XXXIV. [Video] [AKA fuck you Aaron and your mistletoe]
[Well, it's evening in the Eastern district. A sleepy-eyed vampire is awakening in her coffin in Tony Stark's mansion. She opens up the lid and stands up, stepping out of the box and unaware that the journal has clicked on.
Oh, but wait. Something is different today.
Despite already having vaguely pointed ears - thank you, vampirism - Rip's ears have grown bigger, more elf-like, so that they're sticking up past her head.
Also she's in head to toe red and green elf costume with curled shoes and everything. But she hasn't noticed.
Yet.
Walking down the hall, Rip makes to turn a corner and bumps head-long into America coming the other way. Before she can open her mouth to yell - IDIOT AMERICAN! - she happens to glance up, and catches sight of a piece of mistletoe that hell no wasn't there before.
She opens her mouth again to try yelling, but what comes out of her mouth aren't threats or declarations of bodily harm.
It's her tongue.
In America's mouth.
Gross.]
[Thanks to Tony, now locked from both Captain and Major]
Oh, but wait. Something is different today.
Despite already having vaguely pointed ears - thank you, vampirism - Rip's ears have grown bigger, more elf-like, so that they're sticking up past her head.
Also she's in head to toe red and green elf costume with curled shoes and everything. But she hasn't noticed.
Yet.
Walking down the hall, Rip makes to turn a corner and bumps head-long into America coming the other way. Before she can open her mouth to yell - IDIOT AMERICAN! - she happens to glance up, and catches sight of a piece of mistletoe that hell no wasn't there before.
She opens her mouth again to try yelling, but what comes out of her mouth aren't threats or declarations of bodily harm.
It's her tongue.
In America's mouth.
Gross.]
[Thanks to Tony, now locked from both Captain and Major]