For either one game or one other game

[leliatrope]

-1-

[A delicious smell is wafting in from the kitchen. Yes, it looks like that kid knows how to cook, because he's got some heavenly combination of steak, rice, and vegetables simmering along side a big pot of stew.]

I present to you: Dinner d'Ailbert! Who's hungry?

-2-

[Yugo just popped out of a shimmering ring of blue light that just appeared out of nowhere, only to land in a heap on the table that no doubt had very important stuff on it.]

Owwww. Sorry about your table.

-3-


Hey, uh, I think I've got some bad news, and it'd be best if you heard it from me first.

There was an, uh...

[Just then, off in the distance, the ice cream factory exploded in a light green mushroom cloud, sprinkling the whole town with mint chocolate chip ice cream.]

...Accident.

Oops.

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3. I had to.

[rainbowbrush]

Whaaaaaaat? What did you DO?! I was gonna go get ice cream later!

[leliatrope]

Well now you can get ice cream anywhere!

[As if to prove his point, a big blop of half melted ice cream plots into Relm's hair.]

[rainbowbrush]

[Relm begins building up for a massive shriek of rage, but-]

[-a trickle of the ice cream hits her mouth. And she licks.]

[leliatrope]

See? Delicious!

[She's not...actually going to be okay with this is she?]

[rainbowbrush]

[The ice cream is delicious, of course. But it is also on her head. And that is his fault.]

[In one swift motion, she smacks him over the head hard with her paintbrush. You didn't really think it was going to be that easy, did you?]

Idiot!

[leliatrope]

[Dodge! But not quite fast enough because slapstick!]

Owww. I'll...I'll clean it up!

[rainbowbrush]

You'd better! And you're gonna wash my hat, too! And you owe me an ice cream cone! No, three ice cream cones! Make that a hundred ice cream cones!

[She starts chasing him while waving her paintbrush in the air wildly.]

[leliatrope]

[Yugo escapes the paintbrush of rage by portal hopping up to a nearby rooftop. He calls down.]

A hundred is too much! Don't worry, I'll work this out!

[rainbowbrush]

A hundred is just the start!

[She paints a dragon into life and hops on, chasing him while dodging falling chunks of ice cream.]

[leliatrope]

Wow, she's really mad. I thought people were supposed to be LESS mad if you told them the truth.

[Said while he's avoiding the dragon.]

[rainbowbrush]

Get back here, you little jerk!

[She continues chasing him.]

[leliatrope]

But if I come back I'll have to meet your dragon, and he doesn't look very friendly!

[Portals make him damn hard to keep track of.]

I said I was sorry!

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[wandering_eye]

Yugo. I see you still haven't gotten the hang of landings.

[leliatrope]

Landings are hard.

[wandering_eye]

Most humans would find it a serious challenge to mantain their orientation when passing through multiple portals. You might want to consider dedicated landing practice in an environment containing fewer faculty desks.

[leliatrope]

Heheh, yeah that might be smart.