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41st Teddy Bear [Video/Action]
Stop following me!!
[The audio picks up a huffy Elicia at the school, and she clicks on the video to reveal she's donning a mobster suit of some kind—against her own will, of course. Behind her are four men, all rough looking with their own suits. But they hardly seem a threat to her, and moreso the people walking by. They throw surly glances at them, hollering for them to move along. If you're unfortunate enough, you're one of the people walking by. Observe, a kid standing in the center of a line-up.
'Don't bother our boss—can't y'see she's busy?!'
'Boss, there anything we can get for ya'?'
'Y'got someone you need knocked off, Elicia, ma'am??'
'Knock it off, ya lug, she'll tell you if she needs something. Apologies for my, eeeeh. Associate.'
Elicia furrows her brow at the camera, not paying them a lot of heed at the moment.]
Winryyy, Edddd, they keep calling me boss and they won't stop following me!
['Hey! I think that guy looked at us funny. Don't look at us, just keep walkin' pal.'
'D'you know who we are??']
Things are really weird around here... This suit is itchy...
[Maybe you missed her school day mobster jambooree. No worries—she's back home in an ice age, building herself a snow forte. Or at least trying to. Of course, she looks more like a penguin when she moves thanks to an overabundance of jackets, scarfs, gloves, and beenies. WHAT IF SHE FROZE, OKAY? SAFETY FIRST.
At any rate, this forte sucks. She's really defeated by the way it just... caves in pathetically.
Sheesh. Maybe she should get forte building lessons.
... Also, her four mobsters are sitting at the porch with their arms crossed, looking determined. None of youse better do anyting fishy. Jus' sayin'. Heck, she's kinda' starting to like their company. MAYBE I CAN MAKE THEM BUILD STUFF FOR ME...
Welp, we know who'll be following Elicia for the entirety of the event. (Ed, don't do anything to them, they're my minions now).]
[The audio picks up a huffy Elicia at the school, and she clicks on the video to reveal she's donning a mobster suit of some kind—against her own will, of course. Behind her are four men, all rough looking with their own suits. But they hardly seem a threat to her, and moreso the people walking by. They throw surly glances at them, hollering for them to move along. If you're unfortunate enough, you're one of the people walking by. Observe, a kid standing in the center of a line-up.
'Don't bother our boss—can't y'see she's busy?!'
'Boss, there anything we can get for ya'?'
'Y'got someone you need knocked off, Elicia, ma'am??'
'Knock it off, ya lug, she'll tell you if she needs something. Apologies for my, eeeeh. Associate.'
Elicia furrows her brow at the camera, not paying them a lot of heed at the moment.]
Winryyy, Edddd, they keep calling me boss and they won't stop following me!
['Hey! I think that guy looked at us funny. Don't look at us, just keep walkin' pal.'
'D'you know who we are??']
Things are really weird around here... This suit is itchy...
[Maybe you missed her school day mobster jambooree. No worries—she's back home in an ice age, building herself a snow forte. Or at least trying to. Of course, she looks more like a penguin when she moves thanks to an overabundance of jackets, scarfs, gloves, and beenies. WHAT IF SHE FROZE, OKAY? SAFETY FIRST.
At any rate, this forte sucks. She's really defeated by the way it just... caves in pathetically.
Sheesh. Maybe she should get forte building lessons.
... Also, her four mobsters are sitting at the porch with their arms crossed, looking determined. None of youse better do anyting fishy. Jus' sayin'. Heck, she's kinda' starting to like their company. MAYBE I CAN MAKE THEM BUILD STUFF FOR ME...
Welp, we know who'll be following Elicia for the entirety of the event. (Ed, don't do anything to them, they're my minions now).]
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It's a bit like pretend, dear one. Only they don't know that it's pretend at all.
So if you were a boss, what would you do?
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[She leans into her fist, so very troubled by her lack of imagination at the moment. It's just... well, when a buncha' dudes appear and say you're their leader, it's really hard to think about what to do!
THIS POWER IS TOO GREAT.]
I'd... make them do good things...
Not gang stuff.
[And the four mobsters give each other looks.
Looks like 'I don't like the sound of that'.]
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Hm.
Tell you what, dear one. How about we have a nice spot of tea while you think about what sort of task you'd like to set your minions to.
[He smiles sweetly.]
Given the numbers, it's enough for a proper tea party even, if you're in the mood.
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[The gang exchanges glances at that, like she said they'd learn trigonometry.
WHAT IS THIS 'PROPER' YOU SPEAK OF]
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An excellent idea. I have a feeling these gentlemen wouldn't know a saucer if it bit them.
[What is that, the sound of grown men's pride shattering like glass? Sounds like... victory.
Loki offers Elicia his hand.]
We ought to still be able to get some tea at the tea shop, I think. Or I can fetch some from my house. Shall we?
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[Meanwhile, they all four look at each other when Loki replies to their boss, clearly befuddled.
"... Sau... cer?"
"S'that a type of coin or somethin'?"
Elicia frowns, crossing her arms beside Loki.]
I think it's gonna be a lotta' work...
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[He casts an assessing eye over the minions, smirking.]
Even beautiful pots were once mud, yes? Though it requires quite a bit of sweat on the part of the artist.
What did you learn in school today, Elicia?
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I learned some songs people learn at Christmas time! Did you know it's only a whole month away now? I had a lot of fun with Christmas last year...
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[Elicia, he decides, is not someone with whom to get into the gross bits about Christians stealing the holiday. Or the fact that he thinks its very silly.]
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I don't believe we have a Santa Claus in Asgard. 'tis more about feasting and dancing and setting giant wooden wheels on fire than presents.
...though presents do sound very nice. What sort of presents?
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But presents can be anything. It's stuff the people like! For Christmas I got tea cups and teddies and all kinds of really great stuff from my family and my friends.
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Ah, so if I want to get you a present, then I just have to think of something you might like. [He grins and pretends to think about it.] A dragon's tooth? A fire-breathing snail perhaps? A magical gauntlet that summons demons and turns people into stone?
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He wiggles his fingers like the antenna of a snail.] Perhaps they shoot the fire in beams from their eyes!
And that is why you ought never look a snail in the eye. You cannot trust them.
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[... Long story, but Sailor Cicada and Lion have this shit all figured out.]
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I once pulled the beard of a dinosaur. You're right. You've got to be very careful.
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Wait, you pulled the dinosaur's beard? That's pretty tricky! And dangerous!
How'd you do it?
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And then I walked on air, like this... [He demonstrates that as well, doing a little dance step.]
And then I crept up very, very quietly... and pounced! [He jumps forward a little and taps her on the chin.]
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And the dinosaur didn't do anything when you did that??
I bet he was really surprised!
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[Loki grins.]
And then I ran away, very quickly.
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Be careful, he might come back to get revenge, 'cus dinosaurs really really hate when people mess with their beards!!
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[The smile turns into a grin.] I always look over my shoulder for just that reason.
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[She leans in, very serious business.]
You might get a cricket in your neck.
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[He mirrors the serious attitude.] A cricket? That sounds very serious.
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