Random Third Person Post of Crack Narration

[notimmaculate]

Today is Mary's birthday, but you knew that. At least, you should hope you knew it. Mary is calmly sitting on a plush couch in one of the mansion's corners. She is knitting, using the only present she has so far received. The yarn is dark blue and the product nearly shapeless, but don't tell her that

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[hellflowsover]

*smiles brightly* Happy birthday, Mother. Was everything to your liking?

[notimmaculate]

*vague smile* Thank you, Acheron. Everything was wonderful, except I have yet to find a target upon which to test these. *holds up the needles*

[hellflowsover]

*thank God they're not silver, thank God they're not silver--* *looks amused* I'm sorry I didn't get you that. Perhaps for Christmas.

[notimmaculate]

*rather. What would she do with silver needles anyway? ^_^* Christmas was more than a month ago, dear.

[hellflowsover]

*poke her eldest son's eyes out?* Oh, I'm aware of that. I meant next year. I could begin shopping for suitable victims soon, perhaps have Aornis come with me to make sure I get the best bargains. *apparently becomes a bit silly around Mother*

[notimmaculate]

*why would she want to do that? He wouldn't be a very useful son if he were suddenly blind* I trust that together you will be able to secure something favourable. *silliness is healthy, really*