part 335 summer nights (tell me more tell me more)

[aphanon_meme]

Like did he have a car? Dodo--dodo--dodo... yeah! How is your July going so far, meme? Good? Bad? Okay? Scrumtrulescent? ... Question mark? This is a very rambling post today, I'm sorry, I'm in a tired rush. A tired tired summer rush. Which, in my professional opinion, is the most annoying kind of rush. I prefer a crisp winter rush! But oh well.

Enjoy part 335!

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[fredlig]

Mh. We gotta find'im, then.

[Takes his pile of fish and starts looking for the kitchen]

[kingkongeriget]

[follows]


Gotta be careful. Folks're sayin' he's goin' ahead an' playin', y'know? An' Is said Nor told him not t'look fer'm.


[he doesn't want to believe Norway's playing, but...]

[fredlig]

[Staaares]

That so...

[And into the kitchen they go!]

...What'f he's really playin'?

[He doesn't want to think about Norway going around killing people, but...]

[kingkongeriget]

[but they're going to need some kind of contingency plan]


[sets the fish down on the counter and gets ready to start cleaning them]


[it's been a long time since he's had to do it with his bare hands]


Think we can snap'm outta it? Keep him from movin' until we get'm t'listen or summat?

[fredlig]

[Offers "mr. Sticky" the stick for the task]

Might b'hard. 'f he uses some'f his trick'ry might b'worse.

[Puts the piece of bread on the counter and checks if there's knives around]

[kingkongeriget]

[thanks, man]


[starts gutting them. won't be Noma quality, but it's working]


How 'bout if we get his hands an' mouth all at once? Or is there summat fer stoppin' that stuff? Like with vampires an' garlic an' what have ya?

[fredlig]

Could've work.

[Opens a drawer and... success! Takes out a knife and puts it on the counter]

[If there are knives, there must be pots in here. Starts looking for those]

M'ybe we draw a mag'c circle. Neutralize'is mag'c.

[No pots in here. Goes to the next counter]

[kingkongeriget]

[jesus christ, he can't believe he's actually having this conversation because sdflkjhsjsd there's no such thing as magic, right?]


[still, they can't take any chances]


D'ya know any?


[notices the rummaging]


Whaddya need?

[fredlig]

[He used to think that before the GARDEN GNOMES ATTACKED]

.......No.

[Looks on another one]

Lookin' fer pots.

[kingkongeriget]

[goes looking, too]


How 'bout salt? Ain't that s'posed ta work?

[fredlig]

...I think 't works with demons.

[Sits on the floor]

Might's well give't a try.

[kingkongeriget]

[not like denmark has any other ideas]


An' what about the rest? We jus' jump'm an' hold onta him so he can't do nothin'?


[finds a pot in a lower cabinet]


Got one!

[fredlig]

S're.

[Yay! Starts to get up]

[And plops back down]



But... Where's th'salt?

[kingkongeriget]

Dunno!


[looks for that, too]


Man, y'know what'd be real nice right now?

[fredlig]

[Climbs up with the pot and checks if there's water]

Mh?

[kingkongeriget]

Beets! Fresh beets an'a vinaigrette glaze fer 'em! An' butter t'go with that bread. One'a them nice herb butters, like...

[fredlig]

[And that might be the sound of his stomach growling]