Milkfields finest hour! Backdated to Thursday morning.

[weiss_tank]

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[sablebombay]

......

[Yep. Ken got to the milk first today. Omi about to ask if he's alright, when he suddenly runs off. And since we can't let him just wander around town in whatever crazy state he happens to be in, Omi is following. It takes him a while to catch up, and when he does, he approaches his teammate slowly...]

Umm... Ken? What are you doing?

[weiss_tank]

Hey Omi. Gettin' all these open for Aya. Who knows why the fuck he wants 'em all, but who knows why he wants anythin'. I'd argue, but he's in a horrible mood today.

[Ken grumbles]

Of course why he had to choose the ones that like to roll away is beyond me.

[sablebombay]

[Looks at the terrified squirrels. Looks back at Ken.]

You have to open the squirrels?

[He just.... wants to make sure he has that right. He hopes the poor squirrels are quick today.]

[weiss_tank]

Squirrels? What are you talkin' about Omi?! I have to open these stupid pop bottles! [Ken sees no fuzzy critters. He would leave them alone if that was the case.]

[sablebombay]

[Very patiently.]

No, Ken. Those are squirrels.

[Approaching carefully.]

I think the milk made you sick. So maybe you should come home and lie down.

[weiss_tank]

[Ken is now looking at Omi like the kid had grown a second head.]

Uhh...since when are squirrels made of glass and filled with melon soda? I ain't sick, that milk did dick all.

[sablebombay]

[Yeah, Omi is just not having any of this today.]

Okay, then why are the 'sodas' running away from you?

[weiss_tank]

I keep kicking them. I think that last bottle of African violet food got on my hands so even if I get one it slips out.

[He half knows he's in Mayfield and half thinks he's home.]

[sablebombay]

The one you were just trying to catch has gone up a tree.

[He points helpfully.]

Soda bottles can't climb trees.

[He's still trying to be very patient. This is easily the weirdest conversation he's had in a while.]

[weiss_tank]

No it hasn't. It went under the desk. Are you ok Omi?

[sablebombay]

I'm fine.

[He isn't the one intent on tearing the heads off squirrels.]

But you should really just come home with me now. Miakis will worry if you're wandering around in this state.

[weiss_tank]

Miakis...but Aya'll have my head! You know how he gets sometimes... [grumble grumble]

Not that I wouldn't mind not doin' this for a bit.

[sablebombay]

I'll handle Aya. In fact, go ahead and tell him it's my fault you didn't finish.

[weiss_tank]

Really? Ya sure Omi?

Alright, fine, just let me clean up the mess in here.

[sablebombay]

N- no, it's okay. I'll handle that too.

[weiss_tank]

Gee Omi, that's really Ni---

Wait. Are you just doin' this out of the goodness of your hear, or is that about that vase you broke the other day...[suspicioussss!]