Third floor common room [Saturday morning]

[makemyownway]

Cade was being followed around by a karking animal today. A talking karking animal called a hy-eeda or something.

"STOP EATING THE COCOA PUFFS."

...that apparently shared Cade's taste in breakfast cereal.

"Kark me," Cade groused, flopping onto a sofa.

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[hoorayimrich]

"Did anyone else wake up with--" Well. Tony got his answer just by looking around the room. Something copper colored moved around his forearm, also looking around.

"I told you," the snake said in a quiet hiss.

[myownface]

"There's like a party of talking animals today," Sparkle shared, glancing at Tony thoughtfully as the snake spoke... hissed... said things. "I have a weasel-"

"Ermine."

"-whatever in my bag. Why is this island so messed-up?"

[hoorayimrich]

"Beats me, this is a new one," Tony replied, making a face as the snake decided to disappear up the sleeve of his shirt. It reappeared wrapped carefully around his neck.

Because this mean prime viewing spot.

"For a genius, he's very dim," the snake called out softly. Possibly it was aimed at Sparkle's ermine.

"Marilwen." Yeah, Tony had gotten a lot of this so far.

[myownface]

"They all lose a few IQ points when this sort of thing happens, have you noticed?"

Sparkle gave his bag a good shake. Reyna shut up. For now.

"You know, if Lewis really wanted to make certain I learned my lesson about acting out while I'm on parole, he could have sent me to boot camp, or something. This is too messed-up, even for me."

[hoorayimrich]

Marilwen snickered in a way that could easily be confused with another hiss if you weren't paying attention. Tony just sighed, going for the coffee. Look, he really needed it today. A whole freakin' pot of it.

"At least they're not attacking us or anything."

[myownface]

"Yet. Give it time, man. They'll all like combine into one giant animal-based super robot before the weekend is through and try to take down the island or something."

Sparkle's imagination was, perhaps predictably, in overdrive this morning.

"... And if that happens I'm filming it and trying to market the footage in Japan."

[hoorayimrich]

"..." Tony stared at him in concern, pouring more coffee grounds than strictly necessary into the filter. "How much did you sleep last night?"

[myownface]

"Before or after I woke up to a weasel trying to steal my socks?"

"He was up well past midnight," the weasel helpfully informed the snake. "He was out breaking-"

The bag got another good shaking.

"So, you making enough coffee to share?"

[hoorayimrich]

Marilwen shook her had sadly, circling around Tony's neck again as though to find a comfortable spot. Strangely, Tony didn't even make a face this time.

It felt weirdly normal.

"He doesss that too," she said.

"Just when I'm working," Tony protested, grabbing a second mug for Sparkle.

[myownface]

"Right! All the best work happens after like one in the morning," Sparkle agreed before Reyna could speak up again. "You don't just throw away perfectly good productive hours of the day for shit like sleep!"

Productive. Breaking into old warehouses and spray-painting genitalia on the walls. Same thing.

[hoorayimrich]

Well, maybe not that for Tony. Not unless he was drunk. Or hanging out with Ben.

"Exactly!"

[myownface]

"Man, I love it when we can speak on the same level like this," Sparkle decided, grinning happily. "Any idea why these things can talk, yet?"

[hoorayimrich]

"Marilwen says they're daemons?" Tony replied. "It's very... metaphysical as far as I can tell."

[myownface]

"That's great," Sparkle intoned. "I'm an athiest. Madame Weaselface-"

"Reyna."

"-is welcome to take off now, since I don't believe in her and all."

[hoorayimrich]

"I'm a futurist." What did that even mean, Tony? "Maybe they'll go away soon enough."

[myownface]

"Not soon enough," Sparkle intoned. "They're still here. Being sock-thieves."

The horror.