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Apr. 29th, 2016 11:54 pmSteadfastly refusing to wake up, Fidget shifts about on the branch. Stupid light. Stupid bird song.
...wait a second. Those are actual words. Not at all nice words.
"Shut up, Dust," she gripes, dramatically covering her head with a wing. "That is a disturbing song. Stop it."
Dust doesn't stop it. Instead, somehow, he sings with multiple voices.
"Dust...?" Fidget looks up. She looks up at the giant tree. She looks down at the complete lack of campsite at the base of the giant tree. She hears the bird song continue, singing of murder via mothers and family cannibalism.
Screaming at the top of her lungs, Fidget shoots to the door of the tower holding the tree. She bashes against it, orange wings pumping, white paws pounding. "Dust! Somebody, help! Let me out! DON'T EAT ME! WHY IS THIS A PULL DOOR?"
...wait a second. Those are actual words. Not at all nice words.
"Shut up, Dust," she gripes, dramatically covering her head with a wing. "That is a disturbing song. Stop it."
Dust doesn't stop it. Instead, somehow, he sings with multiple voices.
"Dust...?" Fidget looks up. She looks up at the giant tree. She looks down at the complete lack of campsite at the base of the giant tree. She hears the bird song continue, singing of murder via mothers and family cannibalism.
Screaming at the top of her lungs, Fidget shoots to the door of the tower holding the tree. She bashes against it, orange wings pumping, white paws pounding. "Dust! Somebody, help! Let me out! DON'T EAT ME! WHY IS THIS A PULL DOOR?"
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Date: 2016-04-30 05:23 am (UTC)Or maybe a something--they're something she's never seen before. But they were going to check on the birds anyway, and hearing someone panicking behind the door just made them run to get there a little bit faster.
Frisk drags the door open.
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Date: 2016-04-30 06:35 pm (UTC)Who is...
Something.
"Whoa, what happened to you?" she asks. Did someone shave this child? And are those ears?
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Date: 2016-04-30 06:52 pm (UTC)They stare at the...tiny monster from a bit closer, glancing at their clothes and such to see if they look roughed up, or something. "...nothing?" Puzzled.
Anyway, what's more important: "You alright?"
ooc: Fidget doesn't wear clothes (because she is perfect the way she is)
Date: 2016-04-30 08:29 pm (UTC)makes sense! frisk was lookin @ their own clothes there tho. no idea wtf she thinks is wrong with em
Date: 2016-04-30 08:35 pm (UTC)"Oh. Yeah. I don't know where it learned that...did they try to attack you, though? They do that to smaller people," they inform her.
gotcha, misread
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Date: 2016-05-01 12:14 am (UTC)...Wait. That isn't a bird, is it?
Sophie hugs her basket of bread crumbs closer to her and starts running for the door. Once she reaches her destination, she drops the basket and pushes on the door with both hands, shoving it back. She doesn't know who's screaming, but they need rescuing and she's gonna do it!
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Date: 2016-05-01 01:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-05-02 02:53 am (UTC)She lets out a breath, then turns around to see just what had gone hurtling past her head, and--
"Whoa! What're you?"
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Date: 2016-05-02 03:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-05-02 03:23 am (UTC)Is this one of Sans' friends?
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Date: 2016-05-02 03:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-05-02 04:16 am (UTC)"SKELETON!"
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Date: 2016-05-02 10:33 pm (UTC)"I-I'm not going to hurt you!"
Maybe he looks a little strange, but that's no reason to scream...
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Date: 2016-05-03 02:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-05-08 03:51 am (UTC)"H-Hello."
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Date: 2016-05-13 08:19 am (UTC)...though not usually with words. It takes a second for the words to be audible, but it happens before she beats her usual hasty retreat from the vicinity. The forests are rather vast in this part of the castle, so she sometimes wanders nearer to the aviary without realizing it.
Sounds like someone else made the same mistake. She gulps, clenches her fists at her side, and then hastens at a quick sprint towards the structure. "H-Hang on! I can let you out!"
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Date: 2016-05-14 02:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-05-30 06:34 pm (UTC)"There!" she finally cries, after a few seconds that seem to stretch on for an eternity. Chihiro flings the door open the best she can. "Run!"
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Date: 2016-05-31 02:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-06-05 11:51 pm (UTC)Panting, she slides the latch back home, and then looks around for whoever or whatever she's actually rescued. "Are you okay?"
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Date: 2016-05-27 02:01 am (UTC)Fidget might want to actually move towards the birds she's so frightened of, actually: Within a half-second of spotting the door the Batman's going to slam it open and burst into the aviary with an unnecessary amount of force.
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Date: 2016-05-27 03:32 am (UTC)Fidget's screaming only increases.
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Date: 2016-07-22 12:36 am (UTC)"Stop," he snaps.
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Date: 2016-07-22 03:34 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-09-08 08:57 am (UTC)He gestures at her, rather vaguely. "...Why?" he asks. (He means 'why the screaming.')