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Pitch is nuts. Both Dreemurrs must know this by now. Sometimes he pops in without so much as a Chatsy warning dragging in strange gifts, mostly in the last year or so. Look at him, feeling comfortable at last after four good years of friendship.

So, when he pops out in the middle of their kitchen (oozing out of a cabinet a six-foot man can't fit in without violating the laws of physics) with a humongous box of stolen fireworks, that's normal, see.

It's the Fourth of July. You two live in America. Time to blow up your yard!!

Date: 2016-12-02 12:05 am (UTC)
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"Fireworks!" Frisk immediately cheers, not at all startled by his sudden appearance.

Toriel is somewhat, turning quickly from the 'dogs (and 'cats) she's preparing for the grill. (Yeah, she's got fire magic to cook stuff, but Frisk insisted.)



"...Fireworks," she acknowledges. "Taken from where, might I ask?"

Date: 2016-12-02 12:28 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] dustless
She sighs. "It is still thievery..." Really, she could have bought some herself if she so wanted.

Frisk skips forward. "Thanks! Undyne an' Alphys wanted to give us some, but the ones they made were too...big." As in they're now banned from their favorite beach for the rest of the summer. Nobody was injured, fortunately.

Toriel motions for them to grab a plate to take outside.

Date: 2016-12-02 04:05 am (UTC)
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Frisk's swiped plates of stuff already, balancing one on both hands. "Toooooo big. There's probably gonna be a video on youtube later!"

Toriel pads forward and lifts the box, inspecting the contents. It would be for the best to know what is there first to avoid accidents.

Date: 2016-12-02 04:22 am (UTC)
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"Nor have I," Toriel admits easily. "And yet Frisk swears by it. It will be an interesting experiment!"

...She supposes the fireworks are fine. For today. She hefts the box with one hand and grabs a great bottle of soda with the other before following in Frisk's footsteps.

Date: 2016-12-02 04:41 am (UTC)
dustless: (tea break)
From: [personal profile] dustless
They nearly drop the plates. Nearly. Good reflexes, and they put them next to the grill carefully before going to drop next to him.

"Not us. We go watch the firework shows, but those aren't til later." It's night, but there's still a little color on the horizon from sunset.

Once outside, Toriel slices open the fireworks with a claw. "Preferences?" she asks them both, humor in her eyes.
Edited Date: 2016-12-02 04:43 am (UTC)

Date: 2016-12-02 05:24 am (UTC)
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"Purple!" Frisk answers immediately.



"...As long as you are responsible and no-one is harmed for it." She is guessing he will use it to frighten people.

Purple fireworks are selected. Toriel places them in the driveway, retreats several steps, and sends a blast of fire at it.

Date: 2016-12-02 05:35 am (UTC)
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Frisk leans over to whisper "Everybody's. She's the mom friend."

"Pardon,
Frisk?"

"Nothing!"

'Dogs being cooked on a grill smell pretty weird, as it turns out. Maybe being cooked with fire magic's the key?

Date: 2016-12-02 09:27 am (UTC)
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"Mom friend. Doesn't matter how old you really are."

Toriel is behind them now. "Care to share?" she asks in her best Teacher Voice.

Date: 2016-12-02 10:32 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] dustless


She is grinning. "Come now, Pitch! Is it a horrid joke?"

Frisk shakes their head, but they don't answer her. They don't even look back at her at all.

Their fingers dig into their knees. They feel...weird all of a sudden, staring at their picket fence. There's flowery vines growing all up it. Asgore planted them. They're...pretty.

Frisk's a little worried. Mostly confused. This is familiar, but not enough.

Date: 2016-12-02 10:51 am (UTC)
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That is a joke she has heard, and a bad one besides.

This does not matter.



"Pitch!" She is definitely laughing. "No-one is too old to be schooled by a teacher!"

Frisk rolls to their feet, padding over to the fireworks. Picking out another color, mostly, and...listening.






(Nature loses, Nature reclaims, but it takes Time. They're linked to each other.)

Date: 2016-12-03 01:28 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] dustless
They pick green, heading to the driveway, and stop. The leaves are rustling...

"Ahaha--giving up the ghost at the prowess of my jokes?" Tori winks. "You truly must try harder." Can you imagine he giving out punning lessons, Pitch?


Date: 2016-12-03 02:04 am (UTC)
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They toss it a fair distance away, distractedly waving to Toriel to light it.

"My child," she says reproachfully.

Frisk skips across the yard--to the picket fence, incidentally--and says "Please set that one off." Good to be polite, right?

Pale flame arcs. The firework booms and shows off its pretty colors. Frisk can barely look at it. They're staring out over the fence, at the road instead.

"...Did...we forget something?" they ask uncertainly.

Date: 2016-12-03 02:23 am (UTC)
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They stand on their tiptoes, as if they'll see something better that way...but nothing. Just the street, mostly empty. Other monsters are gathering elsewhere, like at the bigger fireworks show near the park later.

"I do not believe so, Frisk." Toriel isn't smiling so much now--they didn't mean to disrupt things.

So they shrug and return, dropping onto the grass between the two of them, lightly leaning against Pitch. (Some instinct saying protect him, deep down.) They don't say another word.

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