[CLOSED] Sizeable Stomach Slams Seventy Sausage Servings

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Who: Nora & Sundry
When: Before & after Black's Clues
Where: Caissa & the Lasker Flyer
What: Catch-all for various shenanigans. A stray doge drags hapless passersby on a whirlwind sausage tour of Caissa. Meanwhile, a stray dinosaur and a bearded rabbit walk into a bar(k-inducing ferris wheel).
Rating: Language because Nora is Nora.


[Prompts will be in the comments as per usual. Scatters bacon across the log.... I guess food is going to be a theme in these placeholders. IT IS EARLY MORNING AND I HUNGER.]

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[sunderings]

[ Mid-yawn? Well, it might have been that, once upon a time, now it is (more or less!) a mouth stuffed full of cotton candy. Cotton candy fed straight from the hand of a cute cotton-tail bunny who, quite thankfully, boasted good fortune enough to be blessed with a costume which allowed for a fair range of motion. No, this bunny has no need to compromise in order to exact his typical flourishing, florid gestures, and it is only with the utmost ease that he removes the mascot's head no sooner than he's boarded the car, handing it off to the Flyer's attendant with the most charming of smiles and a parting word as the safety bar of the ride locks into place: will you watch this for me? I will forever be in your debt.

And then, of course, it's just him, a bagful of cotton candy, and... ]

Hello, Nora.

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MMPHUUPH.

[Hey, as long as the cotton candy isn't plucked from the cotton-tail or something, it's probably edible and acceptable; not that you would be able to tell from the look on Nora's face once he registers just who has managed to hijack his car in his singular moment of sleepiness. He's also doing his best to talk around the cotton candy, but it's a completely lost cause.

So he just glares daggers -- after first attempting abruptly to sit up and banging both his knee and his head against the safety bar and the side of the car, respectively -- and after a moment of furious struggle:]

Why are YOU here, what do you want!! And stay over there!

[FLUMP, he's stuck the dinosaur mascot head between them, like that's going to help or something.]

[sunderings]

[ Ah...? Is that a gentle summer's breeze which is causing the car to sway? Had that bang! not been the crack of someone's skull against the safety bar of the Flyer, but rather someone, in the distance, setting off a firework in preparation for the night's show...? Well, they might have been, and for all the world, Sion seems to believe so, for he is entirely unperturbed by Nora's (cute) antics, relaxed and the picture of ease where the Demon is decidedly not-so.

After the head of the dinosaur mascot has been stuck between them, and Sion has given the ride's attendant a wave, the great wheel of the Flyer turns, leaving the King to finally address the line of questioning which rang as an exclamation to the ears. ]

Why is it, I wonder, that I make you so uncomfortable?

[ Now then, where is that bag of cotton candy? Ah, there it is! Plucking another pink-and-blue tuft of the spun sugar from the bag, he offers it (peaceably!) to his captive companion. ]

My reason for being here is no different from your own, I imagine.

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[Well, at the very least, there is a sweet breeze once their car gets a little altitude -- it serves both to cool Nora's head a little and to calm the throbbing from smacking it earlier, even if he's already shaking it off in the midst of his latest round of snarling-as-a-substitute-for-socializing.

Sion's Highly Unruffled Routine (TM) is as familiar as it is unwelcome; he really is terrible with anyone who goes at their own pace. All the same, Nora snags the cotton candy with a quick swipe after inspecting it with a look that says he expects it to catch on fire at some point.]

You're the one who was talking about eating me! [he thinks this is a very reasonable thing to point out because he is a very reasonable individual! also,] And if you wanted someplace to throw away your costume, you could've gotten your OWN car.