Fifty Ninth Sip

[mal_addict]

[Maladict is frustrated. It's bad enough the castle favours Earth holidays above all others, but now this...idiocy has occurred. She doesn't mind the drinks turning into alcohol, as was the case in other years, because after all, people being drunk at this time of the year on the Disc was fairly regular.

...But this was something else entirely]

Another well spent Hogswatch in this ridiculous place, then. When you people stop being idiots, you'll get your gifts from me.

Comments

[eat_me_beat_me]

Yeah yeah. Like nothing's ever happened ot you before.

[mal_addict]

Of course it has. I make it a point not to broadcast it to everyone.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[suuuuuulk] I'm not broadcasting it to everyone.

[mal_addict]

Close enough.

[eat_me_beat_me]

What? You're everyone, now?

[mal_addict]

Sometimes I think I might be.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Might want to get that ego checked.

[mal_addict]

Sorry, if it's treated I might die.

[eat_me_beat_me]

Oh man. Terminal ego? That's so bunk.

[mal_addict]

I'm going to pretend I know what bunk means and agree with you.

[eat_me_beat_me]

[she laughs] It means fucked up.

[mal_addict]

Another wonderful phrase to add to my vocabulary. You have my thanks.

[eat_me_beat_me]

hey, any time. [she laughs]