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silverspotlight) wrote2012-05-20 09:06 pm
silverspotlight) wrote2012-05-20 09:06 pm
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[Someone's in his room chilling out]
[Soon enough, the door opens and Basco is standing there, leaning against the door frame and, for some reason, wearing a t-shirt and jeans. He's simply looking down at the pair of you and just starts laughing.]
[I'm covering my head with my flippers right now
oh sweet MagiMother at least he'll make me a stole and I can be fashionable in death]
oh sweet MagiMother at least he'll make me a stole and I can be fashionable in death]
[He's wearing normal clothes...
He's also laughing, but he's wearing normal clothes.]
... what are you wearing?
He's also laughing, but he's wearing normal clothes.]
... what are you wearing?
[Waving it off] Just things I got from Hina-chan. I'm more interested in the fact that you're like this together. Did it get a bit too wild for camps liking?
[I'm crawling under the bed] It wasn't anything like that!
[Flopping on the floor. Thanks :|]
It was the cake. I think I put actual sugar in it. I need to get rid of it, but we're currently in a position were I can't do that. It's why I called you ... that and we couldn't open the door.
It was the cake. I think I put actual sugar in it. I need to get rid of it, but we're currently in a position were I can't do that. It's why I called you ... that and we couldn't open the door.
I can believe all that except you calling my number specifically to ask for my help. Did you have trouble calling the intended person with the lack of hands?
[Still, leaning down for you to slither up his arm. And dragging the other one out from under the bed by his tail.]
[Still, leaning down for you to slither up his arm. And dragging the other one out from under the bed by his tail.]
[hanging loose and kind of swimming against the air, this is terrible news]
We're not exactly dextrous, y'know! Lemme down. [I am a fearsome and vile creature from the depths. Yes.]
We're not exactly dextrous, y'know! Lemme down. [I am a fearsome and vile creature from the depths. Yes.]
[Slithering up your arm and resting over your shoulder near your neck.]
It was a misdial, but does it matter? You'll do.
... Gai stop it. Cake is priority.
It was a misdial, but does it matter? You'll do.
... Gai stop it. Cake is priority.
Consider yourselves lucky you caught me in a good mood today. [Although not so much to Gai as he's still being held by the tail as he takes them both to the kitchen.]
The one with the strawberries on it?
The one with the strawberries on it?
That's the one! [I'll flap helpfully at the very least. :C]
It looks really good, but it's a trap.
It looks really good, but it's a trap.
I can't even bake my frustrations away without something bad happening.
Maybe that's the problem. You just have sloppy form when you get distracted with something else. [Putting the fluffy one on the table and looking at this cake.]
To be fair cooking helps keep a lot of people's minds off stuff.
[noses at the cake plate, and huffs quietly]
[noses at the cake plate, and huffs quietly]
[I don't even want to mention how much of this is your fault right now.]
. . .
[I spent a lot of time on this damn thing. It's sad to see it have to go.]
Throw it into the swamp.
. . .
[I spent a lot of time on this damn thing. It's sad to see it have to go.]
Throw it into the swamp.
And if that were true this time, you wouldn't be like this and have to throw out a perfectly fine cake. [picking up the whole thing and just tossing it out the window.]
[you were good the five seconds I got to enjoy you cake, au revoir 8(]
Others can still be made when we have arms again.
Others can still be made when we have arms again.
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