Some Days are Better then Others - Phone/Action

[ceasetoexist]

[Action Locked to 502 Ricardo Street]

[Hey new not!family members, enjoy having the day start with some incomprehensible screaming coming from one of the kid's rooms before it finally stops, the kid stomping out of his room and slamming the door closed as he makes his way down to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

Which he'll still cause a mess doing, despite the fact that he's just getting some cereal. He doesn't really care about cleanliness, at the moment, and he manages to spill quite a bit of cereal and milk on the counter due to his irritation before finally taking a seat at the table to eat.

Pokey for his part looks about as friendly as a rabid pitbull at the moment. Enjoy meeting your new not!son/brother, everyone.]

[Phone]

Oh man, there is just nothing that makes you feel better then getting friggin' droned. No really, wonderful! Especially since I didn't do anything this time other then...well, okay, I can think of some things, heh.

Anyway, did I actually manage to miss anything important while I was gone? Except, you know, you people deciding to have a dance for some reason, which is just a great reaction to everything we learned. Well, I guess it's kind of funny in a stupid way, but whatever. Dances are just stupid in general.

And, oh boy, we got crap back from the Post Office after everything that went wrong last month!

[And there's the sound of him opening his letter, voice going even more cheerfully mocking.]

Gee, I wonder if it'll actually give me something worthwhile this time, since it didn't last-

[A pause.]

Heh. Hehehehehehe.

You know something? Life can be pretty cool sometimes.

[Action]

[Hey, look out at your yard, or the street across from your house. See something? It'll look like something's shimmering for a minute. It's vague, and featureless, though after a few seconds it starts to gain more and more features. Until finally, it comes into view as a rather large spider mech appears there.

And then the cockpit'll open, Pokey gleefully, climbering out of it and on top of the mech.]

Ahahahahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! It was about friggin' time I-WHOA!

[And that'd be Pokey managing to slip off the top of the mech and face-planting into the ground.]

Comments

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

...? Why?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just sits there, trying to control his breathing. Even if he walked into it with you at the Dairy? Still not excited to see the person who used his own mech to kill him.]

....Just....don't mess with her, alright? Just not now.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... I wasn't going to...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

O-oh. Well...

[Well, now he just kind of looks like a frightened little tool. He quickly shakes his head to re-balance himself before frowning and walking back over to the mech.]

Well good then. Do you want something, then?

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

...

... I was just wondering if it could teleport out of Mayfield...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

If it could do you think I'd still be here?



Usually it could. They must've limited it.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... that's a good point...



... oh... that's too bad...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's too friggin' bad! I'd be gone without a word if I could get it.

[No he wouldn't.]



Why'd you side with him?

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... because of the unlikely chance that he might have been telling the truth about sending me back...

1/2

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Staring. Just staring for a moment, Nanashi.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Pfffffft AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Really?

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

*doesn't even act indignant or anything*

... yes...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that was pretty stupid of you. You really thought he would've kept his end of the bargain?

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

*if she cared enough, she'd point out that laughing at her and calling her stupid was potentially suicidal*

... not really, but there was still a small chance that he was telling the truth...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey's a pretty firm believer of do as I say, not as I do, even if it's utterly stupid of him to be such.]

...Out of curiosity? How long have you been here?

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... a little less than five months now...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...I'm surprised you'd still think there was even a chance he wasn't lying by now. It's what he does. I know his type.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... oh well, what's done is done...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Yeah.

I guess it is.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

...

... how many times have you died so far...?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Well, that gets a reaction from him. He stares slack-jawed for a moment, before immediately moving to rage.]

That's none of your business, is how many times I've died here!

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... dying's not that bad, once you get used to it...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey just laughs mirthlessly.]

Really? Cause each time it's happened, it's managed to be worse. I mean, I can't friggin'-

[He can't imagine actually killing anyone, not anymore, except for a few of the people he really does hate. But hell, he can't say that.]

It's bad, regardless.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... if you start thinking of death as just an inconvenience, it's easier to handle...

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Except, you know.

For the pain. Believe it or not? Not a fan of that.