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superordinary) wrote2013-10-15 12:04 am
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4th rebuttal; text/action for the dangan house
[ Last time was Detention with Alter Ego, tonight is the garbage room. Taiki is there with him for company, but every last scrap of food they manage to find is completely rotten and there's no way to know what's safe to drink and what isn't. He can't tell how long he's in there but it feels like days.
Eventually, the hunger becomes too overwhelming and before he realizes what he's doing, his body moving seemingly on its own, he's grabbing an iron pipe from the remnants of the space rocket and lunges toward the Arcafoodfoodfoodfoodfoodnine--
And suddenly Naegi is back in his bed in Goldenrod City, cold and drenched in sweat and the dream still fresh (too fresh) in his mind. He heaves a sigh of relief when he sees his Arcanine fast asleep on the floor next to the bed and he reaches out to scratch the dog behind the ears. Instead of going back to sleep, though, he decides to quietly go downstairs to the kitchen. Maybe it's because he just had a dream about starvation but he really feels like having some food right about now.
Godawful o'clock in the morning is the perfect time for sandwiches and a tub of ice cream, okay. It's also the perfect time for doing FTEs with Ishimaru. ]
[ Later, Ishimaru's gone back to bed and Naegi can't sleep because fuck these nightmares so he decides to write up the following text and post it to the network. It's still godawful o'clock in the morning but maybe someone's around to help him kill some time. ]
How do you keep 30 Eevees and their evolutions from shedding fur all over the house?
Also, what do you do when you can't sleep?
[ That's it, that's the post. He's not even exaggerating about those thirty Eevees. If any other dangans are awake, they'll find him playing tetris in the kitchen or playing with one of the Eevees. ]
Eventually, the hunger becomes too overwhelming and before he realizes what he's doing, his body moving seemingly on its own, he's grabbing an iron pipe from the remnants of the space rocket and lunges toward the Arcafoodfoodfoodfoodfoodnine--
And suddenly Naegi is back in his bed in Goldenrod City, cold and drenched in sweat and the dream still fresh (too fresh) in his mind. He heaves a sigh of relief when he sees his Arcanine fast asleep on the floor next to the bed and he reaches out to scratch the dog behind the ears. Instead of going back to sleep, though, he decides to quietly go downstairs to the kitchen. Maybe it's because he just had a dream about starvation but he really feels like having some food right about now.
Godawful o'clock in the morning is the perfect time for sandwiches and a tub of ice cream, okay. It's also the perfect time for doing FTEs with Ishimaru. ]
[ Later, Ishimaru's gone back to bed and Naegi can't sleep because fuck these nightmares so he decides to write up the following text and post it to the network. It's still godawful o'clock in the morning but maybe someone's around to help him kill some time. ]
How do you keep 30 Eevees and their evolutions from shedding fur all over the house?
Also, what do you do when you can't sleep?
[ That's it, that's the post. He's not even exaggerating about those thirty Eevees. If any other dangans are awake, they'll find him playing tetris in the kitchen or playing with one of the Eevees. ]
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[She, uh... Didn't get much sleep the previous night and hasn't really wanted to try going back to bed, yet!]
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Go for a run.
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But tonight was another one of those strange dreams - not the sort of nightmares he usually has, in bits and pieces and fragments of things that may or may not have happened, but the likes of which he'd discussed with Parker back in the base, the last time this happened. It's too linear, it makes too much sense in comparison to the others...ugh.
He doesn't dwell on it for long, however; sleeping in the basement does have its benefits (for a given degree of "beneficial"), and he's well aware of someone moving around on the floor above him. He manages to not wake Oowada when he gets up himself; he's still shaking off the remnants of the nightmare when he makes his way upstairs, but what he ends up wandering into when he finds Naegi manages to be a good distraction from it anyway. What in the world...]
Naegi-kun, what are you doing?
[His voice is quieter than it usually is, thank whomever's listening for small blessings, and his words are a little slurred, still thick with sleep; at the same time, it kind of has to be asked.]
...Is that ice cream?
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[Thus texts Kirigiri, who evidently has absolutely no room to talk herself.]
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[Though that won't solve anything for the evolutions...]
Otherwise, I recommend brushing them or giving them trims. There's no magic way to stop the shedding, so you've gotta adapt.
How the heck did you end up with thirty, though?
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...you can't sleep too huh?
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no, not a relationship flagin Togami's brain.He sets his book down and dislodges the sleepy Eevee from his lap, heading into the kitchen.]
...You know late-night bingeing is going to make it even harder to go back to sleep.
[As he got himself a glass of water from the tap and sat down at the table with Naegi without even asking. It didn't matter if Naegi hadn't heard it yet, Togami still remembered telling them at their 'graduation' that if they were in trouble, they could come to him.
And that was certainly a troubled look on Naegi's face.]
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...Why would you even have so many?
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