2 Lanterns; dictated

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Well, I'm not really so sure about this ball... It sounds fun, but a king taking the throne? Did we have a different one before, or is this all new?

I also can't paint. I don't know why, it's just... Not working. I don't know how to explain it, I just can't.

On the other hand, the fairies are sure sweet. I helped them bake this morning.

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[hairflyingheartpounding]

That doesn't make any sense.

Oh? What'd they take?

[whichwayyoulean]

No? There are worlds without kings. They have, I don't know, governments. [Or tyrannical mayors]

A couple of my tools.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

No, I mean it doesn't make sense that suddenly they're talking about one if there wasn't one before.

Oh, that's no good. What did they look like?

[whichwayyoulean]

Guess not. Maybe they decided on a hostile takeover?

Kind of toothy for fairies, honestly.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I hope no--

No, the tools. The tools, Once-ler.

[whichwayyoulean]

Oh, a screwdriver, a hammer, a hacksaw. You know, important things.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

What's a screwdriver and a hacksaw?

[whichwayyoulean]

...Oh right. The reclusive thing.


A screwdriver is a long metal piece with a weird shapes at one end and a handle on another. A hacksaw is... well it's got really sharp teeth that you use to cut things with.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I'll keep my eye out for them, then! If I find them, I'll bring them to you.

[whichwayyoulean]

Really?

Well hey, thanks. [That saves him, you know, LEAVING HIS ROOM]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Yes, really. And you're welcome.

...I guess you can be nice, huh?

[whichwayyoulean]

If I try and don't strain myself while doing it.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

How charming.

I'll let you know if I find anything, anyway!

[whichwayyoulean]

That's me, I knock girls off their feet. And usually into torn bushes, I have terrible aim.

Thanks, I appreciate it. [He's honest about that at least, he really is]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[A small laugh.] Funny, though.

You're quite welcome.

[whichwayyoulean]

So I win at something, go me.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I can't tell if you're being sarcastic.

[whichwayyoulean]

Welcome to the joys of talking to me.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I guess it could be worse.

[whichwayyoulean]

It can always be worse. I mean, did you know there's a whole other layer to 'rock bottom'? Because there is.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

...Huh? I'm not sure what you're talking about.

[whichwayyoulean]

No, you probably don't. What with the whole optimism thing and everything. No one that optimistic will have even seen rock bottom, let alone faced it.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

So I guess you know what rock bottom is like?

I'm sorry, if that's the case.

[whichwayyoulean]

And the aforementioned lower layers they never tell you about, yeah.

Life happens, I guess.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I guess. That doesn't seem very fair, though... I mean, you're not the nicest person, but you don't deserve that.

[Oh how little she knows.]