Six Christmas Giant Socks

[grimmdark]

A. Phone, unfiltered. Morning.

Some might have noticed this already, but I am returned to Mayfield a week or so after the events that shook the town in ways that go beyond the literal. Should I assume that everybody remains the same? Or have we lost new members of this fine society on the cruel grasp of droning?

I certainly hope we haven't.

B. Phone, filtered to Dave, John and Jade

Are you three still here? I will not accept to be left alone in this forsaken town doing the times of a cookie deliverer girl for the sake of not having my gray matter crisped and served as an appetizing.

C. Phone, filtered to Kanaya.

I have something for you. Where can we meet?

D. Around town, open for anybody who wants a grim scout girl on your door.

[Something Rose hadn't figured out was that her drone self? Had been a top selling scout girl, and now she had to bit her tongue and keep the good work. The fact Jade was apparently droned didn't make things better, as she couldn't stick to the girl and endure things the best way she could.

So if you get a knock on your door, you will find Rose, not happy at all, making her worst attempt to make you buy some cookies.]

Comments

[grimmdark]

It rots the brain, or so I've been told.

To the second point, I can accurately point one or two exceptional examples of zoological origin, but if I'm correct you might not want to hear about it.

[grimmdark]

I'm sure I'll need it.

[And she means it.]

[grimmdark]

Good.

[Her needs are private, like her thing with Kanaya. She seriously should talk about it...]

Yes, I was with Kanaya and both Karkat and Terezi. So perhaps the best way to proceed around him is to slowly let him get the idea of what it truly means to be a Mayfielder once more.

[grimmdark]

John, do try not to give yourself a headache over simplicities as such. Wasn't that Jade anyway? Whatever the town has decided to set as my last name matters little to us, all in all.

You are welcomed to pass by and help them with the decorations, for I'll surely try and avert my sight from whatever wizardly profanity my mother tries to settle on the living or other familiar spaces.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Oh. That's the chick that was macking on you, right? How's that been going anyway.

Probably should give John the deets about that too. Pretty sure he'd be interested.

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

Wow yeah whether you were about to tell me about the evolution of Santa Claus from apes or how a bunny might shit eggs, I'm pretty sure I don't need to hear it.

[grimmdark]

Macking, right. This is something we should better discuss on a later date, in private, alone. Without the company of others, preferably where we cannot be heard or sensed in any possible way.

[Whoops.]

[grimmdark]

Shame, it does make for a very entertaining reading though.

Although I guess your current bird self might make things slightly uncomfortable.

But seeing how Santa Claus is based on a human anyway, it escapes the range of my interests.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Getting that hot and heavy, huh?

[grimmdark]

Somewhere private.

[Doooooon't test her.]

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

This is the part where I ask you "what interests" and the next thing we know we're up to our ears in tentacles and space abominations again.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

You free right now?

[grimmdark]

Then this is a good time to break the vicious chain, don't you think?

Quick, throw in another banal yet infinitely more interesting subject of your interest in the awkward silence that is about to form.

[grimmdark]

Just say where.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

How about I come to your place.

[ and before you have time to protest, he's already on his way. since it's just down the street and he moves ridiculously quickly...

well, it isn't long before he just kinda appears behind her. ]

Yo.

[grimmdark]

[Just...grunting without being surprised. And she turns around.]

Strider.

I guess this works too.

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

Christmas is coming up, how do you think the town's going to fuck with it?

Don't say tentacles and space abominations.

And so it begins.

[grimmdark]

[Oh you had to go and make it complicated huh?]

Acidic snow. Top that.

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

Santa Claws, coming to slay everyone. I think that was a shitty movie, they like those.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

Seemed like a matter that needed immediate attention.

[grimmdark]

[Just...staring into those deep black shades.]

Is it now? Tell me more.

[timetables.livejournal.com]

[ mesmerizing right. ]

Wait I thought this was your show. You were going to lay down some mad revelation on me. Rock my world.

[grimmdark]

It sounds so bad it could actually happen.

Our Christmas three's decorations will explode on the 25th, maiming yet not killing anybody.

Not until we are attacked by several reindeers and a Santa Clause deeming us all as naughty.

[grimmdark]

[Like a never ending pit of coolness.

Rose opens her mouth, but closes it again. Okay what does she want to say. Is she...gay? Is that the term? But, in all honesty, she can't be sure. But what she has done so far is not on the realm of doubt anymore.]

We kissed, Kanaya and I. Several times. I enjoyed it every time and I hope I can enjoy it again. I guess that makes us girlfriends. I have no idea of what is means, but I guess...it makes me happy. It's a simple feeling I suppose, no need to pepper it and take it to metaphorical degrees just to make it sound alluring.

[Shrug.]

[nolongeralpha.livejournal.com]

That's disturbingly detailed and borderline pornographic.