grimmdark | Six Christmas Giant Socks

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.]

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[Thank goodness you're not droned anymore, Rose.]

So far? Not really. But we gained the most dangerous troll there is. Stay close to Kanaya, all right?

Pray tell me more about this troll? I don't remember finding any of you twelve to be uncharacteristically dangerous.

Her Imperious Condescension - the Condesce - is my direct ancestor. You don't know her because she's been off on her fancy ship taking over countless planets for hundreds of sweeps. But I always knew she'd come back. She had to. We share a lusus and it would have her come back to come after me.

That's an inevitability, but I'm more worried about the rest of you humans than I am myself. She's hurt one already and I know she'll hurt more.

Ancestor? I thought you trolls had less...uniform ways of reproduce. I didn't know you had a direct relation to any in particular.

[And a particular nasty one, it would seem.]

I will keep my eyes open though. Thanks for the advice. And don't risk yourself with a family meeting if possible.

The dominant genes can float to the top, making as close to a direct connection as there can be.

[She manages a tired laugh.]

I don't intend to, but it's inevitable. It won't be a question of how she gets me, but how painful it will be.

You... have something for me?

I can come to your hivedwelling. It would be best if we never met at my assigned hive. Ever again.

Hm. Interesting, to say the least.

I will not allow you to put your life in danger, Feferi. Do watch your steps carefully, or ask somebody to overview the family bonding and be ready to intercede.

I indeed do.

My house then. Has Scratch done something I must be informed about?

And, regardless of how that sounded, I want you to tell me what happened.

In short, "Yes." In the extended version...

...let's discuss it in person. Though I warn you I may not be able to relate the entire story as I do not know it myself.

People were depressed. Then snow happened. That is what you missed.

[He would be so internally butthurt if he knew you'd filtered a call to the rest of them but not his iShades]

Egbert got his memories reset. Well, Mayfield memories. It sounds like he's got more from the Alpha timeline than he did before though.

[Dad catches just Rose before she leaves one day, pulling out a ten dollar bill.]

How many boxes will this buy?

I'll be waiting for you then.

[So Rose will be sitting outside of her house, a jade colored knitted back on her legs.

And an equally jade colored scarf inside, but that's the surprise for Kanaya.}

Sounds like a highly unremarkable week to lose. I guess I can't complain.

...so it seems the Scratch was performed in the end. Good.

[And she's making a note to add him on later calls. Promise.}

[Ooops sorry for that puff of cigarette smoke in your face.] Whatzis?

[DAD Y U SO GENEROUS}

About four, I think.

...you don't need yo trouble yourself with this, really.

It's not really any trouble. I can tell from your expression that this is probably something the town roped you into doing, but I admire your resolve to do a good job at it anyway. Just consider it a little head start, okay?

[Holding out the bill.]

Yeah, I think Jade said something about that. Did you see her after she got done being droned? She's a furry now. [Says the orange-crow-boy]

[You have earned one (1) indifferent stare.]

Cookies. Buy or abscond.

Jade had the idea, and it's not like me to leave friends to embark into new and uninteresting things without proper aid.

[Also Kanaya is supposed to be involved, this is very important. Rose grabs the bill and separates four boxes.]

I can't warrant the contents are worthy of the prize though.

I have noticed the ears, if that's what you tried to imply.

And if she's a furry, you might very well be a feathery...

[But everybody knew that already.]

I sincerely hope that reaching God Tier doesn't include a chance of attaining atavistic qualities for everybody.

Astute observation Lalonde; would never have noticed it without you.

I dunno, John doesn't seem like he picked up anything weird. Though maybe it's a girl thing. We can expect cat ears and tentacles on you when the time comes.

You're a strange kid. I'll take a box, I guess.

That's good too. Friends should stick together. Who knows, you might even have a little fun with it if you sell them as a pair.

[Dad takes the boxes and sets them on the kitchen table for later.]

You get a merit badge or something like that for selling the most, right?

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