Dec. 16th, 2018
A Very Special Hearth' s Warming Eve Post
Dec. 16th, 2018 04:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
havetubawilltravelThere is silence.
The a door slams, and a high-pitched, enthusiastic voice is singing:
"Discord! I'm howling at the moon!
And sleeping in the middle of a summer afternoon!"
She pauses for a second, her face drooping for a second before her expression brightens.
"Oops! Looks like my karaoke party just went INTERGALACTIC! Awesome!"
Please, stop her from entirely shattering the fourth wall.
The a door slams, and a high-pitched, enthusiastic voice is singing:
"Discord! I'm howling at the moon!
And sleeping in the middle of a summer afternoon!"
She pauses for a second, her face drooping for a second before her expression brightens.
"Oops! Looks like my karaoke party just went INTERGALACTIC! Awesome!"
Please, stop her from entirely shattering the fourth wall.
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Dec. 16th, 2018 04:54 pmfry_sandhu[oom: Fry talks to Dad, who helps him come to a compromise]
In one corner of the bar, there is a huge piece of paper on the floor, the size of a large tablecloth. On it is a box of crayons in various shades of blues, yellows and greens, and the paper has some pre-drawn fish on it.
Fry is colouring and looking out for a particular small person to try again with. But he'd not object to any other budding artists, if they stay out of touching distance.
In one corner of the bar, there is a huge piece of paper on the floor, the size of a large tablecloth. On it is a box of crayons in various shades of blues, yellows and greens, and the paper has some pre-drawn fish on it.
Fry is colouring and looking out for a particular small person to try again with. But he'd not object to any other budding artists, if they stay out of touching distance.
