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[microwavemutant]

Pietro's been sitting around the house carving these puppets for the last month and it's driving me absolutely crazy. Every time I turn around there's another two or three of them sitting there, just staring at me.

[She picks up a marionette by the strings, looking mildly horrified.]So, who wants to buy a puppet? They're hand-carved! Made of wood

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[oncemercurial]

[Someone walks in from the next room with a really unpleasant look on his face.]

They're marionettes.

[microwavemutant]

What's the difference?

[She kind of... kicks the one she was holding away from her. Ew.]

[oncemercurial]

[He picks it up and cradles it. How could she?]

Marionettes have strings. Puppets are controlled with sticks or by hand.

[microwavemutant]

[Look it was attacking her, okay. You all saw.]

Are they more expensive? Should I jack up the price?

[oncemercurial]

They are more expensive, but you shouldn't be selling them at all. They're a family tradition.

[microwavemutant]

It's a family tradition to have fifty marionettes just lying around?

[oncemercurial]

My father made them for a living. So yes, we commonly had them around.

[microwavemutant]

But you don't make them for a living.

[oncemercurial]

I enjoy having them around nonetheless. They're comforting.

[microwavemutant]

[The most horrified look ever.]

What.

[oncemercurial]

They're comforting. They remind me of my childhood. As I'm sure Polly Pockets and VHS copies of Mallrats do you.

[microwavemutant]

Do you see me hoarding either of those things, like, at all? No. Because that would be creepy and weird.

[oncemercurial]

Do you make them?

[microwavemutant]

What kind of question is that?

[oncemercurial]

A question! You do not make thinks that remind you of your home, I, however, do! Further, my home doesn't even exist in this world.

My sister is gone, my child has never been to this world... I love you very much, Angelica, but there are certain things this existence simply lacks.

[microwavemutant]

There's a difference between making a puppet like your dad used to and filling my living room with creepy marionettes. [Exasperated sigh!] God, Pietro! How many puppets does one man need?