Joy Unto You And A Merry Christmas Too

[ceasetoexist]

[Hey Mayfield, you ever seen a fat kid tear ass on foot through newly fallen snow? Well, todays your chance if you haven't before. You've got a few choices for how to interact with Pokey today.]

A. On His Way To 945 Beulah Street

[Hey 945 Beulah Street. You've got a visitor today, knocking rapidly, and obnoxiously on your door. You may want to answer it, because if Pokey decides you're taking too long for his tastes, he has absolutely no problem with trying to bash one of your windows in to try and get in. Feel free to catch him doing either.]

B. Phone

[When he speaks, his voice is lower then usual. Angrier too. And that last one's saying something.]

So did anyone get anything nice for Christmas? No, they didn't, did they?

And what did you idiots expect. Of course we didn't. The town decided to kick us while we're down again, just like we knew it would. Running out of creative steam, huh town? What's going to be your next friggin' trick, giving us each a monkey's paw and seeing how we screw ourselves.

I've had it. I've had it I've had it I've had it. So screw it.

She's right next door. I'm going to give her her comeuppance. Feel free to join me if you want.

C. Being an Absolute Dumbass

[If you're on Ricardo Street, feel free to notice Pokey standing on top of his mech, not across from his own house, but 501 Ricardo. The Smith House. And he's just shivering. But not from cold. He pauses for a moment before screaming.]

Hey! You little witch! I know you're in there, aren't you? I bet you're just laughing and laughing and laughing! Well, I'm tired of it. "

You've got a minute to come out before I blow your friggin' house up. Maybe it won't matter much, but it'll at least be an inconvenience. Who knows, maybe it'll be too much for even you to stop and I'll get lucky.

So how about you do us both a favor and get your scrawny little psychic witch butt out here before I...uuuuh....inconvenience you...

[Wow, this sounded a lot more threatening in his head.]

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just nods, shy and embarrassed.]

...Probably not. ...I'll...probably just go home now.

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

You live next door, so I won't walk you. I will make sure you go though. [Which means she'll watch you walk all the way back. Deal with it.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

You don't....

Okay.

[And he'll do just what you asked, Kyrie. Lucky you. Most of the fight's gone from the kid by this point.]

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

...Oh! Wait, one more thing, Pokey! [Oops just remembered something super important.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[And he'll stop there, walking back slowly.]

...Yeah?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

[She laughs, a bit awkwardly.]

Ah...in the panic of the town's way of celebrating, I forgot to get you your gift today. I'll be sure to give them to you when things clear up though.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....That's okay. ...I...uuuuh...I need to still get you something, you know?

[enviousmath.livejournal.com]

You don't need to worry about that. I don't really need anything anyway, but I won't stop you. Now, go back home and relax alright.