A tradgedy!

[spoon_tick]

*The Tick bounds into the Nexus once more, holding a single lavender sock. (The lavender color that you get when a guy washes his whites with colors.) He looks at the sock mournfully before gazing out into the Nexus

Comments

[dragonlet]

The dryer eats socks.

[spoon_tick]

*looks shocked*

The dryer eats socks! What blasmphy is this?! The Dryer that makes my clothes all nice and warm and snuggly soft from the heat of its drying goodness demands socks in sacrifice?

Doesn't it care about the children? DOSEN'T IT?!

[dragonlet]

No it doesn't. Because it's a MACHINE.

Go with Terra's suggestion of buying extra socks to appease it.

[spoon_tick]

Oh, soulless soulless machine! Why do you do this? WHY?!

*breaks down into sobs*

[markovincognita]

What Dlet said. Sometimes th'dryer gets hungry. Buy more socks t'feed to it sometimes.

[spoon_tick]

Appease this monster that will deprive children of their warm toes? Appease this monster that will deprive little kittens and puppies of things to play with?

NEVER!

[markovincognita]

If y'appease it now of your own will, it won't take th'socks when you really need 'em.

[ms_tique]

She's right, Tick. For the sake of the greater good, you need to buy entire bags of Sacrificial Socks. I recommend the type that come 12 pairs to a bag at Big Lots. They feel no pain.

The dryer is your friend. It wants to keep you cozy and warm, but just like you need tasty grease to fight evil, it needs tasty socks to keep the rest of your clothes deliciously toasty. For the sake of the children, Tick. Buy extra socks.

[chinese_unicorn]

((ZOMG. XD))

*the little Kirin blinks, then peers at her hooves* ...hm. I have never had this problem, even when not in this form... *one ear turns forward as the other rests to the side* ...what is a dryer?

[spoon_tick]

*the Tick stops sobbing and stares at the little creature before sweeping it up into a gaint hug* OH SWEET innocence to know not what a dryer is! How I must perserve you! And protect you from evil!!

((XD))

[chinese_unicorn]

*squeaks, but doesn't resist being picked up and hugged, her ears flicked forward curiously* You are a warrior of justice?

[spoon_tick]

I am! I am a warrior for Justice! For Truth! For little puppies with wet noses that lick your chin! For Happy Sunny days at the park with yummy ice cream cones that dribble down your hand! That I am little talking horse! That I am!

[ballade_]

Um...

Wasn't there someone labelling all the doors and portals around here maybe last month or the month before I'm not sure which and they found a door that led to a universe where all the lost socks go to?

[spoon_tick]

They're running away? What harm have I done to these socks that they feel that they must run away from me and all that they know to some strange and cold universe all alone!?

*squeezes and shakes the sock in his hand before petting it gently* I'm sorry little sock! I didn't know!

[ballade_]

*Ballade looks completely confused* Um, I don't think they ran away. Just got lost. They get lost in the dryer and end up behind one of the doors here.

*he looks around for the door labeled Lost Socks*

[spoon_tick]

Lost?! The poor socks got LOST! HURRY!! WE MUST FIND THEM!!

[shadygoddess]

You could wear mis-smatched socks.

[spoon_tick]

*he shakes the sock at her* Don't you understand? It's not about me! It's about the socks! The socks that have lost their mate! How can the go on living with out their mates?! They can't just choose another one, it wouldn't be the same! Stripes don't go with solids! Green doesn't go with lavander and blue spots! It doesn't work MAN! It doesn't WORK!!

[ms_tique]

Sometimes, when two socks have been together for a very long time, one starts to fade in the laundry and the other picks up new color from being thrown in with a batch of reds. When you try to match them together, you discover that even though they started off a matched set, they're no longer the same pair of socks. You can't force socks that no longer match to stay mates forever, Tick.

Perhaps the "lost" socks have actually asked the dryer for refuge, for a chance to go out into the wide world and see if they can find another sock as faded or stained as they are, to start a new life as part of a new pair. Don't stand in their way. Let them love again.