[Lily has bundled up and plunked herself on one of the benches in the castle courtyard, her journal open in her lap to read. The past week or so has been stressful, even if she didn't know any of the victims personally, and just reinforced her belief that the castle is awful and she REALLY does not want to be here anymore ( Read more... )

[the journal picks up a low groan and the rustling of blankets as Lily rolls over in her bed -- tired and disoriented and very, very hungover.]

Hey-- [she clears her throat] Hey, castle. Gimmie a tuna melt. Greasiest, dirtiest you got.

[pause]

Oh, come on. You can do better than that. I'm talking 24-hour diner stuff, here.

[another pause, ( Read more... )

[Irish pubs seem to be popular in these Christmas dreams; have one more, Paradisa! MacLaren's is packed on Christmas Day -- bright, warm, and probably much more festive than it logically would have been. But this is Lily's subconscious, and Lily's subconscious is automatically much more festive than anything else in the world. There are lights ( Read more... )

You know, you guys made a way bigger deal than you needed to about this whole... mistletoe-switcheroo thing. It's not fun, but it's not the end of the world, either.

[there's a snap, like scissors, and the squeak of a tape dispenser. you know what that means, kids. PRESENTS.]

Relax! It's Christmas. A couple awkward kisses shouldn't be enough to ( Read more... )

[the journal drops open rather abruptly, and as soon as it does there's the rather distinct sound of jingling intermixed with some generic rustling as she moves around her room. This goes on a for a few seconds before she finally starts to dictate.]

Alright, castle. Tomorrow's December 1st, and you know what that means. It's now -- officially! -- ( Read more... )

[evening, after his shift at the Kat, finds Barney in the kitchen, chugging a can of Red Bull. he's got a printout of the castle map off CastleNet, and has marked off all the currently empty rooms with NEON GREEN highlighter. once he finishes off the can, he burps spectacularly - yes, into the journal, you're all welcome - and scribbles up a ( Read more... )

[The cemetery, now that it's nearing the end of the festivities, looks a little different. Decorative throw pillows, if you didn't leave any customary ones for your dearly departed, have been provided for all of the graves, sitting neatly near the flowers and other decorations and offerings. A table has been placed next to the entrance, an ( Read more... )

Wow, the castle's really going all-out, huh? [There's the rhythmic dingdingdingding! of candy being poured into a bowl; all that candy corn that's EVERYWHERE in her room now.] There's no way I'm going to be able to eat all of this. Somebody didn't get the memo that all the good houses have lots of different candy ( Read more... )

[Lily's waking up dazed and disoriented in the clinic, because unfortunately this particular head injury is not a package deal with a loss change/trip home/what have you. No, this one is just having a very heavy box dropped on your head by one of your best friends ( Read more... )

Well, so much for the most awesome do-over ever.

... Anyone wanna help me get Lily up to the castle, and into the clinic? I kinda .... uh. Knocked her out with a coffee box.

[siiiiighs, and looks around]

We're down in the WildKat...