armoredsoul: (Youthful)
Alphonse Elric ([personal profile] armoredsoul) wrote in [community profile] route_10652015-12-06 11:36 am

Why is that present buzzing.

Who: Shark House and it's visitors
Where: Shark House, Goldenrod
When: All through December
Summary: December catch-all log!
Rating: PG13 because monsters, man.
Log:


exeggutorhead: (whut)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-13 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Strange roaring coming out of the sky is always something you want to check out, just in case it turns out to be a legendary attack or something.]

[It isn't. It's a robot falling into the pool.]

[Envy usually prides himself on not reacting too much to things here, but that's mainly on Those Weekends. And this is a new thing. So he's standing in the back doorframe with his head sticking out the door (because it's also usually a bad idea to go running towards the source of mystery loud noises), gaping.]

[Welp. There's Alphonse.]
exeggutorhead: (what are you doing)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-13 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Envy snorts, rolls his eyes, and heads over to the edge of the pool, reaching down to grab onto Al's arm with both hands and haul.]

Fine, princess, didn't realize that you were so out of shape you'd need help climbing out of a pool.
exeggutorhead: (so what?)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-13 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
No, because I'm not an idiot who manages to aim his landing for the only spot of water.

[He'll help him out of the pool but he's not picking up cold wet clothes in the snow, so he stands back with his arms crossed.]

And you made Heather worry, you know.
exeggutorhead: (are...are you sure about that)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-13 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Envy gives Al his very best 'are you fucking serious rn' look.]

Probably because nobody knew where the fuck you were and you weren't picking up.
garbagechild: how (Im goknba?)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-12-13 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[So that. SURE WAS A THING THAT HAPPENED.]

[Wrath happened to be inside when it happened, and had no inclination to run out and investigate himself, so instead he'll just. WATCH as Envy hauls the dripping Elric out of the pool.]

[Then he makes an executive decision.]

[When Al eventually comes inside, Wrath is waiting.]

[Instead of saying hello, he hands Al a piece of toast and then walks away.]



[????]

[Thanks Wrath.]
exeggutorhead: (so what?)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-13 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
So you were just sulking.
garbagechild: lots and lots and lots and lots ('What's wrong with you?!')

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-12-13 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wild Wrath has FLED! ... To the laundry room, where he is dragging a very large towel out of the dryer.]

[He learned very quickly that things from the dryer are WARM.]

[He turns around to face Al in the doorway, bundling it into his arms with some difficulty.]


You're very wet.
exeggutorhead: (um excuse me what)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-19 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[OUCH, AL. There's no flinching, but Envy's eyes do narrow, and he snaps. Clearly, that nerve was struck.]

Oh yeah, and who did you lose then?
garbagechild: *when the red mist clears i'm completely fine but now wearing a dapper little suit* (*explodes into a shower of gore and foam)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-12-19 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He hands over the towel, then hops up on top of the dryer and sits, pressing his feet together.]

[He stares at Al wordlessly for awhile as the other boy dries off, not making a peep.]

[Until...]


You were gone a long time.
exeggutorhead: (feeling wrathful)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-21 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Envy stands there, fists clenched at his sides and teeth gritted, and there's an odd hesitation before he shouts after Al.]

Well, I don't!

[...except he can't just walk into the house now. HE'S GOING ON A WALK DOWN THE STREET. HUFF.]
garbagechild: you can hear my singular brain cell bouncing around like a windows screensaver (if you lean in real close)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-12-21 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
If you were sick, you probably should have laid down in a bed.

Did you lie down in a bed?

[He's pretty sure that's what you do when you're sick.]
foolishwren: but do i have a good personality? also no. (am i cute? no.)

December 24th, early evening.

[personal profile] foolishwren 2015-12-25 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
[The trip had taken a few days. Longer than it had necessarily NEEDED to, if it had been a nonstop flight.]

[But they'd had some shopping to do.]

[Heather had made a point of calling earlier than morning, telling them that she was due in the morning-- Christmas morning, that is.]

[Possibly a bad idea if any of them had been planning on having any surprises waiting for her, but she doesn't care. It's HER turn to do surprising!]



[Around 4:30 or so, right when the sky has darkened enough to officially be considered nightfall, there's a tapping at the door. Maybe some carolers from down the road? Or a neighbor informing them that one of the sharks had wound up out of the pool-- again.]

[PSYCH! It is NONE of those things!]

[A raucous flurry of deep barks, followed by a familiar voice, ring out from the entranceway, well past whoever happened to answer the door.]


HO HO HO!

Merry Christmas, ya animals!

[Cujo beats his trainer inside, wriggling past the door-getter and galloping into the house, claws skittering on the wood. HELLO HOUSE!!!! HE MISSED YOU!!!!!]

[Heather, dressed in a thick sweater and a Santa had that she'd had to make an extra stop to buy, isn't far behind, hopping down from Godzilla's enormous neck (the Feraligatr had gone down on all fours to rap on the door gently with a single claw-- there is a bulging sack over his shoulders and he is ALSO wearing a Santa hat) to deliver a FIERCE and unavoidable bearhug to whoever answered that door. Doesn't matter who they are. They're gettin' hugged.]


Did ya miss me?!
exeggutorhead: (NO WAY)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-12-25 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Envy had not been the one to answer the door, because yeah, he'd assumed it wasn't anyone important. He's in the living room when he hears that unmistakable shout, and the general commotion at the door. He startles and scrambles right up off the couch, but the living room isn't that far from the entry, and he holds off on running in and crowding her more than she might already be.]

[There's a huge, genuine grin on his face when she does make it into the room, and he's still standing next to the couch. It feels like there's some sort of warm balloon expanding inside his chest, seeing her here in person again, but he doesn't pay much attention to it for now. Of course he's excited, his friend just got back from being gone for ages!]


You're terrible, you knew you'd be getting here tonight, didn't you?
no_ufo_ending: (stoned)

[personal profile] no_ufo_ending 2015-12-25 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Henry's never the one to answer the door, and so he waits. But when he hears a familiar voice, a tousled head pokes out of the Ogre Hut. The eyes set into it blink out of sync. Somebody's been indulging in some Christmas Cheer a little early. Once his vision clears, he breaks into a huge smile and starts to stumble crawl out of the hut.]

Are you the ghost of Christmas past, present, or future?

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