5th Song; Dictated

[losttrack]

Man, this place sure likes decorations, huh?

[She's pretty much got the nutcrackers pinned as the kiss-starters by now, and she's still carrying her blue one around, because this has the potential to be fun. Running into her for kisses, planned or otherwise, is encouraged.]

[Hermione, Mark who is also Harry, South Dakota, Shego, The Once-ler]

You guys are such losers.

[It's said in a light, amused tone. She's not upset that they didn't notice she was "gone", because considering how much goes on at the castle, that would be irrational. And Marceline is never irrationa-- Oh, wait.]

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[Marceline]

[whichwayyoulean]

...


And you...smell of dead hamsters?

[Once-ler]

[losttrack]

Um, what?

[Marceline]

[whichwayyoulean]

I thought we were exchanging insults.

[filter]

[courageous_wit]

Sorry?

[filter]

[losttrack]

Nah, it's okay, a lot of people are.

[filter]

[courageous_wit]

I mean, I'm not sure what you're talking about.

Dictated!

[telemysticist]

[Gideon blinks.
Something weirdly familiar about this girl...
He can't put his finger on it, though.]

... My apologies, ma'am, but have we spoken prior?

Dictated!

[losttrack]

[...Oh, it's him.]

Maybe.

Dictated!

[telemysticist]

[What kind of answer is that?]

I'm afraid I can't recall if we have, ma'am.

A c t i o n ; ; :')

[wheatdos]

[He's in one of the hallways, trying to figure out how to set up some Hanukkah ornaments... but he isn't succeeding. In fact, he's mostly sitting on the ground, tangled in some Hanukkah themed lights and pouting in frustration.

Wheatley was never really productive in times like this.

You could call him late to the party, because he STILL doesn't know, even after all this time, that the nutcrackers are causing the kisses.]

Action!

[losttrack]

[When Marceline stumbles across poor Wheatley, she laughs. That's... Really quite an amusing sight. She needs a camera or something.]

What are you doing?

[wheatdos]

Huh!? Ahh!

[Suddenly turning to see her, he tries to get himself untangled as fast as possible... of course, that doesn't actually happen. Instead, he gets himself tangled more, getting stuck like a dope.]


N-nothing! Nothing at all. Actually... just-just just sitting here. Observing the scenery. Taking things in... y-you know.

[Smooth.]

[i_got_this]

Wow. My life. It's ruined.

So, what did I do to get this honor?

[losttrack]

What makes you think I was going for ruined life? I wouldn't use words for that.

You're just really oblivious.

[i_got_this]

[She just laughs, yeah she was being over-dramatic.]

What, is that a crime now?

Action!

[vampirize]

[Nikola Tesla has been here for two years. Two years to know for a fact that when around this time, you avoid the new additions to the castle. In this case, it's the nutcrackers, and Tesla has had a very good time so far keeping them out of his life.]

[But sometimes he doesn't watch where he's going, so when he turns the corner, he bumps into Marceline quite by accident.]

Hey, watch where you're going!

[He still hasn't seen the nutcracker in her hands yet.]

Action forever!

[losttrack]

[...Oh, she recognizes that voice. This will be a sacrifice she must make for the good of some fun. She puts the nutcracker behind her back and looks over at Nikola with a glare.]

Pretty sure it's you who bumped into me!

and ever!

[vampirize]

[And he recognizes that voice too, and he frowns, folding his arms.]

Oh, right, let's have a day long argument about this. I always seem to do whenever this happens.

Just admit you're in the wrong and let this conversation die peacefully, alright?

[Action]

[billiardsplz]

[Cute girl spotted. Even if she's a little off colored, a cute girl is a cute girl.

Though the fact she has a nutcracker on her kinda seems... either very hot or very frightening, and Gold has no idea how to feel]

You like your nuts that much, huh?

[Action]

[losttrack]

Heh, not really. [She shrugs.] I just think it's kinda cool.

[Action]

[billiardsplz]

It doesn't feel tacky for you at all?

Marceline; I'm sorry this is so late! finaaaaals

[wantsiceland]

Excuse me?

Shego (And it's never a problem!)

[losttrack]

Well, it's true. I mean, come on, how oblivious can you be?

Marceline

[hard_talker]

Tell me somethin' a billion people back home haven't already.

But seriously, did I miss somethin'?

Mark

[losttrack]

But you're-- Whatever.

I was gone for a week.