably bored you enough with my ranting but I wouldn’t have been able to move on unless I said everything that felt heavy on my heart. I also attached some photos I thought you’d like to keep seeing as now you can see yourself with Kayla without having the burden to be near me.

Say hi to your siblings and Harry for me.

Have a nice life,

Y/N

[darthwheezely]

i walk the line - f.w. - 1

1950s american carnival! au

Summary: The Weasley Bros. Circus has always been a family affair...until they pick up a highly unusual girl with wicked talents...

Warnings: 1950s America and all the shit that comes with it, NSFW/SMUT MINORS NO INTERACTING :) , alcohol usage, cussing, tw violence (fights), carny folk, contortionist, language and desc of intense circus acts, clowns, sad boy George, GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF BULLYING IN THIS CHAPTER, angst

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“...welcome to our home!”

George listened as the crowd erupted before his father. He had always admired Arthur “Art” Weasley, for many a reason. The way he could walk in and command a room, the way he could silence an entire audience with a simple flick of his wrist of wave of his hand, the way his voice alone could stop his cries in the night, the way he would come up behind him when taking care of the animals was too much and say, “Georgie, go to sleep, son.” but most of all? The way his father noticed him.

Baltimore, Maryland. 1933.

George Weasley was on the run. Again. Charlie Dooley, a boy from his class, and his gang of (as Fred said) “chickenshit babies” had made it a habit of following George home from school and doing one of the following: a) chasing him on bikes, b) cornering him in the bathroom, or c) sprinting after him on foot.

Today, it had been on foot.

“C’mon monkey boy!” Charlie howled, the other boys closing in on him. George sprinted a quick right realizing he dropped his lunch box and thinking a violent but rapid mom’s gonna be so mad, oh no oh no-

George barreled down the street, his house in sight, tears stealing on his cheeks from the sheer speed and necessity to get home. His feet seemed to be operating without him knowing, his body throwing itself backwards and forwards with the blinding need to be home, to hug his dad and say he wasn’t going to school anymore, to ask his mom to stop packing bananas in his lunchbox even though it was his favorite snack because mom don’t you know they call me monkey boy-

“Thought you could really get away from us this time huh, Georgie boy?” Charlie had pinned him to the concrete, George’s heart screaming in his ears. He could barely register that his lip was bleeding, and that maybe if he focused on the sky, his eleven year old shrimp of a body wouldn’t feel-

Pow.

Isn’t that what superheroes say? Pow? Let’s think about superheroes, Georgie, Charlie doesn’t last long with punches anyway just keep lookin’ at the sky, he thought wildly before-

Pow.

Pow.

He vaguely felt his eyes roll back into his head, but he made a very clear rule to himself that he wouldn’t cry, Fred wouldn’t want him to cry, not that Fred was mean, Fred just hates seeing him cry-

Pow.

P-

And suddenly there was something off his body. He could hear punching noises but they were not aimed at George, but rather someone else. When he was able to open his eyes he saw his brother, Fred, landing blow after blow to Charlie Dooley, Charlie mewling under Fred.

“Touch my brother again, and I promise I won’t just break your nose next time, yeah?”

-

Art Weasley sat with his son George in the red chair in his caravan. It was George’s favorite chair, as he learned the word “red” from that chair and then equated “red” to his own hair.

Arthur had known his son would have it harder. It wasn’t his fault the boy was different, he loved him just the same for it if not slightly more so for the way he was a bit quieter, the way he listened and thought and thought and then wanted to make choices. The way he asked his mom if he could pack Fred’s lunches for school because only George knew Fred hated crunchy peanut butter sandwiches with white bread.

But more so for the way George wasn’t afraid to show love. To cry. To feel things Art sometimes couldn’t articulate.

George was curled into his father, tears staining his button up shirt and his body shuddering with every anxiety laden breath. Art put a hand on his son’s back and put his lips to his hair.

“George, you have to breathe for me or you’re gonna get sick.” He rubbed his son’s back soothingly.

“I’m sorry, dad, I promised I did what you said and tried to protect myself and when I couldn’t do anything else I just didn’t look at h-him I p-promise, dad p-please don’t be mad at me...” he took another shudder and released a cry into his father’s shoulder. Art was not a helpless man, but there was something that destroyed and cracked his very soul at the sight of his most vulnerable child, the most angelic of his seven children. The one that everyone protected. And at times like these, sometimes all a father can do is hold his child. So that’s what he did.

“I know, son...I know...”

-

“George?”

George jumped out of his thoughts, his palms sweaty from the inevitable stage fright that always accompanied him before a show. It was no matter how many times he grazed the trapeze with his sister Gin and his brother Ron, the nerves were always the same.

At least this time, no pows would be administered from anyone besides himself.

He heard his name again, the daze breaking as he looked at his oldest brother Bill.

“George. You’ll be fine. You always are, baby brother.” He said softly, placing his hands back on, Cora (short for Corazon) the lion. George gulped and nodded, and Fred patted his back, giving a hearty wink. George smiled a small smile, clapping Fred’s forearm.

“Ready, Fred?”

Fred grinned.

“Ready, George.”

-

George belonged to the trapeze. The way his body seemed to elongate with grace and dexterity when he grabbed his sister, the way he gave flirty winks at the girls in the crowd, the way he never dropped a muscle unplaced-

The way their father always noticed.

Fred saw these things in his younger brother and couldn’t help the fit of jealousy in his stomach. Don’t get your tightrope in a twist, he was possibly the most proud of his brother, and his hand to God if he didn’t say he hooted his name the loudest watching him do his thing.

But he never felt like he could ever match that.

He knew his hands were meant for something greater, same as his mind. Juggling came almost as easy to the older twin as breathing, smoking cigarettes, witty banter, and sex (in no particular order). But George had something Fred didn’t have.

Approval.

Fred was, for all intents and purposes, a good person. A great person. But his habits could’ve said so much otherwise.

Fred had a nasty habit of letting his temper get the best of him. Ever since he could talk, he had taken on the role of protector to not only George, but to Ginny and Ron as well. Frequently, his hands always seemed to have more things to say than he could which says a massive fucking lot. At the ripe age of 20, he’d gotten into more bar fights and straight up blacked out sober more than his own father, and all of his other siblings. He’d been in and out of detention when he did go to school, and in and out of-

Well, you get it.

The one thing that always seemed to follow him? His charm.

Fred Weasley was a charismatic motherfucker.

And he knew it.

It was simple. All he had to do in between acts was make a couple jokes, a few magic tricks, and by the end of his little charade? He’d have at least 3 girls lined up for that night. And if he was in a particularly bad mood?

Well, it could get a little more than that.

On nights like this, he was fine with just two.

I mean...Fred knew what he was doing.

And on a night like this - he was damn proud of it.

Until he saw you...

Last night.

Fred’s dessert was named Candy. He honestly couldn’t remember what her actual name was, but he did remember she said:

“Call me Candy. I taste like it, too.”

And honestly? That was really all he needed.

It didn’t take him long to press her small body against his caravan. She wound her arms around his neck and fisted into his flame colored hair and yanked, his hips rolling as he moaned into her lipstick stained mouth.

Fred always did have a thing for gals in red.

Fred realized his pants had begun to be a tad too tight, as Candy’s tongue licked into his mouth. his hands found their way under her dress, fingers kneading at her thighs and she squeaked. He lifted her legs at her noise and he wrapped them around his body, his bulge pressing into where she needed him the most.

“Fred, please” she whined, his mouth attaching to the valley of her breasts, the exposed skin of her dress warm and inviting.

“Please what, doll?” He teased roughly, his free hand sliding to cup her ass and squeezing. She gasped at his rough touch and he bit her collarbone.

“Fred, please, fuck me” she said airily. He smirked before pressing a quick kiss to her mouth.

“Absolutely, baby, see how easy that was?” He licked her bottom lip and bit, before pressing his forehead to hers, the sheer strength of his body pressing her against the van enough to use his hands to pull her panties down enough for her to kick them away. She reached down to unzip his pants when he motioned for her to do so, his hard cock free of his boxers.

“You ready, pretty girl?” He growled against her earlobe. Candy whispered a breathy “please” and Fred slid into her cunt, her wetness echoing sinful noises at the contact. They groaned at connection, and Fred continued to go deeper into her until he bottomed out. He looked at her for confirmation to keep going and she nodded. He pulled out and slammed back into her, beginning to set a rough pace against the van.

“Freddie, fuckfuckfuck you feel s-so good” she sputtered, Candy’s back hitting and arching against the van, causing it to move slightly against her. Fred nipped and sucked at her neck, determined to always leave a map of where he left his treasure behind...

“Look at you, unraveling like a ball of twine. Never had cock this good, doll?” He reached a particularly good angle in her causing her to claw deeper at his back, biting in a scream.

“Thereeee it is, baby. You like that don’t you, c’mon be a good little cock slut and tell me what you want, want everyone in this whole fucking camp to know I’m fucking you so good.” His hand went to her clit, circling it harshly. He wanted her to finish, his dick was twitching all to hard in her and he needed her to release before it was his turn. Her moans and gasps and mini clawings were getting sloppier, losing their tempo.

“Fred-Fred-“

“Yeah, baby, I’ve got you” he groaned against her mouth at her clenching pussy. She gave a final sputter and screamed into his shoulder, a hot electric wave coursing over his cock, with one, two, three harder pumps, he released into her as well. He leaned his forehead against hers and kissed it lightly. But when he looked back at her face, she was already losing interest. Just like the others. But it didn’t bother him...at least not anymore, right?

Just another night.

-

Memories of Candy and Janie and Jessica and Portia and all the other girls seemed to wash away at the sight of you waiting after the show. Your eyes were full of life but somehow had something tired behind them. The way your hair wasn’t perfectly coiffed but still looked like you had tried to, the way your dress was crinkled at the bottom like you didn’t give a shit if it was crumpled in the bottom of your dresser.

And then you looked at him.

Fred Weasley could have sworn time stopped at the way you walked across the hay to him, your body positioned in a way that would’ve given him every reason to hold you. he realized his face began to flush at the sight of you getting closer.

That, he thought, was an alien feeling.

“Hi.” You said warmly to him.

“You’re Fred, right? I loved your act.”

He blinked twice and then returned your smile.

“Yeah. Thank you so much, I...I really try, I am so sorry but what is your name?” His eyes scanned your face. You stuck your tongue in your cheek and returned the search on his face.

“Y/N. Y/L/N. I’m looking for a job.”

[flamencodiva]

A Different League 1 - Walls

Description: Y/N never experienced the life of luxury. Being the daughter of a hunter never gave her that experience. But what happens when she finds a job working for one of the most prestigious hunting companies in the world?

Word Count: 1960

Beta: @wonder-cole

Warnings: Language, Violence, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Slow Burn (yes, that's a warning), Rivals to Idiots, Idiots to Lovers, Lovers to Idiots.

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<< Prologue 

Code Red! Code Red!’

The red lights and alarm sounded throughout the building.

‘Level 10 monster detected.’

Y/N Y/L/N made her way through the hall towards the locker rooms to suit up. As usual, she was part of the ground team, which did all the messy work when hunting monsters for Hunter Corp.

Marching down the hallway, she made her way to the briefing room, grabbing the folder handed to her and reading it right away.

“Think this is the one?” Benny asked, standing by her with his folder.

Y/N shrugged her shoulders, “don’t know. Maybe it is. But according to the data recon has gathered, not likely. If it’s a level ten, then--”

“It’s most likely an Alpha monster,” Ketch interrupted. “Y/N, darling, when are you going to take me up on that offer to wine and dine you?” he asked, trying to flirt with the huntress.

“When hell freezes over, Arthur,” she sighed, “I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again, my focus is on work, not my--”

“Libido,” Benny and Ketch echoed with matching smiles.

“We know, Cher,” Benny chuckled, “then again I did see you eyeing--”

“You say it, and I hog tie you and castrate you,” Y/N growled, “I lived on a ranch for a good amount of years while dad was taking care of a pack. Don’t think I won’t do it, Benjamin.”

Benny lifted his hands in surrender and chuckled, walking toward his seat on the conference table. Other squad leaders filtered in as they were ready to talk about the Level 10 monster that had appeared. This included the two sons of the CEO, the eldest of the two, Dean, taking a seat next to Y/N.

“Units 1 and 2, you will take the lead on this, “ John Winchester said as he walked into the room, taking a seat at the head of the table. “These two units will oversee operations and capture. I will repeat that,” he said, looking at each unit leader in turn, “capture the target. Our goal is to learn as much as we can before eradicating their species.”

“Do we have the special equipment that I had made for occasions like this?” Y/N asked as she flipped through the different pages, analyzing the data collected. “Do we also know what kind of Alpha we’re dealing with?”

“As of right now, we just know it’s an Alpha. I’m waiting on relay team Gamma to get back with the complete analysis,” John announced, impressed with his top hunter. “But I do want my best teams there in case something goes wrong.”

Y/N simply hummed as she let her mind process the strategy the boss set up. Her boss wasn’t wrong. Her squad, along with Snob, as she liked to call Dean, would be a formidable force. That is if he wasn’t trying to talk about his exploits on a private jet.

No matter where they were, he always had some way of interjecting how nice it is to have money and experience things. Y/N has never had the pleasure of doing. Sure she had the money to do those things now, but she never saw the big deal. It only spurred her annoyance at Snob when he would try to make conversation with her. They had nothing in common, yet he continued to try to talk to her while she ignored him.

After the meeting ended, Y/N made her way back to her room. She was the only one of the squad leaders not to have a place of her own. It was something that didn’t go unnoticed by the other leaders, especially John. Y/N would brush off the comments of her not having a place to unwind away from work. In all honesty, she didn’t know what else to do. She grew up hunting, and she figured living in the facility would give her faster reaction time to save more lives.

As she packed her things, she could feel a pair of eyes on her.

“What do you want?” she called out, never facing the person who stood at her doorway.

“I was wondering--”

“No, Dean. I will not go to whatever fancy place you want to take me to,” she sighed, moving around her room to collect what she would think she would need.

“I’m not, Ketch,” Dean grumbled, “And I know for a fact that you barely leave the compound. You don’t even have your own place.”

“Why do you care, Snob,” she hissed at him. “To someone like you, I’m just a worker. Why do you care that I live in the compound?”

“If this is about the gala, I already apologized,” Dean whined, “What more do you want from me?”

“To let me do my job,” Y/N huffed, slinging her bag over her shoulder and pushing past him, “and right now, my job is to make sure we know what we are dealing with before we go in blind and kill good hunters on a hunch.”

“The recon team--”

“Has been wrong before,” she pointed out, “Your brother has been wrong before and at my expense!”

“Samuel would never-” Dean began.

“He has, and he did, Dean,” she argued. “That scar on my back was not because I thought it would be fun to ignore that there was another Rugaru.”

She glared at him, “It was because I was told by your brother that there was only one when there were, in fact, three of them.”

Dean stayed silent as she walked away from him and towards the garage. Never in his life had a woman angered and enamored him before. The minute he had laid eyes on Y/N three years ago at the gala, he could feel his heart pound in his chest. His insecurities had gotten the better of him, and he had to play the millionaire asshole. When she didn’t bow down to his charm, he was intrigued.

After a year of training, moving up the ranks, and being her partner, Dean learned that Y/N was all business. Not like any of the girls he ever dated or bedded. Y/N had a drive, but what it was, she wouldn’t say. Y/N began to distance herself more from him for every case they had, only communicating if it had to do with the hunt and to turn down his invitations.

Dean made it to his dorm with a deep sigh and began packing his things, hoping he could try to break through the walls Y/N built with this hunt.

Looking at her watch, Y/N wondered where Charlie was? Usually, Charlie would be her research partner on cases like these. Well, Charlie is always her choice as a research partner. The woman was a genius when it came to technology and making her way into security footage to search for monsters.

Y/N didn’t notice as Charlie walked up behind her. Most of Y/N’s attention was on the recon folder. She was trying to assess what the team had found.

“You know,” Charlie said as she approached Y/N, “You’re really taking this not thinking with your libido thing a bit too far.”

“I am focused on my work,” Y/N replied, never taking her eyes off the file. “I have a feeling we’re dealing with a Shifter-Alpha.”

“What gives you that idea?” Charlie asked as she sat down next to Y/N.

“It’s the fact that in every house reported, Mom and Dad are dead,” Y/N pointed out as she pushed the folder towards Charlie. “But the baby goes missing,” she pointed to the details in every story.

“Huh,” Charlie let out, tilting her head to the side as she looked over the notes, “I guess that means we’re heading out early?”

“No,” Y/N sighed, “going to talk to John first.”

“Really?” Charlie gasped, “you’re usually gung-ho about going when you have a hunch like this?”

“Okay, I’m a hunter, not suicidal,” Y/N drawled.

It didn’t take long for Y/N to point out the details in the story and voice her suspicions to John. Of course, when John agreed with her suspicions, he organized all quad leaders and put his plan in motion. Nearing the next house that Alpha would attack, Dean and Y/N placed themselves in charge of moving in to capture the monster.

‘Leader 1,’ came Dean’s voice through the walkie-talkie, ‘we have movement inside the house. I repeat, we have movement inside the house.’

“Copy that, Leader 2,” she responded before taking a breath, “Red-Recon, Red-Recon, what do we have on the video feed?”

‘Can’t I have a cooler nickname?’ Charlie whined through the intercom, ‘like Red Hawk!’

Y/N rolled her eyes, letting out a chuckle before responding, “Okay, Red Hawk, can you just tell me what the video feed shows?”

‘You were right, Leader 1,’ Charlie confirmed, ‘glowing eyes in the feed. We’re dealing with a nest of shifters. We also are seeing a large nursery through the micro-cam footage.’

“Shit,” Y/N cursed, “we might need to abort and come up with--”

‘You are going to do nothing of the sort, Leader 1,’ Samuel’s voice came through, ‘we’re here to do a job. We will kill every last one of them if we have to.’

“Samuel, there are kids in there. No matter what the species, kids are kids!” Y/N argued.

‘That’s Recon-Leader to you, Leader 1,’ he barked.

‘Recon-leader,’ Dean’s voice came through, ‘I agree with Leader 1. We are only here for the Alpha. We need this to be a quick and clean operation.’

“I don’t need your help, Leader 2,” Y/N growled. “If Recon-Leader wants us to go through the paperwork explaining why the squads changed Leader Prime’s plan, he can do it himself.”

‘What are we going to do, Leaders 1 and 2?’

Y/N closed her eyes, knowing full well the consequences of her actions, “we are going to go as planned, capture the Alpha, take down as many shifters as you can.”

‘Y/N,’ Dean called over the com, ‘I think your instincts were--’

“I’ll deal with the fucking consequences,” she called back, “we move on my mark.”

To say the operation was easy was a big fat fucking lie. Just as Y/N predicted, getting to the Alpha with all the other Shifters in their way was a challenge. So much so that they had to call Squads 3 and 4 for backup. It took longer than it should have for the team to capture the Alpha, and that was after Y/N was full of bruises and deep scratches. The nursery with the children was empty when they searched it. Some Shifters made it out with the abrupt change in plans, while others were killed trying to let them escape.

Once Y/N was patched up, she prepared herself for the yelling she knew John would give her. Even if they got the Alpha, the method they used almost cost the lives of good hunters. Y/N had made sure to try and save as many hunters from death as she could.

“Y/N!” she heard as she walked out of the medical tent.

Rolling her eyes, she turned away from Dean, who was jogging towards her.

“Thanks, Jess,” she called to the doctor on staff that stitched her up.

“Damn it, Y/N. Please wait!” Dean called out to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “I talked to Samuel and--”

“Save it, Snob,” Y/N growled. “I am going to head to my room in the hotel and write up the report. Don’t worry about Douchebag. I will take all the heat on this.”

“Why do you do that?” Dean growled, “Why can’t you let me tell Dad about--”

“Leader Prime,” Y/N barked, “when we are on the job, you address him by his title.”

Dean let out an audible groan, “can you take the stick out of your ass for just one fucking minute!”

Y/N turned to glare at him, “what could you possibly say to me? That you’re going to use your privilege to get Daddy not to punish me because your brother was being an ass? Please spare me. I’m used to this. You and Samuel get away with everything while the rest of us have to struggle!”

“You are such a bitch, Y/L/N. No wonder people don’t want to hang around you,” Dean spat, his eyes widening at the realization of what he said. “Y/N I’m--”

“At least people don’t hang around me for my money,” she spat, “leave me alone. Why are you even talking to me, Snob? We have nothing in common, you live in an ivory tower, and I live in the mud. You stay with your people, and I’ll stay with mine.”

Dean watched her walk away, unsure what to say or how to fix what he did. He hated himself for the way things went down. Dean should have talked to Samuel about his behavior, but Samuel was just as stubborn and headstrong as their father. Dean knew he could only do one thing, and that was talking to his father about what happened, whether Y/N liked it or not.

Dean stayed silent as he contemplated how to fix things with Y/N.ht--’

“I don’t care what Samuel says. The operation could have gone smoother if he had just listened to Y/N. You can’t fire her--”

‘Calm down, son. No one is getting fired. Especially not my best hunter,’ John interrupted. ‘Now, calmly, tell me what happened.’

Dean began at the beginning, telling his father all about how there were more Shifters than just the Alpha and how Y/N wanted to re-adjust the plan to lessen any casualties. As Dean continued to recount the tale, he never noticed Samuel walking in. The younger brother crossed his arms, scowling at his older brother.

“Yes, sir,” Dean said before hanging up the phone.

“You called, Dad?” Samuel let out, making Dean jump.

“Don’t sneak up on me like that, Samuel,” He scolded.

“Don’t, Dean,” Samuel huffed, “You called to tattle on me? You know as well as I do that you should be Leader 1 no matter what a stupid test said all those years ago.”

“Is that what this is about? Is that why you have this grudge against Y/N?” Dean asked, raising an eyebrow at his brother.

“She is nothing but a--”

“Don’t say it, Samuel,” Dean growled.

“A second-rate hunter with no class,” Samuel continued, towering over his older brother. “You need to forget about her, Dean, and learn to take her position from her.” he let out a huff, “besides, she dresses in nothing but second-hand clothing. Does she even know what designer clothing is? Does she even care about the clothes that she wears and how she presents herself?”

“Samuel, her choice in clothing doesn’t mean she is incapable of being a good Leader. Besides, what she wears is her business. And what good would taking the position from her by force do? How would being Leader 1 make me any more capable of running the company?” Dean crossed his arms, staring right into his brother’s eyes.

“For one, it would show Dad that you have the skills to lead,” Samuel huffed. “Y/N couldn’t even stand up to me after what I said. She could have tried harder to go over my head. She has no leadership skills.”

“No leadership skills?” Dean said, his voice rising in anger. “You call putting her life on the line to make sure no one dies, poor leadership skills?” Dean shook his head, giving his brother a disappointed look. “Do you realize that she didn’t go over your head because she feels you would use nepotism to get away with it?”

Samuel tilted his head in confusion, “what? Since when? I--”

“Dad spoils us, Samuel. You know he does, but it’s different in hunting and our lives, and Y/N doesn’t know that. She already thinks we’re pompous snobs.”

“So?” Samuel chuckled, “I love that we live a life of luxury. Someone like her is never going to understand us. Besides, why are you trying to get her approval?”

“I am not looking for her approval, but I am trying to establish a civil working relationship,” Dean said, turning away from Samuel.

“You had had eyes on her since the ball all those years ago,” Samuel chuckled, “‘if you want her that badly, woo her and leave her. Or you could take Bela Talbot on her offer.”

“Bela?” Dean shook his head in disgust, “she is nothing but a low-grade black market dealer. “

“One who has had her eyes on you for a while,” Samuel said, smiling slyly at his brother. “You don’t have to make a business deal with the woman, just bed her and be done with her. She also knows her way around good scotch. Let’s not forget that Bela also has better fashion sense than Y/N. ”

Dean contemplated the thought of having Bela in his bed. Bela had more than shown she wanted to lay with him, wanting to have Dean pleasure her in the ways he was taught. Shaking his head, Dean sat on the couch of the double room suite he shared with Samuel.

“I’d rather fuck a porcupine than Bela, Samuel,” Dean sighed, leaning back to place his hands over his face.

“Then at least go find a sweet lounge fly and bring her up to have your way with her,” Samuel said as he walked over to his bedroom, “I mean, we should put the skills Dad had us learn for a reason, right?”

Dean stayed silent as he contemplated how to fix things with Y/N.

Chapter 2

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Blog Progress Update (Low-Honor Travel Blog 😈 #2)

Drafts: 93 - Queue: 59

Had a brief “Poll” up and I’m going to continue the 5 posts a day thing.

It’s gonna stay Location, Stranger, Mission, POI, Newspaper until I run out of one of those things. (Already running out of Stranger stuff so I’ll replace that with detail posts like outfits, specific rooms, etc. or other missions)

Queue as of 4/21/22

Missions: 33 - all but 2 from Ep 2 (Just because I need to make a gif smaller and get a photo of something else.)

POI: 8

Locations: 13

Stranger Missions: 3

Journal (Chapter): 3

Newspapers: 2

Low Honor Blogging!

-Insulted Pearson-

Pearson: Why are you being an idiot?

Me: *About to hit O to antagonize again*

Dutch: Don’t Arthur.

Me: O_O

-Went to get Sean-

Javi: “What are you doing, Arthur.”

Arthur: LOOTING

Sean: DX

You both have arms and legs, you get him down XD

Okay I couldn’t say no to Mary-Beth when she asked me to dance.. I just couldn’t… HOWEVER I will say no to Mary-Mary when she asks me to go do shit for her…

Has the music while tracking the bear always been this fucking creepy????

Anyway I’m also getting alternate cutscene screenshots like this time I split up with Hosea instead of using bait. Poor Hosea. I’m sorry dad 

Oof I wanna help Mary just for Jamie but…no Mary. I’m not your errand boah!

Yeah okay no timeline keeping for this run it’s just taking too damn long I’ll do that for another run.

It is harder than I thought to be low honor… I gotta start robbing places but then there’s the hassle of them chasing me and shooting at me and ugh.

Didn’t help a lady under her horse… felt bad… didn’t help the blind man… felt bad… BEAT UP Downes… FELT BAD

When we take Jack fishing Arthur says “tough few weeks up in that snow” … Arthur… stop complicating the timeline…

Wait a minute… how did Dutch know Ross’ name??? When else do we learn about them??? I mean I guess it makes sense since they’re after Dutch he probably would know their names. Feel like he should be a bit more concerned…

“Why didn’t you take it?” wtf happened to make Dutch not trust us before the game even started???? We’ve been with you the second longest with Hosea being the longest. WTF HAPPENED? It makes sense after he hits his head and has a rat in his ear so much but in 6 months over 20 years of trust just down the drain?

Micah, you bitch, let me use your campfire damn it. Trying to be low honor I shot the sheriff (~But I did not shoot the deputy~ Actually I probably did…) in Strawberry and I gotta wait for Micah now.. Spawn! Spawn Cowboy Satan, Spawn! 

I have a solution. *CHUGS Alcohol* … *wakes up in jail* WHAT?!

Micah! *Jumps from cliff to land in front of him* Squeak Squeak MF! You owe me $62!

Micah: Hey Arthur. Good to see you.

Bitch, acknowledge my parkour... and pay me.

“Trying to protect his riding clothes.”

Bitch… do you not see the mud on me?

 I’ve also learned not to use what anyone SAYS for time reference because they use “few” as more than 3. They use couple as more than 2. (Couple=2 Few=3 Several= 4 and up) So maybe it felt like it was “weeks” in the mountains but it was probably one. Cause Arthur just said Micah’s been running with them a “few months” when we know it was 5 months of him in the gang before the Blackwater Ferry happened and he says 6 months during the walk to depression in Rhodes. 

Anyway I’ve been robbing and insulting every NPC I come across on the road and it is surprisingly hard to lose honor quickly unless I wanna go crazy and pull a Micah… no thank you.

Oh no…. Abigail is talking about Jack’s clothes (which is always adorable cause he’s like “wuh? Huh?”)… must.. Resist… urge…. To…. HELP….

I GOT PUNCHED! CHARLES PUNCHED ME AND LEFT ME ON THE PATH OUTTA CAMP! XD

I was insulting Pearson and it just suddenly showed him DECK me.

So about antagonizing in camp…

I’ve antagonized the following camp members: Bill, Kieran (and I die inside each time), Pearson, Uncle, Swanson, Sean (once and he made me feel so bad about it I just walked away), Dutch I think once…

People I’m scared to antagonize: Grimshaw

People I don’t want to antagonize no matter what to the point that I run away from them when they even greet me: Charles, Tilly, Lenny, Abigail, Jack, Hosea,

I don’t like being mean T-T I gotta grow Arthur’s beard and hair out and make him look different than my usual Arthur maybe that’ll help…

Oooo I’m gonna five finger filet with Lenny =D There’s nothing honor changing about that.

“Luck, skill, and just a dose of stupidity” These were the ingredients chosen to create the perfect little cowboy but Professor…. Uh… Van Der Linde accidentally added an extra ingredient to the concoction– Chemical R (I dunno, for Rockstar) Thus, The Cow…puff… boys… were born (this was better in my head) Using their ultra-super powers Sulky, Scar-Face, and Angry (Names from Sean not me) Have dedicated their lives to fighting- to crime and the forces of evil!

(I… really need to learn when to stop/give up on a bit… but I wanted to make this: John as Bubbles, Charles as Blossom, and Arthur as Buttercup. I did my best and spent way too long trying to make them look “good”. Obviously I used the “powerpuff yourself” thingy on CN.)

Sped through chapter 2 cause I’m mostly skipping cutscenes unless there’s a scene I really like in one. 

I’m going to do my best to finish the main story in the next few days which shouldn’t be hard since I’m only doing story and skipping cutscenes. I went to get my white Arabian but instead of naming her Ruin like I usually do and changing her main and tail to the 17th colour I’ve named her Grimmora and made her hair RED. 

Okay WHO okayed the fricken xylophone music for the Valentine shoot out?

Dutch: “Arthur Shoot SOMEONE” bitch I’ll shoot you! (Why is “bitch” my go to when talking to Dutch and Micah???)

“Are you getting Strauss or not Arthur” I’M TRYING TO SHOOT PEOPLE

Alrighty chapter 3

Dutch just say Crick… buddy… pal… EE… it’s crEEEEk like how your brain CREEKS when you try to think of a good idea. (GOT EM)

Oh no O_O if I’m trying to do this as quick as possible… I can’t go fishing with Best Dad and not-so-good Dad! D=

=D But they still go fishing together! Aw I was hoping I’d see them out fishing or returning to camp by the time I got back lol that’d be neat.

Dang it I was gonna five finger filet Micah but I walked too close to the food wagon.

So I realized I never got the shopping list and Pearson's letter photos, I’m taking a photo the shopping list and Sadie “takes it” but i’m still holding it… omg… Arthur legit won’t read Pearson’s letter XD unless I broke the satchel with the shopping list thing that just happened. Nope he just won’t read it.

Sadie has a sister and a nephew?

Ah man I can’t give anyone their gifts if I’m mean! DX

Arthur: “Keep it cool”

Sadie: immediately pulls out gun* I LOVE HER T_T

“Told you I could shoot a gun, didn’t I?”

“I don’t remember asking you to prove it!”

Alright time to get those Caliga Hall photos I missed.

Did you know Beau has a sketch of Penelope in that book he has when we talk to him??? Q-Q Cause I didn’t…

Beau is also magic. Before it goes into proper cutscene mode there’s a letter he’s writing on the book and magically it turns into an envelope and folder letter when we cut to another angle.

Okay.. went to race Dutch, hit a sign and failed because I “Attacked my horse” … really?

Ah Fenton…

Time to rob a bank

Burst into the station at Rhodes “Great Scott!” … Doc?

When Cain shows up “hi my friend, hi” Jack stop being so adorable! T_T

Gotta go get the Circus wagon in Great Plains, listening to SacAnime Summer 2019 panel for the RDR2 Cast and Gabriel, the actor for Javier, brought up that he had to fight to be able to have Javier point his gun UP instead of at Arthur and John during chapter 6 and I never even noticed that… And I agree with him that he doesn’t think he would have wanted to go against them. Those were his brothers...

Alright took a train to Annesburg just gonna wait til it’s more deserted area and rob it. This is a big train… Main train with coal, then two storage cars, four passenger cars, three baggage/storage cars and then an end car (That apparently is like a tiny apartment? It’s got two beds (one above the other, fold-able) a lil kitchen thingy, a weird wall cabinet set seat thing..

Arthur humming the mission impossible theme while he astral projects (photo mode) to see where guards are.

Dun dun duh-dun dun dun duh-dun dun dun duh-dun dun dun duh-dun dee-dah-doooooo dee-dah-doooooo~

Dang it the people always despawn when I rob trains!

Eh I robbed some, blew two safes… can I rob a bank? Where is there a bank? Okay so I was on the train in the middle of nowhere with my horse missing so my go-to was to drink until I was somewhere else…. HOW THE HELL did I end up in valentine jail? … DUTCH CAME FOR ME Q-Q I AM loved! Eh I needed a hair cut anyway

“Just got into town mister?” Bartend-dude… I know I have a fricken cat on my face but I’m wearing the same clothes I wore every time I came in here.. Alright I got a left parted fade 3 and I’m gonna keep growing out the facial hair I’m only at a 5.

I robbed the doctor… that gave me a pretty decent honor loss. Gonna see if I can - can’t rob the bank... I CAN however use the bank to shoot at the law from.

MY BOUNTY IS 420!!!! YEAH!! YEE HAWW BLAZE IT!

I was gonna go sell this horse I stole to get away… but I’m thinking of passing out drunk again and seeing if I get broken out of jail this time…nvm I have no booze…

WHOOPS okay so last thing I was doing was throwing dynamite as I ran from cops… went to rob a fella on the road… let’s just say neither of us were expecting me to do what I just did.

OOF I’ve never heard the dishonor music make THAT sound before…

On my way to the horse guys I got stopped on a bridge, took them out and Arthur just happily goes “Good plan fellers.” And I just lost it XD

One of the guys has an eyepatch o.o odd detail I’ve never seen on any other npc… and they were just random people too, not raiders or O'Driscolls. 

Well the horse I was gonna sell ran off.. But they have a wagon with two horses…

I”M SORRY HORSE I FORGOT GRAVITY WAS A THING (Horse is fine… just got plinkoed down the hill when I cut him free…).

Micah trying to pay Bill a compliment... Bill is like: SUS. Wondering if they’ll say anything else..nope.

Alright buddy time to die SIKE Ima go into the bank… there’s no one here… Arthur just sneaks into the bank, goes to the window and just stands there until Micah turns his head and scares the crap outta him XD

Ugh the music is just like “bad things… bad things are gonna happen…you’re gonna have a bad time~”

“You’re getting sloppy, Morgan” BITCH you only shot one of them I got the other shush your little rat face

UHHHHHHHHH O_O Whoa that journal scene was dark… I didn’t know honor changed those too.. I do not remember that scene. I already got one wolf dream scene (it was pretty awesome!)

Anyway I’m gonna end my night by burning the Braithwaite house because it is 4am.... 

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Narrator: Arthur strode into the apartment like he owned the place. That’s because actually he did, a striking redhead was there waiting for him. Her name, was Molly Hill… I haven’t mentioned this despicable creature before, because it wasn’t relevant before, now it is.

Molly: Finally got round to seeing me huh?

Arthur: Its not like that Molly, I just been busy you know, what with Stella sabotaging that fuckin’ dock and there’s that missing SUV with like, half a million in the back. Dad’s got all his political shit going on. I’ve had a lot to do.

Molly: Including putting Francine up in her swanky new Alto apartment huh? You uh broke in every room there yet?

Arthur: As if! Now get your little ass over here and welcome me in properly!

***

Molly came over to Arthur and they kissed passionately.

Molly: I missed you all day.

Arthur: Missed you too baby. I’m gonna make more space for us, I promise.

Molly: I hope so, or I might have to go get my needs taken care of by some other rich handsome young man.

Arthur: Don’t you fuckin’ dare baby.

They kissed again longer and more lingering. Arthur held her close trying to absorb every molecule of her face and her scent, as a bulge formed quickly in his pants.

Molly: Oh that’s more like it.

Narrator: So yeah, Arthur, was cheating on Francine, or he was cheating Molly with Francine? Not sure how to best look at it. But yeah, there you go.

***

Arthur scooped up Molly in his arms and held her close and tight.

Arthur: I’m gonna show you precisely how it is.

Molly *pouting*: I don’t like sharing you Art.

Arthur: I know you don’t baby, I don’t like having to split myself but you know this is for the good of the business. And what’s good for business is good for us yeah? You know how I feel.

Molly: I know, but what if you prefer Francine more than me some day? Then what?

Arthur: That ain’t gonna happen baby. How could I prefer her to you? You’re my spitfire, and I wouldn’t have you any other way baby.

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New Flame

A/n: This is my first Bill x reader, still trying to get Bill right also I’m wanting for this to be a series. Bill don’t get much love and I wanted give him some more :) I did write this as Fem!reader, I can do gender neutral readers for other people, I’m used to writing as a female since I’m a female. Also Gryffindor reader! I might change the series’ name not sure how I feel about this one 

Summary: You’re best friends with the twins and go to the quidditch world cup with the family before your 7th year.  A certain older Weasley finally sees your fancy to him.  

I was excited when the Weasley’s owl dropped off a letter from Fred asking me if I could join him and his family to the quidditch world cup. Quidditch wasn’t my favorite thing, I’ve been supporting the Weasley’s in quidditch since Charlie played.  I packed my bags for the game and school, Molly said I could leave my school things in Percy’s room.  The Burrow came into sight finally.  “Wow, you grew up fast”, I heard a voice say, I turned around to see a long haired ginger.  “Bill”, I smiled.  “Y/n, you’re here! Hi sweetheart”, Molly smiled, walking to me with her arms opened.  “Hi Molly, thank you for letting me stay”, I said.  “Oh nonsense, you’re family dear”, Molly smiled.  “Fred! George! Come take Y/n’s things to Ginny and Percy’s room”  I heard running and pushing “Oh no”, I said as I prepared myself for the impact of the twins.  “What?”, Bill asked as George picked up as Fred and him engulfed me into their grip.  They had grown a lot since the first of June, somehow Fred got me in his arms.  “Miss me that much, Freddie?”, I asked as he held me longer.  He nodded.  “Alright put the girl down, Frederick”, Bill said.  “Owahh. You’re no fun at all”, Fred whined as he sat me down.  “Thank you”, I said as the boys took my bags.  “No problem, Y/n”, Bill smiled.  “How’s Egypt?”  “Good actually, but it’s good to be home for once”, Bill said.  I smiled. “Heard you made prefect?”, Bill asked.  “I did, who told?”, I asked.  “Ginny, odd actually. I expected Fred to spill it. Congratulations, Y/n”  “Thanks Bill”, I grinned. 

“Y/n”, Ginny jumped the last step and landed in my chest.  “Omph. Hi Gin, I missed you too”, I hugged the ginger girl back. The young girl squeezed me, “Ginny, can’t breathe”, I whined.  “I’m sorry I just missed you is all”, She mumbled in my chest.  “Ginny! Why is my broom in your room?”, Ron yelled.  Ginny looked at me and then Bill, before running away from the older ginger.   “Is she like this in school?”, Bill asked.  “I might have a soft spot for your sister”, I giggled.  “Y/n”, He shook his head.  “I understand, her puppy dog eyes still have an effect on me too”, Bill smiled, laid his hand on my shoulder before stalking upstairs.  Bill made fire run up my body and core when he laid his hand on me.  I watched him disappear up the stairs, “Hey you okay?”, Fred asked.  “Yeah. when did you get down here?”, I asked.  “Just as Bill walked up and I saw you watching him. What’s up with that huh?”, Fred asked, turning the water tap on to fill his glass.  “Nothing is up, Bill and I have talked before, Frederick”, I scoffed.  “I don’t think you’ve had heart eyes at him”, Fred laughed.  “I do not! Stop being a pest!”, I sighed, throwing my head back.  I walked in the twins’ room and jumped face first into George’s bed.  “May I help you, doll?”, George asked from the desk.  “Just want to die right now is all, Georgie”, I said in the blanket. “I’m sorry?”, George asked again.  I raised up, “Just Fred being nosey is all, he thinks I have a thing for Bill”  “Do you? Hey that means you would be an actually Weasley, if you got married”, George smiled getting excited. 

“Not you too, Georgie!’, I whined.  “I’m sorry, would you rather marry Fred or me instead?”, George asked.  “Knock it off, I would kill Fred before we even got in bed together”, I rolled my eyes.  “So you wouldn’t kill me and I could get you into bed is what you’re saying?”, George smirked. “Not exactly but you and Charlie have a better chance than Fredrick does”, I giggled.  “I’ll be waiting, Princess”, George smiled.  “Hey don’t tell Fred, he’ll start something and I don’t feel like dealing with him”, I asked while holding George’s hand.  “Sure, anything for you, Princess”, George kissed my temple.  “Hey lovebirds, dinner”, Bill said, turning around leaving.   I jumped back a little.  “Come on, if you don’t get there before Ron you won’t get the good stuff”, George said.  We got down there, Arthur was at the head of the table, Fred and George were together. Hermoine and Harry arrived, leaving me to be next to Bill and Ron.  “Y/n, dear there’s place next to William”, Molly smiled, pulling dinner from the oven.  “Thanks”, I muttered.  “Hi again”, Bill smiled.  “Hi Bill”, I sat down.  “Y/n, Hermoine and I are having girls’ night. We want you there, please”, Ginny smiled.  “Save me a spot, Gin”, I returned the smile.  Everyone was having a conversation with each other, I was just finishing my food and just moving my fork through the peas and chicken bones.  I heard the twins to be excused and Ginny followed.  Ginny loved the twins and especially if they let her tagalog to whatever.  The trio stood up, Hermoine leaned to me, “Come to Ginny’s room after you get ready for bed”  “Thank you, mione”, I smiled.  It was Molly, Arthur, Bill and I left.   “Did I tell you Charlie would be coming back home, Bill?”, Molly asked.  “No, mum you didn’t. He’s married isn’t he?”, Bill sat up, knocking his knee into my thigh.  “Heaven’s no, I wish. Hogwarts is hosting the Triwizard tournament this year. One of the tasks has dragons, Charlie offered to supply them”, Molly said.  I smiled at the thought of the other older Weasley. He was like my best friend when I started Hogwarts, he always looked after me and walked me to classes.  

“Y/n, did you bring a dress this year?”, Molly asked.  “It’s getting tailored, Mum’s sending it after my aunt finishes it”, I replied.  “Your muggle aunt?”, Arthur asked.  “No, my great aunt Sophia. She lives in Italy”, I said.  Arthur knew some of my extended family were half bloods, and would ask me about their muggle things.  “Thank you for the lovely dinner, Mols”, Arthur stood from his chair. He kissed her cheek.  “You’re welcome dear”, She smiled.  “Mum, you and dad go relax. I’ll clean up tonight”, Bill smiled.  “Oh thank you, baby. You’re too sweet”, She smiled, holding his cheek.  Bill grabbed the plates, stacking them up.  “Care for an extra hand?”, I asked, getting the cups.  “No at all, love”, Bill said walking to the sink. I blushed at the nickname.  The twins barreled in the burrow, one of them was carrying Ginny on their shoulders.  “Don’t drop her and be quiet. Mum and Dad are relaxing!”, Bill raised his voice.  “Oh so you and Y/nn decided to play house? How cute”, Fred chuckled.  Bill blushed, “Get upstairs”  “Sure thing, loverboy. Night Y/n! Oh and Gin’s room is the last one on left”, Fred smirked.  “Go!”, I mouthed.  “Night Bill, glad you’re back. Night Y/n”, George smiled at his oldest brother. “Night George, missed you too”, Bill grinned.  “Night Billy”, Ginny hugged his torso.  “Night Ginny”  “You better be upstairs before 8:30”, She looked at me, wiggling her eyebrows where Bill couldn’t see her.   “Yes mother”, I giggled.  “I wouldn’t break that curfew if I was you, love”, Bill had a shit eating grin.  “Worry about your own ass, Weasley”, I smirked, wiping the table down. 

“Ginny open up!”, Bill said in front of me.  “What do you want, William?”, She huffed.  “Geez Ginvera! Chill, I’m just delivering your guest of honor”,  Bill said pulling me in front of him.  “He insisted on this”, I giggled.  “Okay, have fun, don’t stay up too late. Uh, if you wanna do someone’s make up go to the twins’ room.  Goodnight ladies' ', Bill smiled, patting my head before leaving to his room.  “Brothers'', Ginny rolled her eyes.  “He’s not too bad, Gin”, I said, unzipping my suitcase.  “Whatever, says the one who has had heart eyes all day at Bill'', Ginny shot back.  “As if you weren’t doing the same at Potter'', I scoffed.  “Lets not fight before the night has began”, Hermoine said.  Ginny and I looked at each other before smiling, “Hermoine and Ron sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Muuhh muuhh!” “Shut up!”, Hermoine rolled her eyes.  I high waved Ginny, “Hey 10 galleons on them remember?” “I have it, don’t worry”, Ginny smirked.  

Next morning, Molly announced her and Arthur were going to town to get stuff for the world cup.  Leaving Bill in charge, the twins suggested a quidditch match in the field. Ron and Harry were happy at the suggestion. We all went outside, “You not playing?”, Bill asked.  “No, I prefer watching this game instead”, I said, trying not to blush.  “Granger?”, He asked Hermoine.  “No, thank you Bill”  “Okay. Boys! Ginny!”, Bill stalked off to the kids.  I watched his back side, tight jeans carved his thighs out nicely, t-shirt that was too tight on his biceps, Godric that long fiery hair that was now put up in a bun.  “When did he pierce his ear?”, I asked.  “Who?”, Moine asked.  “I said that out loud?”, I blushed.  Hermoine nodded.  “Bill, he has an earring in his ear now”, I said.  “Better watch it, Potter!”, Fred laughed above us.  The game ended, everyone was hungry.  Bill was slowly walking to the burrow. “What did you do to him?”, I asked.  “He just can’t keep up anymore”, Ron snickered.  “You guys go ahead. Hey Bill you okay?”, I asked the tall red. “Oh yeah, just haven’t played in years and forgot how intense Weasleys play”, Bill said.  “Sure that’s the reason”, I smirked, walking behind the twins again.  “If you’re implying I’m too old, I’m not okay? 24 isn’t old, Y/n”, Bill yelled as we got into the burrow.  “You’re out of shape too, William!”, Fred yelled back to the field.  “Shut up!”, we heard Bill yell back.  “Maybe you can perk him up, Y/n”, Fred winked. 

It was time for us to meet Arthur’s friend from work, we had ate breakfast and got hugged goodbye by Molly.  George had me on his back as we walked with his father, “You like Bill?”, he asked.  “Yeah, Bill’s cool”, I replied back, running my hand through his locks.  “When did he get an earring?”, I asked.  “Sometime after, he got to Egypt. Bunk buddy did it for him”, George said.  “Mhmm! Okay put me down, please”, I said. “Enjoy your ride, Princess?”, Bill smirked.  “I did for your information, George is a smooth rider”, I said.  “Amos!”  “Arthur! This must be your kids.” Amos Diggory asked.  “Yes, and their friends”, Arthur smiled.  “This young lad must be Cedric”, Arthur asked as my ex hopped from the tree. “Fuck me”, I groaned.  “What’s wrong?”, Bill asked, squeezing my hand.  “Cedric is my cheating ex, we broke up last spring”, I said looking down.  “I’m sorry Y/n. You can hang with me, I’ll look after you”, Bill said.  “Thanks, Bill. I’d love that”, I smiled at him.  “Bill! Y/n! Come on”, George yelled.  We finally got to the camp where the cup was being held. Cedric and Amos went to their tent.  “Y/n, I didn’t know he was coming too. I’m sorry”, Fred said.  “Fred, it’s not your fault. I don’t blame you, okay? He’s the one who ruined it not you”, I gave him  a smile.  “I still feel bad”, Fred ran a hand through his hair. “Don’t be! Enjoy the game before we have to go back to school, okay”, I stood on my tip toes and kissed his cheek.  Before we left to meet the Diggorys again.  “Y/n, can I talk to you for a moment? Kids wait outside, please”, Arthur said.  “Yes Arthur?”, I asked.  “The twins told about your unfortunate incident with Amos’ boy last spring. I didn’t know you weren’t together anymore, my apologies for not telling you at home”, Arthur said, holding my hand in a fatherly way.  “It’s okay, Arthur really.  We’re prefects, we’re eventually gonna have to talk much as I hate the idea of it.  Besides Bill promised to look out for me”, I squeezed his hand. Arthur smiled, “That’s my boy”  

I was holding Bill’s forearm to keep up with him and the crowd,  “Hi Y/n, how are you?” Cedric asked.  “Hi Diggory, I’m fine. Thanks for asking”, I gave a fake smile.  Cedric nodded and went back to walking.  “Stupid git”, I muttered as Bill walked again.   We finally got to our seats and everyone was amazed at the view.  Lucius and Draco Malfoy stood below us, being stuck up as ever.  Draco looked up at me and smirked. He had a crush on me even though I’m a Gryffindor.  “I hate Malfoy so much”, Ron rolled his eyes. His siblings agreed in silence.  The game ended, Ireland won and the Weasleys were happy about it.  Even Bill celebrated spinning Ginny around the tent.  I was in a corner, I had a bad feeling something was gonna happen soon.  “Hey what’s wrong?”, Bill asked.  “Just got a bad feeling about something, Bill”, I said. Bill grabbed my arms, pulling me into a hug, “Stop worrying, if something does happen I’ll protect you”  “You promise, Weasley?”, I smirked in his chest.  “I do”, Bill said.  “Victor I love youuu”, The twins and Harry started singing to Ron.  Bill watched his father stop for a second.  “The Irish certainly have their groove on”, Fred smirked.  “It’s not the Irish, stop it! Stop it!”, Arthur raised his voice.  I heard screaming and hexes being thrown around.  “Everyone get somewhere safe! Fred, George Ginny’s your responsible now”, Arthur said as we got out of the tent.  

Bill had me on his side as we looked around, seeing fire and people running.  “Where did the twins go with Ginny?”, Bill asked.  “I don’t know”  “Shit! We gotta get back home now, it’s a death eater attack”, Bill picked me up and apperated us home.  The twins and Ginny made it home before us.  “Y/n, you okay? Guess that was your bad feeling”, Bill tucked my head from his shoulder.  “Yeah guess so. Um, can you put me down now?” I asked the tall red head.  We walked in, “Thank Godric, you two are okay?”, Molly looked up from Ginny’s shoulder.  She pulled Bill into a tight hug, the best she could do with her son being over 6ft.  She held his face and smiled. It was late and I was still up. Tomorrow would be my last year at Hogwarts and then I would be off to healer school.  Ginny had finally fallen asleep in Hermoine’s arms.  I looked over at the sleeping pair, “Thank god, they’re okay”, I whispered before getting out of bed.  I walked downstairs to get a drink. Someone was bent over in the fridge.  “Can’t sleep either?”, I asked whoever.  “Y/n. Uh no not really”, Bill stood tall again.  I sat down at the table and rubbed my hand over my face. “What’s eating at you?” Bill asked.  “Just everything, Bill. It’s my last year before I go to be a healer. I feel like I haven’t enjoyed life much as I should have”  “Y/n, you’re 18. You don’t need to know life’s answers just yet, go live your life even as a healer”, Bill sat next to me.  I looked at him for a few minutes, “Don’t want life’s answers at any point of life”  Bill nodded as he understood.  

“Y/n, how did you find out about Cedric?”, Bill asked.  “Uh, he wasn’t as loving anymore. It was two weeks before I confronted him about cheating.  He told me he was going to the library to study with one of his friends, it got late and he promised we would walk around. Damn! Uh anyways, I went looking for him, there was you know those sounds. I was gonna go back to my dorm, but something told me to go see who it was.”,I felt tears on my cheeks.  “Y/n you don’t have to tell me anymore”, Bill rubbed his thumbs on my face to catch the tears.  “You’re the first one, I’ve actually told the whole truth about him.  Let me finish.  He didn’t see me, but she did, it was some random ravenclaw, she might be in the twins’ year. Cedric was too busy fucking her to notice her smiling at me, I didn’t ask him about for a week. I got him to cuddle one night in my dorm, I had my head on his chest and asked him who she was and how long he had been cheating. Of course, he broke down and told me.  He told me I didn’t make him happy anymore, thought I was too close with Fred. The crazy thing he somehow blamed Fred for him cheating”, I laughed at the last part.  “I’m sorry, Y/n. You didn’t deserve that, dirty fucking dog”, Bill clenched his jaw.  “If it makes you feel any better the twins pranked him before we left for the summer”, I ran my finger down his jaw.  Bill was still quiet, letting me crease his face. “Y/n, can I tell you something? I understand if you think it’s weird”, Bill asked.  I nodded, “I don’t know what started it, but I think I love you. Which is crazy because you’re younger than me. Just something about your long soft hair, your gorgeous face and body.  I’m sorry, I-” I cut Bill off by kissing him.  I held his face with one hand and ran the other through his hair.  “Bill, I feel the same way and believe me, I felt weird too about it but fuck it. I like you too”, I kissed the side of his lips.  Bill grinned, “I’m too old for you, love. I have my career already, you haven’t even graduated Hogwarts for Merlin’s sake” “Six years between us so what? My grandparents were eight years apart and they loved each other until she passed away a couple years ago.”I said, Bill was looking at me.  “Okay, fine! I’ll go back to bed until the morning and we’ll forget we kissed and all. Sorry for making you uncomfortable”, I stood up, but Bill caught my wrist.  

“Would it bother you going out someone my age?”, Bill asked, rubbing my wrist.  I shook my head, “Give it some time and I’ll be good” Bill nodded, standing up, pulling by my waist into his arms.  I held his shoulder and peck for stability.  “Y/n, want to be my girlfriend?”, Bill asked sweetly. “More than you know, Weasley”, I smiled in his arms.  “May I kiss you?”, Bill asked, moving a piece of hair out of my face.  “Please do”, I said. Bill leaned down, slightly picking me up and kissed me.  I have had a few partners but nobody made me feel how Bill Weasley does while kissing me. My body got hot all over again, I craved more of him. I deepened the kiss, running my hands in his hair.  We pulled away, needing oxygen in our lungs again.  Bill rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip, smiling at me.  “You’re so beautiful, love”  I smiled and blushed, I was gonna say thank you but I was too embarrassed. Bill knew what I wanted to say, “Come on, it’s late. 9am comes early”, Bill said, guiding me up the stairs with a hand on my waist. We got to the level where Ginny, Ron and the twins’ room were on, I stopped for a minute.  “What’s the matter?’, Bill asked softly, standing near Ginny’s door.  “Kiss me goodnight please?”, I asked shyly.  Y/n! Get it together, you already kissed him twice tonight!  Bill’s smile broke me from my thoughts.  “Well, I can’t kiss you from there. C’mere, Princess”, Bill grinned, doing come hither with his fingers.  I possessed as I stood on my tiptoes to capture the oldest Weasley’s lips.  

I woke up with Hermoine standing over my body with a scolding face, “Good morning, Moine”, I rolled over to my back.  “Where did you go at 2 am?”, Hermoine clasped her necklace. “Couldn’t sleep so I went downstairs for a while. Is that such a crime?”, I finally got up.  “I heard someone else with you when you finally came back”, Hermoine watched my every move.  “I ran into George, okay? He was telling me about a prank they want to do this year”, I said, throwing some clothes on.  Hermoine looked at me but decided to drop it.  I straightened my black crop top shirt of Guns N Roses and buttoned my black jeans before heading down.  I threw on a maroon cardigan and laced my boots, fixed my hair and bangs.  “Morning Y/n”, Molly smiled.  “Morning, smells wonderful”, I grinned at her again.  I could feel Hermoine eyes and a different pair on my back.  George yawned and ruffled my hair before sitting down with Ron.  I was left to sit with Bill, a few days ago it bothered me.  “Morning love, you look pretty”, Bill whispered in my ear as he grabbed my hand.  “Morning Bill. Thanks, you don’t look too bad yourself”, I whispered the last part.  After breakfast, Molly wanted us to check our trunks for the year. I was in Charlie and Percy’s room double checking my things, when someone clears their throat. “Whatcha doing?”, Bill asked.  “Same thing everyone else is doing, silly”, I grinned.  “It’s your 7th year, what could you have missed to pack? I have a better idea”, he smirked.  “Oh yeah what’s that?”, I teased back.  “Just your lips on me while I discover more of you, if that’s okay with you, love”, Bill ran a hand through my hair.  I bite my tongue from groaning or screaming with excitement.  “What d’ya say?”, Bill asked again.  I turned around and grabbed his jaw, “Better make it good, who’s know when I’ll you again” Bill smirked, “That I can do, baby” Bill smashed his lips onto mine, grabbing my waist with his large hands. I ran my tongue over his bottom lip, gripping his hair, the groan didn’t slip my ears or mind. I smirked as I entered his mouth from him groaning.  Bill held his hands on my thighs, he pulled away, “Jump” I smirked before wrapping my ankles around his waist and clasping my hands in his hair.  “Good girl”, Bill whispered as he kissed my neck before getting my lips again.  We made out for a while until Molly’s voice rang in the halls.  Bill was still kissing me as Molly walked away.  I pulled away, “Bill, come on let me go”, I sighed as he attacked my neck with kisses and licks.  He didn’t listen, “Bill”, I whined. The older man groaned in my neck before dropping me to my feet, “Not fair”  “What are you on about, Weasley?”, I asked, shutting my trunk. “Do you know how addicting your lips and kisses are? Now, you have to leave me”, Bill scolded, more like pouting.  “If you help me take my trunks down, I might sneak in a kiss before I leave”, I giggled.  Bill perked up and grabbed my trunks, “Huh Bill, you forgot something”, I smiled at the eager redhead.  “Oh sorry”, He smiled.  I kissed him for each trunk, “four kisses for four trunks, I think that’s a good deal”, I smirked as I followed him downstairs.  “About time”, George groaned.  “Yeah, what did you pack? A house?”, Ron rolled his eyes.  “Ronald Bilius!”, Molly scolded with her hands on her hips. Fred and George grinned.   “Since you’re here, want to join us Bill?”, Molly smiled at her oldest.  He grinned at me and then her, “I would love to, Mum” 

“Jesus, Y/n what did you pack?”, Fred groaned as he threw my last trunk in.  “You know uniforms, robes, after school clothes, my bass and my guitar”, I smirked as Lee Jordan walked in the booth.  “Hey Lee”, I said.  “Lee help me. Princess decided to bring stuff she didn’t need”, Fred groaned.   “Work out more and you won’t have that problem, Frederick”, I smirked.  “Hey is that Angelina? Wow she grew up this year!”, George said, winking at me. Fred almost broke his neck trying to find the girl who wasn’t even there.  We all laughed at him, “Fuck you, Georgie”, he huffed plopping down with his twin. The boys started their own conversation, I decided to read ‘The Great Gatsby’. The longer I read, the more I thought of Bill, his hands on my waist, biceps that bludged as he held me against a wall of his childhood home.  Godric forbid, his plump, soft pink lips. The way he made me feel was more than Cedric or even my secret girlfriend, Evie. The thought of Bill Weasley drove me mad and my body even crazier.  

A few days later, I was in Great hall with Hermoine. Kids were putting their name into the goblet, cheering as their name was accepted. The twins barreled in the Great hall, talking about the potion they made.  I told them they were wasting their time, it wouldn’t work because they’re not old enough and Molly would kill them for even entering.  “It’s not gonna worrrkkk”, Hermoine smirked.  “Moine, don’t start”, I sighed as George pushed by to kennel by the younger girl.  ��Oh yeah, why’s that granger?”, Fred smirked.  Hermoine huffed, rolled her eyes before replying, “It’s an age line drawn by Dumbleodore himself.”, I rolled my eyes and blocked them out, Hermoine didn’t realize sometimes you gotta let the two idiots do stuff to find out not everything will go their way.  “Guys, what happens if it actually works? Then Dumbledore pulls one of your names, he’s not gonna let you either one of you attempt the tasks”, I held George’s hand.  They looked at each other and smirked, “Chill”, Fred said squishing my cheek. “You worry too much, brookie”, George held my other cheek.  “Fine, do it, I don’t care”, I sighed as Cedric dropped his name in.  We locked eyes for a moment, “Meet me outside”, He mouthed.  George and Fred drank their potion and jumped into the line. “Oh no”, I whined, knowing it was gonna go south any second now.  “Yeahhh”, Fred and George high waved to each other. Blue flames shot out and the twins were thrown out of the line.  The hall was quiet before giggling filled the hall, I looked over to see the twins now old men with beards similar to our headmaster.  

“You said”, “You said”, the twins whined before tackling each to the ground.  I decided to see what Cedric wanted,  “Y/n”, Cedric said from the stairs. “What is it, Diggory?”, I rolled my eyes.  “Just want to talk is that a problem?”, Cedric asked.  “Depends on the topic”, I deadpanned.  “I know I fucked up hard and broke your heart. I shouldn’t have tried to find some other happiness, I needed to talk to you instead of-”, I cut him off.  “Instead of thinking with your dick and plunging it into some girl who was willing to help get your rocks off, am I in the right direction, Ced? Whatever you have to say I don’t care nor do I want to ever speak to you again unless prefect duties make that in motion. So get fucked, Diggory”, I stood tall.  Cedric looked guilty and wasn’t making eye contact.  “What I thought and stay far away from me”, I grabbed his chin, making him look at me.   

“Why were you with Brooks? I thought you liked Chang?”, Tommy, Cedric’s best friend asked.  “Don’t worry about it”, Cedric stormed off.  Dinner came along, I was seated between the twins as usual.  “What’s wrong?”, Fred asked, getting a drink.  “I’ll tell you guys later, okay?”, I said with no emotions. The pair seem to understand I was moody and could snap any moment.  Cedric walked in with Cho laughing, holding her hand.  Some much anger coursed with my body, I snapped the cup in my hand. The twins, Hermoine, Harry, Ron and Lee stared at me.  I got up and walked to the door.  “Miss Brooks'', Professor McGonall yelled behind me. “Professor, no disrespect but I don’t think now is the time to talk to her”, George said.  I slammed the door of my prefect dorm, screaming and kicking stuff.  The door opened as I threw the compact mirror off my vanity, “What?!!”, I screamed.  The twins stood there cautiously,  “Up to talking yet?”, George asked.  I bit my lip, drawing blood.  “Hey hey, look at me. Y/n, look at me”, Fred got my attention, I stared into his brown eyes for a second.  I cried walking over to him, hugging his chest.  “Freddie”  “It’s okay, Freddie gotcha. Shushh, it’s alright”, Fred petted my head and rubbed my back.  Hot tears rushed out of my eyes onto Fred’s quidditch jumper, “I’m sorry, I got your jumper all wet”, I rubbed my sleeve under my nose.  Fred grinned, “That’s the first time water has hit my chest all year” I scoffed, George grinned.  “It was Cedric and Cho wasn’t it?”, Fred asked.  “That was my breaking point, Freddie. He asked me to meet him after he put his name in the goblet today. I’m beginning to think I was too aggressive with him”, I said.  “Why?”, George asked from the spot on my bed.  “I kinda cussed him out and didn’t let him talk. Just amused he was apologizing for last spring”, I said sheepishly.  “You wouldn’t let us beat him up so I think you cussing him out was good, love. Don’t worry about them, besides Charlie is coming this week”, George said.  

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Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas

December 25th, we are on alert

Still the anxiety rising, hey

I smoke like it's legal, hey

Tell me if anyone is normal

In Area 51, bro, there's Santa Claus, wow

Put the record on and you're dead, you wait for this piece more than the risen Christ

In my house the crucifix is ​​a memory

Son of God, I prefer abortion

I think I go to Mc, I put on a happy face like Arthur Fleck

I make a massacre if, again this year Michael Bublé sings on Italia 1

I smoke but don't mind it

There is the nativity scene that gives me a round of applause

People go where their noses take them

Especially if it is Pippo Baudo's

I ride with the revocation, eh

Widow type noise, huh

Christmas is upon us

Jehovah's Witness

If it gets me that bad

Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas

Even though it all seems the same to me

Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson, eh

I think I'm late today too, eh

I'm not on time for dinner

You know what the fuck I care about gifts

Or to see some stupid aunt

I hate Christmas like the Grinch, mh

'This flow kills you, it gives lessons, mh

I enter a cinepanettone, mh

With a shotgun, mh

New Year's Eve with a bang

I'm crazy, now I'm going to explode

I'm under your girlfriend's tree, I give her my cock with a bow

Hey, Santa Claus

Except one day a year he's just an old drunk

This year I made money and I will ask baby Jesus

What does he want as a gift, like Briatore

Well done, clown sings

All red bro, like Santa Claus

You who are around me, because you want a follow

I'll give you the likes, I'm Santa Cloud

I see you sad, maybe it's because you're not on Salmo's album

And if Santa Claus exists, I'm not the rapper of the year

If it gets me that bad

Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas

Even though it all seems the same to me

Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson

Nice gun, what does it shoot? Balls?

Better not be a tree, because he has more balls

When I come in, everyone goes, "Wow."

Between 'if I call God, he answers me: "Woof"

I don't give a shit, but at least

I always destroy myself when I have dinner

I ate a pandoro with Morgan

There was only icing sugar

Christmas makes you fat as shit

And waste the food we need

I don't pray to an angel, I'm not in Bethlehem

I don't envy the tree because it's broke

I'm sorry if you were alarmed

But you are as out of place as someone who goes on the subway and shouts: "Allah" with a gun

What a bomb of a gift

Your girlfriend, boar

Always eating

He's not Santa Claus

But such a big oaf

If it gets me that bad

Maybe, maybe it will be Christmas

Even though it all seems the same to me

Every time I think about it I get Charles Manson

They already ask me what I do on New Year's Eve

I wonder what I'll do on New Year's Eve

You didn't see us in your club, you're blind

Dinner at Mc, Jesus Crispy McBacon, huh

And at dinner with the relatives, mh

I introduce myself and take my leave, mh

"When are you going to give us the little ones?" (Eh)

I answer: "When I defrost them" (Wow)

I have a recurring dream that attracts me

Convince the Vanzinas to film Christmas in Syria

So perhaps we can see what is happening in Palestine

And on opening day, I shoot myself in the mouth in the front row

Merry Christmas, assholes

With my brains on De Sica and Boldi

We are as empty as your drunken talk

Give each other gifts, not our business, it's better if you leave

Fuck off kindly

The difference is there and you can feel it

I am always fresh, evergreen

You are always cool, always green

I'm going to shout "Happy New Year" at an Easter lunch

I already know it's in Santa's sack

Another great album from a talent dad

Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas

December 25th, we are on alert

Happy f- holidays, merry m- Christmas

December 25th, we are on alert 🚨

@bigbonzo @boanerges20 @faccaldo

CHARLES MANSON (BUON NATALE2) (feat. Lazza) by Salmo, Dani Faiv, Nitro