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[notakumamommy]

[An eighteen year-old Alma's humming in a cheery way, rummaging around in one of the many closets of the DR

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[asinglelotus]

[He's just looking at Alma like he's lost his mind, which really isn't anything new.]

[notakumamommy]

..Two little devils all dressed in red, trying to get to heaven on the end of a thread, but the thread string broke and down they all fell... Tiny Yuu! You made it! [it really isn't, but he's flashing a happy grin anyway]

[asinglelotus]

I'm not tiny! [Crosses arms.]

... Made what?

[notakumamommy]

[sets the box on the ground and digs through it, pulls out a potato head and a transformer figure] Look, aren't these cool?

[asinglelotus]

[Blinkblink.]

What are they?

[notakumamommy]

[looks at them] ... I haven't the slightest actually. But aren't they cool?

[asinglelotus]

[Pokes the potato head.] They're deformed. [Just... doesn't get it.]

[notakumamommy]

[potato head's eye falls out.] You can rearrange them, it's pretty neat.

[asinglelotus]

What happens if you rearrange them?

[notakumamommy]

[trying to twist the transformer around] .... [ends up with a mess not really robot or car] Maybe there's instructions.

[asinglelotus]

I don't see the point. [Regardless, his interest has been caught enough to mess with some of the Transformer's parts.]

[notakumamommy]

[offers him the transformer and gets to work rearranging potato head's face]

[asinglelotus]

[Takes it, and after about a minute of messing with it, the "arm" falls off.

Looks up and blinks. Was it supposed to do that?]

[notakumamommy]

[blinks at it] .... Maybe it's detachable?

[asinglelotus]

Maybe. [Attempts to reattach it.]

[notakumamommy]

[sticks the potato head's parts in at random and watches Yuu] If not.. we could get some glue? Or tape.