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[doeswhathewants]

[The Stark phone's feed is jumbled and half obscured by a pale hand with black polished nails, but it can still film the seven, knee-high garden gnomes converging on Serrure, each with an apple in an outstretched hand and plenty of half bitten, crushed apples around him.]

I said no apples. See? Full. Very full. Perhaps if you baked them in a pie or with some brown sugar sauce like that bakery-

[And a well aimed apple is now between Serrure's teeth, he takes a step back and something hits the back of his knees. Losing his balance he falls backwards, landing inside a clear container. The phone shifts just in time for the clear glass lid to come slamming down, sealing the glass coffin.

He spits out the apple.]

What are you- [Banging on the side with a closed fist.] Still alive in here. [But the forest animals have all ran off and the gnomes are busy arranging flowers around the base of the coffin. Serrure looks to the phone, starting to feel a bit fuzzy from the poison apples.]

Ah- help?

Comments

[doeswhathewants]

And in my world, your counterpart tends to have very specific solutions of the innocent minor saving variety.

[fe_male]

Are you in such distress that you really need two people to come save you from a glass coffin?

[doeswhathewants]

I think it only looks like- who just has one of these laying around, anyway?

[fe_male]

People who hate you, apparently. Were those gnomes? Do you like, kick them when they're all gnomier or something?

[doeswhathewants]

Here it's a short list.

No. I've not seen them before. But when everything became animate they offered sandwiches. Who was I to refuse?

[fe_male]

[ this is like, seriously just, not getting any clearer ]

They offered you sandwiches and now you're in a glass box?

[doeswhathewants]

That's the sum of it, yes.

[fe_male]

Luke's coming to get you out of the box, right?

[doeswhathewants]

Yes. And he is not getting a kiss in reward. [Ick face.]

Would you have rescued me if he had not, Mr. Hero Iron Man?

[fe_male]

I doubt I would have run over there, you seem like you're doing okay, but yeah, who'd just leave you in a glass box to asphyxiate.