eight | stupid holiday nonsense... bull

[strike_you_out]

[Phone |  The telephone cord stretches from the kitchen all the way to the first step outside the door on the side of the house where, hopefully, this call will go unheard by other members of the household. "Christmas" and "gift-giving" are still very strange concepts in Slugger's mind.]


What do--

... ...

[Dammit, why is he even--  

Just. Spits it out.]    ...What do "mothers" like?


[Action |  While he ponders this, Slugger will be out shoveling snow off the driveway. It may look like a chore but he's actually doing this to uncover the icy death-trap and personal skating rink he created last week (which covers the entire driveway, the side-walk in front, and part of the street.)

And once the driveway is cleared, he'll be skidding up and down it -- he really does miss his skates. No, he does not care that he's about to cross into the direct trajectory of that oncoming vehicle.

SIDE-NOTE: One Edward Nigma may find that his socks have mysteriously gone missing...]

Comments

[Phone]

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

Depends on the Mother.

Re: [Phone]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

...

[He's got nothing-- Wait!]

She's the grandchild of Death.

Re: [Phone]

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[And chaos doesn't miss a beat; he's already met ol' Bill]

I see. Does she seem particularly interested in his job?

Re: [Phone]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

I... don't think so. [Unsure on that. Don't take his word for it.]

Why?

Re: [Phone]

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

Even with a Mother, a present should have meaning. If there is something she likes, going with that is not a bad idea.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[She's been trying to think of that as well.]

The one in my house wanted me to draw her a picture.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

A picture? [You can do that?]

Of what?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure.

Of anything?...

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

...Is it supposed to be something nice?

[The only things Slugger is good at drawing are terrible, hideous things.]

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

.....

.....I didn't think of that.


She did say anything.

[likescats.livejournal.com]

IF YOU ARE REFERRING TO YOUR MOTHER HERE, I HAPPEN TO KNOW THAT SHE IS QUITE FOND OF CHOCOLATE.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Chocolates... [This is very helpful. Death, you're a life-safer.]

Which kind?

[likescats.livejournal.com]

[Now that's ironic.]

ANY KIND? I'M NOT SURE WHAT KIND THIS WORLD WOULD HAVE.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

What are you getting her?

[likescats.livejournal.com]

I'M NOT QUITE SURE YET. A CARD....MAYBE I'LL GO TO THE STORE AND SEE IF THERE'S ANYTHING SHE MIGHT LIKE THERE.

[Action]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward pokes his head out the front door, calling out.]

Slugger!

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[In the driveway, Slugger turns toward the house with a shovel full of snow and stares up at Edward.]

...

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't come outside because...]

I can't find my socks anywhere. Have you seen them?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

...Check the laundry.

[He left one pair. Unlike his previous pranks, the reasons for this one aren't limited to the lulz.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Right. Check the laundry. That would make sense.]

Carry on then.

[And with that, he's off to check the laundry room.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Alcohol.

[Just deadpan saying that.]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

... Seriously?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yes. Buy your mom a bottle of scotch.

No, not seriously, idiot.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[STFU It isn't like he's ever done this before.]

Hilarious.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Hey man if it was his mom we were talking about that could be a legitimate answer.]

You know what your moms interests are or anything?