part 181 maids a milking

[aphanon_meme]

Fiiiive golden rings... four... humming birds? Uhh something. I don't know. I don't know why this song has been in my head all day, either. I hope your day has been good! :)

Enjoy part 181!

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Comments

+1/2 (making dinner and pretending to do homework) OOC

[wrath_ofkhan]

I like situational threads better, because I feel more like I'm joining in with something rather than leaping out into the middle of the meme in all my side-character glory, lol.

But I like making threads, when there's something interesting I've thought up or there's a plot development I want to continue! it's exciting and fun, and makes for simpler archiving.

[whatsthehammer]

He still totally started it. 'cuz he's an ass.

What happen a lot, the gettin' witched?

[wrath_ofkhan]

Yeah! First you, then Sfer-ee-geh... seems like everybody I meet who knows you or is you gets 'emself turned into a girl!

...Guess I've just met you two, but I bet your brothers've gotta' make cursed bets like that, too.

You gotta' be careful, y'know! Curses an' witchings're dangerous stuff.

[whatsthehammer]

Nah, Islan's too young t'be doin' anything dangerous, an' Norge's way too smart. An' Sverige, well.

[leans in, and whispers like he's imparting a very important secret:]

Between you an' me, he's got a weird thing fer 'em witches. I keep tellin' him ta leave off, yanno? I know it's dangerous, an' ya think he'd know, too, but he just keeps stickin' his nose in their business! If I didn't know any better, I'd think I oughta be worried about'm! 's gonna bite'm in the ass someday!

[wrath_ofkhan]

[leans in, his eyes wide]

[whispers back]

Really? That ain't good. He's gonna get himself in trouble one a' these days, if he keeps that up. Worse trouble'n turnin' into a girl.

[whatsthehammer]

[sagely nod]

'zactly! An' I met the kid once --th'witch, that is-- an' he's pretty nice an' all, fer a witch, but still.

[and now, back to your regularly scheduled voice volume:]

So this ain't somethin' we all do a lot. Somehow, it just sorta happens that when he gets inta crazy stuff, I end up gettin' inta crazy stuff, too. Yanno?

[wrath_ofkhan]

[crosses his arms and scuffs the toe of his boot against the floor]

Huh, guess I do... but my brothers ain't like that. Us doin' stuff together an' all, even stuff like gettin' cursed. They don't look out for me, either.

Only thing I've ever got into with 'em is war.

[whatsthehammer]

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That ain't right, family's s'posed ta stick together. Even with war an' all.

[osmaniac]

[stomps, clutching one of the comics from the boxes]

Found ya, deranged pervert!

[wrath_ofkhan]

Huh? Oh, hey, it's you! What're you talkin' about?

[squints at the comic in your hand; he can't make out what it is with you crumpling it up]

What's that thing?

[osmaniac]

Pretendin not to know? Piled em all up in boxes and hid behind em.

[throws it to you]

Ya drew these didntcha.

[wrath_ofkhan]

Hey, I didn't do nothin'!

[catches it]

[opens it and looks]

...

[squints]

[YELLS and tosses it away-that's definitely not yogurt-then wipes his hands on his... breastplate thing]

Eugh, what is that!? Gross, real gross! Oh! [shudder]

[osmaniac]

...Good actin. Almost looked as if ya ain't makin and collectin this stuff.

[wrath_ofkhan]

Hey, I wouldn't make this stuff in a thousand years! You're the pervert, diggin' it up an' carryin' it around!

...Hey, you talkin' about those boxes I was usin' for my ambush? Those were there! I was just hidin' behind 'em, I didn't put 'em there!

[osmaniac]

Carried it around to show it to ya! Not happy havin pictures of myself gettin screwed all over by beasts and squids and god knows what else!

So ya got no idea?

[wrath_ofkhan]

Nope, none!

C'mon, do I look like the kinda' guy that'd draw that kinda' stuff? Ain't got the time, for one thing! And... eww.

...Wait, there's books of you gettin'... you know... by squid? [still looks disgusted, but morbidly curious now] ...How many?