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[video] Oct 25, late night | the gift that keeps giving

[no_ufo_ending]

Envy, do you want me to take photos of all the face makeup you've done this year so people can have examples for next year?

[a_sin_for_him]

......

[Lust simply stared at her gear for a moment, eyebrow lifted.]

I imagine Envy would, but this is a question better directed to him.

When do you sleep, Banana Man?

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry stares into his gear as well. He's very quiet, very blank-faced. You know. Usual Henry. But then. Oh, but then...]}

GOD FUCKING DAMN IT

[a_sin_for_him]

[Lust laughs at the sudden, unexpected outburst. She didn't think Henry had it in him. She also has to laugh at her Pokemon's reactions, leaping up from sleep in confusion.]

It's alright, I like you well enough. I'm not upset.

[no_ufo_ending]

I'M UPSET!

_{[Henry's roaring makes the gear's tiny speakers crackle. Not that that matters since everyone in the house can probably hear him anyway.]}

[a_sin_for_him]

Henry, calm down! I can hear you from down the hall. You're going to distress my Pokemon if you keep this up.

Including my Jigglypuff.

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry lowers the volume, but only so that he isn't making the sound chip vibrate.]}

NO! I'M DONE! I'M DONE WITH POKE'GEARS! THE NEXT TIME I NEED TO TALK TO SOMEONE, I'M JUST GOING TO SEND SMOKE SIGNALS WITH MY TORKOAL.

[a_sin_for_him]

But no one will see them inside.

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Incoherent photographer screeching.]}

[a_sin_for_him]

Calm yourself.

Do you want a glass of warm milk?

[That's something humans do to calm down, isn't it?]

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[There is a delay. And footsteps. And suddenly:]

[BAM!]

[A frazzled photographer kicks open Lust's door with the 'gear held out before him.]</sub>

WATCH! Watch what happens when I try to call someone!

[a_sin_for_him]

[She isn't expecting that. Hardly anyone comes into her room, and never without knocking or asking. She reacts on instinct, jumping out of bed and reaching for whatever she could close her hand on and use as a weapon.

Which leaves her standing beside her bed in a small tank top and panties, brandishing a very perplexed Swirlix at Henry.]

What is wrong with you?!?!

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[Henry is momentarily stunned as his brain catches up with his actions.]

[BUT NO. HE MUST SHARE THE TRUTH!]

[Panties or no panties, Lust is going to see him dial for his best friend on the stupid little device. He stalks forward, brandishing it like a vampire hunter with a stake having cornered some kind of night beast.]</sub>

WATCH.

<sub>[Henry stares at Lust with those thousand-yard stare eyes. He stares into her very SOUL (or lack thereof) as he blindly hits a few keys on the 'gear. Indeed, Envy's username lights up. He presses the select key and he WAITS.]





[Nothing happens.]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy's half-asleep voice comes out of the speakers.]

Henry? What's everyone yelling about, did something catch on fire?

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry's hardened expression fades in favor of blinking in confusion before turning the 'gear around an staring stupidly at the screen.]}

...Envy?

[a_sin_for_him]

[Lust simply watches Henry with annoyed eyes, finally setting aside her Swirlix when Henry calls Envy. She is utterly unimpressed with this display.]

...you called Envy. What am I supposed to be seeing? Oh, god...hand me a handkerchief, please, thanks to you my hands are all sticky now.

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry's mouth moves but no sound comes out right away.]}

It was supposed to... but it always...and you thought...

_{[He promptly (and rudely) hangs up on Envy but doesn't take his eyes off the 'gear.]}

I've lost my mind. That's what this is. I've finally gone crazy. It finally happened.

[a_sin_for_him]

Oh, I think that happened some time ago.

[Lust sighs and finds a napkin to wipe off her hands, covered in bits of cotton candy like stickiness.]

So you subconsciously call me sometimes, it's nothing to get this worked up over. Why don't I get you that milk? I have chocolate, if you prefer...

[no_ufo_ending]

But I don't. I even got a brand new device and every--

[CHOCOLATE MILK??????]

[Henry recoils like a vampire, slamming the door as he exits.]

[Well, that happened.]