WINTER WRAP-UP!

[rarities]

[Good morning, Paradisa! You know what today is. That's right, it's WINTER WRAP-UP!!! Now that you've gotten your note about your task -- put on your coats, scarves, and gloves, and get to work!]

CASTLE SHOVELING | CLOUD MOVING | WILDLIFE AWAKENING | PUTTING OUT THE FIRES | ICE SCORING | CASTLE SEED PLANTING | BIRD DIRECTING | BIRD NESTS | TOWER CLEANING | CITY STREET PLOWING | CITY FOOD PLANTING | ORGANIZATION TEAM

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Comments

[samson]

[HARMONY....!!!!!

Brock just smirks a little.]

Yeah, if somebody comes over here I'll kill him with this thing.

[Motioning toward the shellacked bird nest... it would probably make a good bludgeoning tool.]

[iamdamnloyal]

[She laughs, oh you're so silly. Anyway.

Off to get supplies.

BACK with supplies.]

I'm back! [She'll take a seat with her twigs and sticks and leaves... and a glitter pen. Yep.]

Wow, you're really good at that weaving.

[samson]

[He shrugs. Modest!] I'm good with my hands.

... is that glitter?

[iamdamnloyal]

No...ope.

[Yes. Yes it is, Brock.]

[samson]

[...Harmony...]

It looks like glitter.

[iamdamnloyal]

I won't use it.

[Frown.] It's just for emergency.

[samson]

[SQUINT.] A glitter emergency, Harmony?

[iamdamnloyal]

It could happen. [possib...ly?]

[samson]

Uh-huh.

[Back to weaving ... and then he sets his completed nest aside and starts a new one.]

[iamdamnloyal]

Wow! You're really fast with your hands! [A beat.]

I mean, I sort of already knew that, but seeing it applied to this it's even more impressive. [OOPS.]

[samson]

[...HARMONY...

Brock just smirks.] I do a lot of work on cars and stuff, so.

[iamdamnloyal]

[~oooh, Brock~]

Oh, I'm sure that helps too. Dexterity and all of that.

[FINALLY. She finishes hers. NOW TO START THAT DECORATING. She brings up a pile of leaves and starts... trying to tuck them into the weaved parts. Oh.... the leaves just tear and crinkle.]

Maybe.... a little glue would be okay.

[samson]

[Brock just watches, brow furrowing critically as she attempts the leaves.]

If it's non-toxic ...

[iamdamnloyal]

[She makes a face, thinking about it.]

I think it's fine. [It's a bottle of Elmer's. It's so not going to stay.]

Just a little bit. [She dabs, presses, and... plop. The leave just falls off.]

Crap.

[samson]

[Brock sighs a little, leaning over to scoop up some of the leaves that hadn't crumbled.]

Here ... [He starts carefully weaving them into his nest.]

[iamdamnloyal]

[She watches and sighs.]

Thanks, Brock. I guess I don't know my own strength.

[samson]

Don't worry about it.

[He finishes the nest after a minute or so, and slides it across the table toward Harmony for her approval.]

[iamdamnloyal]

It's amazing, Brock. Exactly what I was envisioning. [She nods and smiles at him.]

[samson]

[He nods back at her.] Cool. We can do more like this, if you want. I don't really mind.

[iamdamnloyal]

Really? You're really exceptional, Brock.

[samson]

Ha! "Exceptional"? That's a new one. But yeah, if you want to, we can.

[iamdamnloyal]

Of course exceptional. I mean, you're kind and patient and you tolerate me, so that's definitely something.

[samson]

If you say so, Harmony. [He's just used to being patient because ... Venture twins ...]

I think you're alright. It's not a big deal to "tolerate" you.

[iamdamnloyal]

That's really nice of you to say, Brock. [You might even make her get a bit misty here.]

[samson]

[Well don't get emotional, that's awkward!!! Ha ha, gosh, he just smiles a little and shrugs.] Ha. Yeah ... it's no big deal.