[VIDEO]

[swarmoflies]

[The little girl in the mirror's looking rather peeved about something, and she's not going to waster any time in telling you what it is. She takes in a deep breath, and then says the following at ear-splitting volume:]

Quit writin' shit down! We've all got this fancy pymaric what lets us talk like real people from a long way away! Why the hell would you use it to send words on paper? That's like buyin' a fancy plod to carry yer handbag!

[Yeah she's a bit annoyed by all the written missives lately, since she's completely illiterate.]

Comments

[fionna_time]

[Ok, what the WHAT?!]

D-w-I don't do junk like that! I fight for people and beat monsters! I don't go flinging my lady stuff at people!

And what are you talking about with sheets?!

[swarmoflies]

[No way, nobody this cool could possibly be that naive.]

's just a fact of life that menfolk think with what's in their pants. No shame in usin' that against 'em. Me coz Knock-Me-Down does it all the time!

[fionna_time]

[She gleamed the idea, that was enough!]

Would YOU do that?

[swarmoflies]

Depends on how much profit's involved. Dealin' with child-lovers is distateful at the best 'o times.

[fionna_time]

Dude NO. NOT YOU.

That is just...THAT IS NOT COOL. IF ANYONE TRIES TO DO THAT I WILL PUNCH THEM UNTIL THEY ARE DEAD. JUST NO.

[swarmoflies]

[Somewhat...taken aback by the ferocity there.]

Calm yer tits, girly! I ain't climbin' into the sack with any of 'em. But I ain't above toying with their affections in service of enough sem neither. It don't cost me nothing.

[fionna_time]

[Sputting]

Why are you even...I mean come on, you're a kid! You shouldn't have to be thinking about this stuff! And if anyone thinks it to be pervy I'll punch 'em!

[swarmoflies]

[Sette shrugs. To her, this is all pretty normal.]

Don't see what you've got your knickers in a twist for. 's not like I'd ever actually let'em into me pants, that'd be messed up.

[fionna_time]

Look man, it just...it bugs me anyway, looking at a little girl like that. What the nuts? You just be able to play and junk.why would they think about getting in your pants?

[swarmoflies]

Don't ask me to explain the mind of a child-lover. Just think of the extra coin I con away from them as punishment for bein' so gross.

[fionna_time]

Fine. I guess. You know, whateves.

[Where did that big sister stuff come from?]

[swarmoflies]

[She's disturbingly good at making people want to protect her. Believe it or not, it's not intentional.]

Yeah. So...what were we talkin' about, again?

[fionna_time]

[Crap, she really did forget what they were talking about].

I dunno. Wanna get something to eat?

[swarmoflies]

Sure. Where the hell you at?

[fionna_time]

My treefort. Just come on over!

[swarmoflies]

What, the place with the freaky dead wolf girl? Pass.

[fionna_time]

She's out, and come on, don't be a coward. She was just mad you were sneaking into our tent.

Which was dumb anyway. Who sneaks into tents?

[swarmoflies]

Woulda worked out fine if it weren't for her.

[fionna_time]

Heh. Now that I know you play dirty I'll keep that in mind!

[swarmoflies]

Never pull the same heist twice, that's me policy!

...

[She stomach growls.]

You sure she's not comin' back today?

[fionna_time]

I'll remember that too!

Nah, she's gone. I'll make you something, you sound hungry!

[swarmoflies]

I could do with a peck or two. I'll be there. You better not be bushwoggling me about yer friend!

[fionna_time]

Aw, I wouldn't lie. It'll be cool!

Action

[swarmoflies]

[Sette takes a couple cautious sniffs before approaching the treehouse. It seemed Foonna had been telling the truth; none of that distinctive scent. She approaches and climbs up, knocking semi-politely]

Re: Action

[fionna_time]

[Fionna opens the door readily: she expects her, of course].

You want pancakes, Sette?