>>35364111
>Croak out a "Mornin'"

>>35364111
Grab her, kiss her, hold her.

>>35364111
>"Ah fuck, so that did really happen."

>>35364111
Seconding >>35364128 & >>35364129

>>35364111
Ask what was in the container

>>35364160
It was paint, you fucking retard. Danny boy identified it before passing out.

>>35364129
This

>>35364187
>Paint making him pass out so fast

>>35364111
"Sorry for making you worry. God, that was so fucking stupid. You didn't kill them yet, did you? How are Mia and Rosa taking it?"

I open my mouth, but only a choked breathing out escapes. My throat burns at the attempt to talk.

She stares at me, dashing the tears away. "Don't try to talk. They said your throats all fucked up."

I nod instead, hooking a weak hand under her shirts elastic collar. I tug slightly towards the bed. She takes the hint and climbs atop with me, cuddling into my side I give her a kiss on the forehead, before she insists I have to get more rest.

I ask for some water, but she point out the IV drip in my other arm. Well that doesn't do anything for my desert mouth, but oh well.

The grains in my sight are becoming darker and larger again. Oh well, back to snoozeville, population; Daniel.

I blink again and Dad's left, replaced by Eri, absently reading some manga in the chair, Claire's still cuddled into my side, snoring gently now.

I can't really feel anything at the moment, but I really hope they didn't put a catheter in me.

Eri looks up coincedentally, catching my eye. "So, how was the blueberry milkshake?" She jokes awkwardly, a worried smile on her face.

My throat feels like less fire this time, and I manage to croak out a few words.

>What do?

>>35364260
"Fuckin' awesome."
Give her a thumbs up

>>35364260
>"Deelliccciousssss" said in most rasping voice we can muster, which has to be a lot considering our throat

>>35364260
Seconding >>35364279

>>35364260
...eri, i have something to confess ...
*using fucked up voice* I'm batman.

>>35364260
Thumbs up >>35364279

>>35364260
"How bad?"

Really, how bad did we fuck up our throat and digestive system?

>>35364260
"What do you think, numb nuts?"
"How long have I been out?"

>>35364334
We can do this with the doctor. Better not ask something like that with claire here.

>>35364260
"bretty good"

I lift a thumb from my fist. "Dee-" I cough, painfully., "Licious." I finish.

She places her bookmark and shuts the yuri she'd been occupied with. "Well... Glad you're feeling better nerd." She fishes in her pocket and presses something into my hand. "Took you long enough to sleep it off."

She'd given me my phone. I check the date. I'd been out for 5 days. "Well... That's. One way. To get off. School." I croak. As an afterthought, I add. "Did they.... Catheter?"

Her eyebrows crease in the centre, as Claire stirs in her sleep. "Ew, no!" Eri cracks her neck. "Anyway, I'mma grab a coffee. You want anything?"

I shake my head, but Claire tells her to take a walk around the hospital garden on her way.

Eri frowns at that, but leaves all the same.

>What do?

>>35364452
"So...what's up Claire? Murder some people while I was down for the count?"

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>>35364452
Cuddles and handholding.

>>35364479
>>35364463
Sums it up.

>>35364508
Aye

>>35364452
Hold Claire's hand and cuddle.
"Mia? Rosa? They okay?"

Is it now?
The time that the legends told?
REPENT, MY BROTHERS! THE BLOWJOB IS NIGH!

>>35364452
Ask about Mia, Rosa, and the fuckers who threw the blue milkshake at us, preferably in that order.

>>35364533
maybe with additional nourishment?

>>35364554
Nope, catheter

>>35364452
"Bodycount?"

>>35364554
We got a catheter, so absolutely nothing that could get us erect until that's removed.

>>35364582
>>35364570
>As an afterthought, I add. "Did they.... Catheter?"
>Her eyebrows crease in the centre, as Claire stirs in her sleep. "Ew, no!"
I'm pretty sure that means we DON'T have one

>>35364570
>>35364582
>"Did they.... Catheter?"
>Her eyebrows crease in the centre, as Claire stirs in her sleep. "Ew, no!"

uhh

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Our hero, our hero, claims a background's heart
I tell you, I tell you, the blowjob comes
With a dick wielding power of the ancient background art
Believe, believe, the blowjob comes
It's an end to the evil, of all Claire's foes
Beware, beware, the blowjob comes
For the paint was gulped, and the dick yet grows
You'll know, you'll know the blowjob has come

>>35364582
>>35364570
>"Did they.... Catheter?"
>Her eyebrows crease in the centre, as Claire stirs in her sleep. "Ew, no!"
Idiots like you are the reason we LITERALLY drank paint last thread.

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>>35364703
True art, so beautiful.

"So.. Didja kill anyone?" I croak, slipping my hand into hers.

She pouts, "No... I'm not that dumb. I remembered what we talked about." She sighs. "Besides, I had to get you help. I ran you all the way here when you wouldn't throw up." She pats my stomach lightly, the skin there is tender, bruised.

She kisses me on the cheek, "And Mia? Rosa?"

She puts a hand to her chin. "Rosa promised to find out who threw it.... Mia kinda... freaked the fuck out. She stayed here for like 3 days straight, and now when I call her, she picks up and just leaves the phone going. But she won't talk..."

"Shit."

>Call Mia
>Get more sleep, gotta heal up
>Other

>>35364595
>>35364597
I interpreted it as Danny saying "Ew, no!" in revulsion to her response. Shrug.

>>35364708
Sue me

>>35364753
>call Mia

>>35364753
>>Get more sleep, gotta heal up

>>35364753
>>Call Mia
We can sleep when Chuckles tries to kill us again.

>>35364753
Call mia.

>>35364753
>Call Mia

>>35364753
Ask her if she's been here the whole time, then get her to tell Mia while we rest.

>>35364753
>Call Mia
Goddamned this fuckup keeps getting worse.

>>35364753
>>Call Mia

>>35364753
>Call Mia

I dial the blue haired girls number. She picks up after a few rings, but no greeting comes. "Mia?" I croak. "I'm ok now. Mostly."

Silence.

"D-do you wanna come visit?" I ask, couching mid sentence.

The line drops. I call again, but it just rings to message bank. "That's... good?" I ask Claire.

She shrugs, a look of concern on her face. "I don't know. Want me to go check?"

>Yes please.
>No, I think she's coming, what do?

>>35364899
>>Yes please.

>>35364899
>Yes please.

>>35364899
>Yes please
"Get her over here or I'm going over there."

>>35364899
>No, I think she's coming, what do?

Go to fucking bed Daniel! Getting well is the best way.

>>35364899
>no I think she's coming
"I don't want to pressure her too much, let her come in her own time"

>>35364899
>>Yes please

>>35364899
>>Yes please, but she might be coming here, so not sure what to do.

Also can I get glass of water? I am thirsty as mofo.

>>35364899
>No, I think she's coming

we've never pressured her into things, no need to start

>>35364899
>No, I think she's coming
She's a big girl. Either she's on her way, or she's not, and forcing the issue would likely exacerbate it.

>>35364899
Ask Claire if she offed anyone.

>>35364990
Agreed.

>>35364992
Anon are you retarded? I bet you're one of the ones that voted to drink the paint too.

>>35364992
>>35364753
Read please

>>35364992
... anon, we did that 20 minutes ago. If you're not actually reading the updates, why are you here?

>>35364916
>>35364922
>>35364926
>>35364928
>>35364932
>>35364971
Please try to fight your retarded whiteknight instincts for once, /tg/. They're not likely to go over well in this situation.

>>35364899
>No, I think she's coming, what do?
Call up Rosa, let her know we're up and ask for an update.

>>35364922
>no I think she's coming

>>35365028
>They're not likely to go over well in this situation.
Why?

>>35365028
>being worried that your previously self-harming companion refuses to speak to anyone
>retarded whiteknight

Okay.

>>35365028
Did you play kawata shojou?
cuz thats how you play kawata shojou

all tied up, next vote in wins it i spose

>>35365073
>yes Please

>>35365073
no

Get a glass of water.
What was in that concoction?
Paint does not make people pass out that fast, even if its turpentine based. They must be trying to poison us.
I bet it's that cat.

>>35365073
>No, I think she's coming

>>35365073
Yes

>>35365088
It may not be normal paint, I'll grant you that, but it could still be paint all the same.

We have superpowered construction workers, and they probably use materials that are designed to set and cure much faster than normal in order to keep up with the constant property destruction that goes on here.

So it could be normal paint for the setting, which compared to IRL paint, is super-toxic in liquid form because it dries so quickly.

>>35365088
> implying
The cat is our friend. He cares for us, loves us. We are the cat, the cat is us.
So together we pray:
MT is love, MT is life.

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>>35365150

>>35365150
Fuck off cat.

>>35365150
fucking neko

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>>35365158
The cat would never lie.

>>35364899
>>No, I think she's coming, what do?
pat her head, ask for a drink of water

I nod, and she gives me a last kiss, before standing, as I stare off her side of the bed, I notice a sleeping bag on the floor, as well as spare clothes and a toothbrush.

Aw.

She leaves quickly, I can hear a nurse tell her to stop running in the hall, but she speeds off anyways.

I lie back in the scratch ass blankets, testing my legs, they move, but I still cant really feel them. Then again, how much did I ever really feel my legs? I don't know.

Eventually Erica wanders back in. Blowing on a hot chocolate. "You really freaked Mum and Dad out you know?" She tells me. "On the other hand... Wait shit, that's a surprise." She shakes her hands. "I didn't say anything!" She says urgently.

I don't feel particularly tired at the moment though, might as well make conversation.

>What do?

>>35365268
We are on IV.

>>35365271
>"So what's happened in my absence?"

>>35365280
Yes, and?
>>35365271
>Has mom been a pain to you and Mike?

>>35365271
How's Mike?
Are the police going to be involved in finding who threw the paint, or did they just laugh at us since we were the retard stupid enough to actually drink it?

We're not taking Eri from her classes, are we?

>>35365306
Pretty sure she sticked around through them

>>35365271
Mind getting me up to speed on what happened while I was out?

Just a thought, but we could emotionally blackmail our Mum by claiming that we were too distracted with thoughts of domestic issues to think through drinking the carton lobbed at us

>>35365280
Being on a drip does not mean you do not get thirsty, it gives you basic nutrients, and nothing more, you still need whole meals and lots of water, especially with a damaged throat.

>>35365369
Anon, I'm pretty sure Dad fucked the crazy out of mom before we drank the paint

>>35365389
Sure, but crazy builds back up over time. Never know when you need some emotional blackmail

>>35365353
this

>>35365377
Didn't know that, never been on IV.
Live and learn.

>>35365404
Blackmail is bad anon.

>>35365452
Pffsh, so's our mother's methods of handling her kids

>>35365468
Let's not be Randian to Rand, unless she strikes the first blow. In which, give her bullshit. Thank you.

>>35365468
Two wrongs don't make a right anon

"So what happened while I was out? Mum still giving you shit?" I croak out, Eri tosses a bottle of water on the bed as I finish, curling her legs up on the chair.

"Nah mum's gone quiet since you've been in. She's been in and out a few times here, fluffed your pillows usually, payed bills, that kinda stuff."

I nod, staring upwards. "Well, at least she's not a complete failure of a parent." I manage, before drinking nearly the entire bottle in one swallow.

A nurse brings in a meal tray soon enough and I practically inhale the meal. Shitty roast beef and potatoes, but 5 days without solids will make you appreciate anything.

Even came with a fruit jelly, Eri snags a spoonful with a cheeky smile, before handing it back. Night sets outside, Eri yawns and cracks her back.

"I'll stay the night, I guess." She tells me, wrapping herself in a blanket from home.

I doze a little, until Claire gently tugs in a despondent looking Mia. She stares at me, I wave weakly back, before she runs over and nearly collapses over me.

I quickly feel tears seeping through the thin hospital sheets as her body shakes with silent sobs.

>What do?

>>35365647
Say "There there, I a m almost ok. Don't worry about it, it takes more than bit of paint to kill me."

>>35365647
Hug, kiss, the norm

>>35365647
>Reach out and give her a tight hug

>>35365647
Hug and pet and shush and I'm okay and there there and it's okay and hugs and pets

>>35365647
>Comfort
Extended cuddles are needed

>>35365677
We just drunk pass out paint. Kissing postponed till we feel our toungue.
Besides we haven't washed our teeth in how many days?

>>35365685
>>35365677
This and this

>>35365647
Wrap our arms around her and stroke her hair.
"I'm sorry for worrying you."

Also, looks like it was a good idea to have Claire get Mia.

>>35365647
Shooshpaps for Mia

>>35365647

>>35365677
No kissing until we can wash our mouth out and brush our teeth.

It's got 5 days of built up halitosis.

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>>35365720

>>35365725
>>35365703
We already kissed Claire and we didn't care, she didn't care, why do we care now?

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>>35365736

>>35365720
>shoosh pap

tumblr can u not? uwu

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>>35365749

>>35365747
We kissed her on the forehead.

By "the norm", I assumed on the lips.

>>35365749
>>35365736
Get that shit out of here

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>>35365761

I pat her head gently. "I'm sorry for worrying you.... But c'mon Mia, it'll take more than some bitch ass toxic, toxic liquid to finish me off."

Her sobs ease a little, as I continue stroking her hair, making soft shhing noises. I like shhing noises, they don't need my throat muscles.

Eventually Mia nods, she pulls her head up, eyes still leaking.... well at least she didn't wear mascara, then I'd be a dirty no good liar, as well as a paint swilling porch monkey.

I bring Mia up to cuddle against my chest, and she pushes herself up on to the bed with me, tears still stain into my nightgown, and her breath heaves, but she's slowly calming down.

Claire gives her space, giving us both a good night kiss, before rolling up in the sleeping blanket for the night.

Soon I drift off as well, arms draped lazily over the artist.

I'm woken by an awkward cough from a doctor. "Well, if this isn't a bad time for you, would you mind explaining why swallowing fivehundrend mills of...." He consults his clipboard, "Liberty periwinkle was a good idea? Did your stomach need a new layer? Cos that's not how that works."

>What do

>>35365904
>"It was in a milk carton. I thought it was milk."

>>35365904
>>35365921
Pretty much this

>>35365921
>"Still... with a taste like that... The next time I'm here it'll be because I thought it was Liberty periwinkle."

>>35365904
"I got nothing beyond a stroke of acute momentary retardation."

>>35365904
>>35365921
Or "Felt like doing some interior redecorating"

>>35365904
"It was in a milk container. The first mistake was underestimating how shitty most of my classmates are."

>>35365904

>>35365921
>>35365935
>>35365938
Just straight up say you were fucking retarded. It's less embarrassing than trying to explain your stupidity.

>>35365938
Dont want them to assume suicide attempt.

>>35365904
>It was in a milk container. The first mistake was underestimating how shitty most of my classmates are."

This. Get some police up in this bitch.

>>35365904
>>35365960
Eeeyup.

>>35365980
Altho, it might not be attempted poisoning. school cafeteria milk sometimes is just that bad.

>>35365980
The police won't do anything except laugh at the obvious idiot doing something no reasonable person would do.

>>35365980
THIS

>>35366001
Not if they get called from hospital. They should find out why there was paint in milk container.
(Otherwise we are morally obliged to FUCK THA POLICE, AND FUCK THA SCHOOL)

>>35366001
Nah man, heat of the moment stuff and all. The police would take it more seriously than that. They probably wouldn't arrest anyone but there'd be stern talkings to people about bullying and whatnot

>>35365980
>trying to get police after the city's little "heroes"
please.

>>35365904
>>35365980
yep

>>35366018
>we are morally obliged to FUCK THA POLICE, AND FUCK THA SCHOOL
You want to have open season declared on us from the MC's at school?
That's what would happen. We'd be declared Villains, and lethal force to take us down would be approved.

>>35365904
Well, usually, I get beaned in the head with fresh milk from my bullies, you see.

It figures that the one time the carton gets caught, it turns out to be paint.

>>35366019
It will also stick the ten thousand or so of hosital bills with the school, instead of your family.

Fuck the school then.

Weird that you passed out instead of gag reflexing it down his shirt. Must be red shirt boyfriend of MC's

>>35366048
Mia just has to draw up Azathoth and we win.

>>35366093
I come from a land of NHS and so medical bills hadn't really crossed my mind.

>>35366094
No thanks, that damages our SAN score as well. Bad juju.

I groan and shift a little. "It was in a milk carton. I thought it was milk. My mistake was forgetting why I hate everyone in the school."

The doctor scrawls something down. "Aaaand it probably didn't help that you drank it without looking. Do you tend to do that a lot?" He asks, he pulls a face so straight I know he's mocking me."

"Not typically, Doctor...?"

He taps his badge, "Casa. Now, you need to get up and walking. Today. I'll tell the police about the paint situation at some point."

I wake Mia and shift her off me, going through a whole day of physical therapy. Joints are stiff, sore and crack a lot, but for the most part, he says I'm good to go. By which he means leave. Because public health is fucked in this city. I can see at least ten laser wounds in the waiting room as I walk back.

Dad picks me up in a few hours, signing off on all the official paperwork, before I'm wheelchaired outside, and everyone drives home.

I still feel joints popping a little funny as I walk inside. The living room is empty, some lights in both halls suggest everyone else is home.

>What do

>>35366124
Tbh, don't ALL of Mia's drawings damage our SAN score?

>>35366139
Go up, shower, change into fresh clothes.

>>35366139
I don't know, go brush our teeth and fuck Claire?

>>35366139
>Say hi to Mike
>Say hi to Sis
>Huddle to bed and sleep some more with Mia
in order.

>>35366139
>Rasp out "Tadaima!"

>>35366093
>>35366119
Good luck getting any of that to happen in a world where laser rifle wounds are considered typical enough to not warrant ER treatment.

Basically, this world punishes the stupid, because it has better things to worry about.

>>35366094
He is hella hard to draw.
I don't think someone with non damaged san score can even draw him.

We could draw the person into a newt, or a frog, and put them in a jar,(or put them in someones airplane luggage) until the transformation expires.

>>35366139
>I can see at least ten laser wounds in the waiting room as I walk back.
This city is fucking insane.

Also; chill out, water cactus, and play marvel with family.

>>35366165
this

>>35366139
Say hi to ewryone, then go to sleep. We need more ZZZzzz's

>>35366139
Just got here... why didn't we ask the Doctor why paint instantly KO'd us. No burning oh god lets get to a hospital just death check.

>>35366165
Seconding.

If we still have the voice Danny should start telling everyone he's batman. Humor to lighten the mood. It's always much sadder when the character actually dies then.

>>35366215
>This city is fucking insane.
This city deals with super-powered villains and heroes rampaging around in multi-story mechs, time-traveling cyborg ninjas, evil magical girls and their monster minions.

What the fuck did you think the house-wide armoring was for?

A kid too stupid to not drink from an opened container that was thrown at him by bullies, is too much of a drain on a health system that has to keep up with laser burns, werewolf attacks, vampire attacks, necomantic soul wounds.

Where the fuck do we live again?

>>35366277
Neo New Tokyo York of the Sacred Mecha Order Magical Atlantis.

>>35366277
Alternate reality australia.

>>35366301
>Alternate reality
That's what you think.

>>35366274
Have we even seen any human villain alart from the fags in gimp suit?

>>35366301
Ah, so THAT'S why literally everything and everyone aside from our family and few close friends is trying to kill us, maim us, or steal the souls of our loved ones through magical pacts.

>>35366323
Clearly it's alternate reality. We've not seen one person mauled to death by giant spiders, drop bears, and freakish snakes.

>>35366353
On a related note, quests in general could use more giant spiders, drop bears, and hoop snakes.

>>35366277
post brisbane line australia, occupied by nipon for a small time

also apparently post ww3

>>35366353
Anon you're forgetting that those things happen so often in Aus they're mundane so Chuckles hasn't bothered to include them. We just have to assume it's constantly happening, we're just incrediblyl ucky.

>>35366274
Dude, I don't care if this town is the setting for every sci-fi horror anime ever written, people will always be filling up the local ER thanks to accidents or their own stupidity. You can't beat human nature. And drinking from a milk container in a school cafeteria isn't exactly as stupid as a lot of really stupid shit kids can and do get up to. We can hardly be blamed for not knowing it was filled with a toxic substance.

>>35366365
>Have arachnophobia
>Everyone starts saying Quest needs more spiders

Greeaaaat.

>>35366335
>human villain alart
The times when Danny and Claire were kidnapped by ninjas?

Or are you talking about in-quest?
We haven't had to deal with a human villain, but we did have to deal with non-human villains and monsters a couple of times.
Then there was that Magical Girl that Rosa was fighting, but Magical Girls may or may not be human anymore.

>>35366374
>We can hardly be blamed for not knowing it was filled with a toxic substance.
Except, that's exactly what's happening here.
The players made a stupid call, and now they're being treated like the retarded little shit they acted like.
It's not going to change just because you don't like it.

>>35366401
Sword guy was human wasn't he? Claire just kinda ripped his heart out.

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>>35366383
Hey man, if you weren't down with spiders you shouldn't be following a quest set in Oz.

>>35366438
No, I think he was a time-traveling cyborg.
He had blue blood, I think.

How fucking toxic was that paint anyway? If it did that to us for drinking it it probably would have had some bad effects from just landing on us or getting in our eyes or even breathing the fumes in.

>>35366470
It was normal paint.
Drinking paint is a pretty retarded idea.

>>35366374
>>35366432
I don't check the contents of every soda can I open to see if it's actually paint. If anything, the QM is partly at fault for not mentioning the container of "milk" had been opened, then fucking his players over for not knowing it had been opened, and the players are partly at fault for thinking that drinking from a carton thrown at their table was a good idea.

The whole thing was retarded. Now can we PLEASE just fucking move on already?

>>35366432
Because someone would totally have PAINT IN MILK CONTAINER, AND TROW IT AT US< AND WE WOULD NOT SEE ITS PAINT< OR SMELL IT< AND THEN WHEN TASTING PAINT WE SWALLOW, INSTEAD OF SPITING.

How the hell this is likely to happen, if there like 20 perfectly good milk cartons, to trow at us, like 5 feet away.

>>35366440
You literally just scared the shit out of me with that Gif. I full screened it and my goddamn heart just about stopped.

God I hate spiders.

>>35366432
I wont argue it was stupid to drink it, but expecting it to be filled with poison is kinda over the top. Filling a common drinking vessel in a crowded cafeteria with something that could kill a man is over the top even for asshole bullies.

>>35366494
Well of course it is but i don't remember hearing that kids that ate lead paint chips blacked out or anything like that.

>>35366502
Was it open?

>>35366517
Say like filling a backpack with period blood and covering someones face in it?

This might be a trend.

>>35366531
Machiavelli in so many words says forgiveness is a good way to get yourself killed.

>>35366531
That was also paint. Some of you may now be seeing the trend. It's always been paint. Paint is everything, everything is paint.

>>35366531
This is not of the cuff, "I am bored, lets go dunk the nerd into toilet" bullying.
This is "I hate him and want that guy die" kind of bullying.

>>35366531
Apparently it was, if it had paint in it.

>>35366531
Actually, that was red paint.

You might be on to something here anon.

I greet my siblings, brush my disgusting fucking teeth out and head into my room. A few boxes and a hastily put together cake lie on top of my bed.

The cake reads "Welcome back Dan." in tight icing that nearly flows over the side, signed 'Mum' underneath.

I shift it to my desk for now and open the boxes. One is large and wide, while the other is small and narrow.

I open the larger box first, revealing an, according to Claire, 'Swaggin'. I hold it up and it seems about the right measurements. At the bottom of the box sits a card. "Love Mum and Dad." With a small P.S. "Sorry." in Mum's handwriting. The smaller box houses a green tie.

Claire snaps her fingers. "Damnit, we coulda got dresses out of this too." Trying to lighten the mood a little for Mia.

She giggles a little at that,handing me the box lid I passed her back. I stow the clothes on my desk for now.

>Eat the cake
>Cuddle and Sleep
>Other

>>35366139
Say hi to everyone, kick the cat out of our room, (if he's there) start planning revenge

>>35366576
Paint.. so.. some idiot who had a crush on Mia?

One of the art kids is a sociopath?

>>35366531
That was paint too.
I think there is a connection. We should ask Mia who has access to the art room's materials.

>>35366587
>>Cuddle and Sleep

>>35366587
>Cuddle and Sleep

Rest now. Finding art based sociopath later.

>>35366587
>Eat the cake
Mom is actually trying to not be a bitch.
We should show our appreciation by actually eating the cake.

>>35366587
>Cuddle and Sleep
Sandwich Mia

>>35366587
>check cactus
>>Cuddle and Sleep

>>35366608
Yeah, and start tracking down the specific blends used. It was periwinkle blue or something that they pumped out of our stomach right?

>>35366624
>Sandwich Mia
best sandwich because us and claire are too big to properly be sandwiched by Mia and the other

>>35366619
This is a good point.

Make sure the cake isn't actually paint, then proceed to eat it.

>>35366587
>Check the cactus
That cactus will be great, i swear

>>35366587
>Water Cactus

>>35366587
>Go and greet your parents, thanking them for the cake and letting them know you are ALIVE AND WELL
Honestly, I know Mum's been a bitch recently but there's something called common courtesy

>>35366587
>Eat the cake

>>35366599
>>35366608
Or we could ask Claire's team who gave them the paint.

>>35366587
>>Eat the cake

>>35366587
>>Other
Go hug our parents and say thanks, then
>Cuddle and Sleep
With our girls

>>35366655
>there's something called common courtesy
Obviously, something that these chucklefucks don't understand.
>>35366614
>>35366617
>>35366624
>>35366625
>>35366635

>>35366587
>water cactus
>eat cake
>cuddle and sleep
In this order

I check the cactus, still hardy and alive, watering it slowly, before sitting back down. I pat the bed, looking at both girls.

They lie next to me, more consciously careful not to bash me than usual. Mia lies between Claire and I, the taller girl tucking her chin over the shorters' hair

"Glad you're ok." Claire tells me, pressing fingers to her lips, then gently into mine. Mia nods and leans her head into my chest.

I fall asleep in the warmth of my small girl pile.

In the morning, I nibble a small chunk of cake in lieu of breakfast.

>Ask to take the day off school, then....
>Thank parents
>Go to school

>>35366787
>>Thank parents

>>35366787
Investigate the paint incidents.

>>35366787
>>Ask to take the day off school, then....
>>Thank parents
>Prep teaching stuff for Claire

>>35366787
>>Ask to take the day off school, then....
>>Thank parents

>>35366806
Then
>>35366807

>>35366787
>Thank parents
>Go to school
We should let Rosa know we're okay.

>>35366787
>Thank parents

>>35366787
>>Ask to take the day off school, then....
>>Thank parents
>Let Rosa know all be dandy

>>35366787
>Thank parents
>Gently interrogate Claire's teammates as to the source of their art supplies

>>35366787
>>Thank parents

I thank Mum and Dad on my way out the door, idly complimenting the cake, and trying to be genuinely thankful for the suit.

On the way to school Claire rubs her shoulders a little awkwardly. "So.. you know how I didn't kill anyone? Well that doesn't mean I didn't kina fuck the school up.. just a little."

Sure enough construction crews are working on patching several walls up, shiny new lockers gleam in the hall.

"That's ok." I kiss her on the head. "At least you didn't hurt anyone. Then we'd be hunted probably."

I wave at Rosa as Mia and I walk in, just before class starts.

I sit through a normal day of class, listening to inane prattle and scratching some notes out.

At lunch, after receivin an obligatory hug from her, I ask Rosa if she knows who did it, "Nah man. No one's saying anything. It seems that mum's the word."

I look around the cafeteria, eyeing everyone carefully, being ignored by everyone.

>What do?

>>35367210
Ignore everyone and chat to our gals. Just get back into the normal lifestyle, we are a background character after all.

>>35367210
>Be the Background Character

>>35367210
Ask Mia where someone might get their hands on a paint blend named 'liberty periwinkle'.

>>35367210
>Be the Background, at least until you have more information

>>35367210
Ask Mia if she knows if the school has a supply of the pain shade "Liberty Periwinkle".
Tell Rosa that the field hockey team may know something; maybe she should bring Claire along as muscle, if gentle interrogation doesn't work.
Make sure that our back isn't towards anyone, and eat lunch with the girls.

>>35367210
End lunch as usual, investigate who gas access to the arts room after class, ask Claire's teammates.

Why should we investigate?
They're just going to label us as a villain and we'd get shat on by everyone instead of just them

>>35367357
For trying to know who poisoned us?

>>35367357
Why would you think that looking for the person who's been aiming all this flak our way could even POSSIBLY be misconstrued as villainous? Or do you think that doing anything but shagging our MC's two girlfriends will lead to an instant bad end or something?

Cant we ask some hero person, or mister O, if they can find out who did this?
Someone must have seen it, and mister o can get that someone to talk.

>>35367434
In other words give that Hero a quest. Heroes love side quests!
(Side quest givers are background characters, right?)

>>35367331
>pain shade "Liberty Periwinkle".
That typo got me a-thinking. How about when we eventually do shady things we leave a splash of paint as a calling card, always the shade of pain; Liberty Periwinkle

As for >>35367210
>Ask Claire if she knows why she can proc her powers without our intervention now (stressing that we don't mind this)
Or can she? Is it only when she flies into rage driven by transgressions to our wellbeing or can she do it on a whim?

I shrug, leave it for now at least. I keep my eyes scanning around the room quietly however, as the girl's discuss plans for the ball, Claire still protests heels, while Rosa and Mia think about colour arrangements or some bullshit.

The meal passes quietly, and I head back to class. At some point during the afternoon, a ghost and/or phantom thing trails through the room, trying to make spooky noises, followed by Jerry leaping through the open window, chasing it through the school. The lesson continues on for a few minutes longer, uninterrupted.

I sigh, as the fire alarm goes off, a few sprinklers go off, but most are shut off thanks to construction fucking with the plumbing.

Despite it clearly being the ghost thing, we all have to trudge out on to the school oval, line up quietly and be checked off on roll again.

At this point in the day, it's so late that Mr O. decides to just let us take the rest of the afternoon off, shooing everyone away with a shake of his hand, before lighting a cigarette, whistling as he slides into his convertible.

He powers down the street quickly, trying to beat the traffic of pickup parents. Mia kisses me on the cheek, explaining she has to go to her councilling today.

This leaves me and Rosa milling about on the lawn, waiting for Claire's class to let out.

>What do?

>>35367553
Oh come on, everyone will know it was either us or the asshole, and seeing as that we were the one poisoned, it would make a nice tragic backstory.

>>35367578
"So about what happened in the shower..."

>>35367578
"So your cat decided to pay me a visit in the shower the other day. I'm starting to think it's becoming a habit."

>>35367578
"So about what happened in the shower..." (we should get Claire there too, as it concerns her more than us. Its Claires harem.
if no drama, then-
Test if we can give Rosa clairvoyance powers?

>>35367578
Bring Rosa over to find someplace in the shade to sit, to wait for Claire to come out. Then we can all go pick up Mia when she gets out of counseling.

Hold hands, lean against each other, and ask Rosa how she's been this past week we were unconscious.

>>35367578
>"Where's MT at? He caught me showering again the other day. Wait, make that other week. Passing out for five days messes with my sense of time"

>>35367578
Ask Rosa why she's a magical girl.

Otherwise just wait up for Claire.

>>35367578
>"Where's MT at? He caught me showering again the other day. Wait, make that other week. Passing out for five days messes with my sense of time"

>>35367619
This

>>35367578
>>"Where's MT at? He caught me showering again the other day. Wait, make that other week. Passing out for five days messes with my sense of time"

>>35367619
>>35367644
>>35367671
I agree with this fine people

>>35367625
This. Small talk and bullshits.
No reason to suspect MT. He's brotier magical cat made of hopes and sreams that shits candy.

"So.... where's MT? He showed up when I was showering the other day. Well, last week. Man being in a mini coma fucks with your sense of time." I play it off casual.

Rosa shrugs. "I dunno, he said he had to go back to his realm for a while." She looks confused. "Why what'd he say to you?"

I shuffle my feet in the dirt. "He... wished me luck, but disappeared before I could ask what he meant."

The ghost streams past and Rosa blasts a pink bolt at it from her fingertip, earning a thanks from Jerry. He grabs it by the tail somehow, and crams it in some glowy jar thing.

We make some more chit chat, sitting in the shade of a building, waiting for Claire. "So why'd you make a deal with MT in the first place?" I ask her.

Rosa shrugs, "I wanted to be a champion of justice and love. What don't you?" I snort, and she punches me in the arm. "Shut up. I help people. More rewarding than sitting around, being a sarcastic shitlord." She replies, the corners of her mouth twitching upwards.

I can see Claire waving, as she walks across the oval. Rosa and I wait patiently in the shade.

>What do?

>>35367874
Hold hands.

>>35367874
>Go and wait at the office for Mia's counselling to end
>Reminisce about the shower threesome we had

>>35367874
>Kiss claire, go home

>>35367874
I'm waiting for that legendary blowjob.

>>35367874
>all these jerks leaving Mia behind
pls no
>>35367926
let's do this instead

>>35367874
Stand, help Rosa up.
Talk with her and Claire about our relationship, regarding Rosa and how to tell Mia about it.

Then go pick up Mia from her counseling session.

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>>35367938

>>35367874
>All this milling about.
>Not tracking down the people who put us in a coma.

Oh come on, we're not even doing lewds.

>>35367874
Fuck no to leaving Mia behind.

>>35367928

>>35367989
Tell mia about what?

>>35367874
We could discuss the relationship status with Claire, and Rosa.

Its a good opportunity now?

>>35367874
>>35367989
seconded

>>35368014
About how Rosa is a part of our relationship.
It seems that no one has told her about it, that Claire and Danny have had sex with Rosa already, and that we'd like to be more open about it.

>>35368035
She knows we're friends, and that was one time.

>>35368035
You know that it's possible to fuck someone you're not in a relationship with, right?

>>35367874
To Roa, "It's a tough job, being a sarcastic shitlord, but someone's got to do it."

>>35368155
Yes, but we should make that clear?
Possible does not mean automatically assumed.

I give a long suffering sigh, casting a longsuffering glance at her, "Yeah, it's a tough job, being a sarcastic shitlord. But someone needs to be sane in this town."

I stand, linking hands with Claire as we walk around to Gutla's office at the back of the school. Faint murmuring comes through the thin tin of the walls. It's funny because funding.

"Hey remember that time we all had kind of sex in that shower?" I ask. "Wasn't that fun."

Both girls laugh. "Smooth." Claire whispers in my ear.

Rosa smiles a little. "I have a vague memory of glitter bombing the shit out of your legs. Why?"

>What do?

>>35368287
"Wanna do stuff like that some more in the future? Though we should probably bring Mia in on the fun, too. Maybe you should do it, Claire, since she seems to let you get away with more than me."

>>35368287
>Just making smalltalk.

>>35368340
No she doesn't.

So... MT figured out we've got the ability to give powers.

Anyone slightly afraid he's going to come back and convince us to become the contracting sociopath cat?

>>35368365
Mia let Claire leave hickeys on her, which is more than us.

>>35368386
That's because we havent tried.

>>35368386
Claire is just more forceful. Probably doesn't stop the first time she says no.

>>35368287
"Just smalltalk."

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>>35367996
We will have a blowjob scene, as our ancestors foretold! >>35364703
Mark my words, master ButtTickler, for we will die for the sake of our children's future! For a future where our sons and daughters can read about blowjobs on /tg/!
WE WILL HAVE A TONGUE ON OUR SCHLONG!

>>35368534
I won't die for that.

>>35368534
YOU JINXED IT! Now we're gonna end up touching Claire somewhere and she'll have a mouth in her vagina. Sure we'll have a tongue on our schlong but it's no blowjob!!

>>35368534
>>35368576
I second the not being dead.

>>35368534
well something will happen

>>35368576
>>35368594
By we, i was talking about me and my sperm.

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>>35368638
So wait you'll die and the rest of us get a blow job?

I'm cool with that. Croak already you bastard.

>>35368651
I shall die for a good cause then.

"Oh... just making small talk." I shrug, giving her half a wink.

The girls continue to prattle girly clothes bullshit, Rosa even promises to help them with their dresses. Apparently her families got, quote 'dank in the bank'. What a magical way of saying it.

Eventually Mia walks out, smiling softly as she see us. We push off our chair and start walking home. Rosa splits off about halfway, heading to her place.

We all give her a goodbye and head back to my place for now. Shoving the front door open, we find a plate of home baked cookies left on the bench. Fuckin' sweet.

We all grab one and decide.

>Lewd time
>/fit/
>Hang with...
>Other

>>35368688
>/fit/

REHAB MOTHER FUCKER

>>35368688
>Hang with Erica
>/fit/
It'll do her good, help with her self-confidence, and she gets to watch Claire get all sweaty.

Though I'm disappointed we're not hanging out with Rosa more.

>>35368688
Check the cookies doesn't have paint.
Do the same woth every thing we put inside our mouth from now on.

>>35368688
>/fit/
Got to get back in shape.

>>35368688
>Fit

>>35368688
>Erica
>/fit/

>>35368688
>>Lewd time
Goddamn, it isn't a proper Chuckles thread without even a hint of lewd!

>>35368688
>Check the cookies for paint.

>>35368688
>Lewd time

>>35368762
Fit Always leads to lewd. Were also making up for not moving forca week.

>>35368688
>Lewd time
Yeah, come on.

>>35368688
>>/fit/

>>35368762
>>35368779
>>35368794
You could have had lewd with Claire and Rosa.
Both of them would have been perfectly willing, and in fact, looking forward to it judging from the last time we had a threesome.

>>35368688
/fit/

Gotta troll the lewd people.

>>35368688
/fit. followed by lewd. Unless we've been warned against exerting ourselves or something.

>>35368898
This is the voice o reason.

>>35368898
Agreed.

>>35368898
Yeah if it's no exerting. Then I'm afraid we'll just have to lie back and get that blow job while we recoup.

We trudge back to the basement, which I liberally spray with air freshener and open the single high window, hoping to air out the various smells comingling in the room.

Claire takes to the exercise with ease, despite her break being as long as mine, while I struggle to do three quarters of what I did last time, before I collapse off the bike, Mia slowing my fall just in time.

I roll fully onto the floor, as the bike chain slows to a stop. Both girls help me up onto the couch, as I regain my breath. Claire asks Mia to get me some cold water, while she finishes her workout.

I thank her, watching her doodle with her drawing of cat eared Erica in a corner of her page.

I lean in and whisper with Mia, drawing a giggle from her.

Claire towels herself off, joining us on the couch. "Aw, poor baby." She croons, walking two fingers up my chest. I'm not even sure if it's legitimate concern or mockery.

Knowing Claire, it's probably the latter.

Mia scooches, making more room on the couch. I flop my head back against the top rim of the couch, letting my breath stream through my lips. "Remind me not to drink paint again." I tell them, as Mia kicks her legs up over my thighs, leaning against a couch arm. "Turns out it kinda janks up your body. Who knew?"

>What do?

>>35368688
>>Lewd time
>>/fit/
Exercise, followed up with lewds.

>>35368988
>Talk about MT conspiracy theories

>>35368988
I don't know, see if Mia's ticklish in her feet or something?

>>35368988
Move Mia's legs up, so her bottom's on our lap instead.

>>35368988
Turn mia and claire in catgirls.
Maximum petting lewd.

>>35369046
Enough catgirls, it's getting old.

>>35368988
Lewd.

>>35369076
Just normal lewds then.

>>35369038
>>35368988
This and lewdening

Kind of amazing that we're relatively healthy after all of that time in a coma.

>>35369033
support

>>35369119
Background character plot armor.
We can only die to advance an MC character arc.

>>35368988
Stroke Mia's legs, going up towards her thighs.
Grope and fondle Claire, while teasing Claire about wanting to get into Rosa's panties.

>>35368988
I actually got an idea. How old is Rosa? Perhaps we play cupid and try to hook her up with Mia?

Lock the basement doors if things go lewd.

>>35369194
>>35369171
Going back through the archives, it seems like Rosa's got problems of her own that MT hasn't been helping her with, but that her time with Claire and Danny did a little.
We should continue to help her along with Claire and Mia.

>>35369194
>Perhaps we play cupid and try to hook her up with Mia?
No.
Fuck you for even suggesting it.

>>35369229
That reaction seems a bit excessive.

>>35369194
>play cupid and try to hook her up with Mia
No, we're going to bring her in with Danny, Claire, and Mia together.
And we're going to help her with her issues like we did with Mia, through liberal applications of kisses, cuddling, sex, and hand-holding.

>>35369171
>>35369211
Combine these. The only person in this house who I would like to see barge in on our lewdness is Erica, and she wouldn't want to join in.

I stroke down Mia's legs tickling them a little, before pulling her into my lap. She squeaks quietly, but complies. Her head comes about equal with mine now, and I rest my chin on her shoulder, one hand slipping under her shirt onto the bare skin of her stomach.

Claire takes my other hand, and pulls it to her abs, purring quietly as I scratch and play with them a little. "Mmmmm. I love it when you do that." She whispers, leaning into my shoulder. As I trace circles on Mia's smooth stomach she asks a follow up question. "Who's do you prefer?" She asks.

No way, not falling into that loaded trap. "B-both?" That just earns a snort from both girls. Mia slides a little down in my lap, which causes my hand to be further up inside her shirt.

She doesn't actively protest, as I sit with my hand on her lower ribs, Claire raises an eyebrow at Mia's back, amused.

>Claire, could you give Mia and I little private time?
>Mia, could you give us a little private time?
>Heavy petting, but no lewd
>Other

>>35369375
>Heavy petting, but no lewd

>>35369375
>Heavy petting, but no lewd

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>>35369375
>>Claire, could you give Mia and I little private time?

Or just >Heavy petting, but no lewd
I'm okay with either (or both)
Either way, pic related.

>>35369375
>>Claire, could you give Mia and I little private time?
We must corrupt Mia gradually, she needs the sexual healing here.

>>35369375
>Heavy petting, but no lewd

>>35369375
>Other
Get up and lock the door.
The proceed to heavy petting, kissing, taking clothes off, and getting Claire and Mia to kiss while we pet them.

Ask Mia and Claire if they'd like cat ears as well for us to pet.

>>35369375
>other
> heavy petting AND lewd.

>>35369375
>Heavy petting, but no lewd

>>35369375
>>Claire, could you give Mia and I little private time?
>Marvel with Eri maybe or something?
>Doors locked

>>35369375
>>Heavy petting, but no lewd
We just got out of the hospital, lewd can wait

>>35369375
>>Heavy petting, but no lewd

About the heavy petting, is that Danny petting Mia and Claire, or Claire petting Mia and Danny?
And why can't it be both?

Because I'm willing to settle for a handjob for now.

>>35369375
heavy petting

>>35369503
Well, it wasn't specified, I hope it's both .

I kiss Mia's back softly, before slowly bringing my hand upwards, giving her plenty of time to object.

She says nothing, but a tiny nod tells me yes. I squeeze her right breast, rounded and soft, through her bra. Mmmmm. Mia joins my mmm with her on audible one.

She cranes back into me, purring a little as Claire grabs my free hand and shoves it into her underwear, leaning over and kissing Mia.

I'm gonna be honest, I have no idea how to finger Claire from this angle, so I hope for the best, rubbing things that bring happy noises over other bits.

Claire disconnects her mouth from Mia to twist her body, now on her knees and bent over towards us, she jams her tongue in my mouth, while she slides her own hand under Mia's shirt, earning a gasp of surprise.

Mia leans forward and starts tugging her shirt upwards. Interesting development. Her shirt comes away, revealing a series of what looks like burn marks that criss cross over her back. Old ones by the look of it.

Claire looks at one, before snapping back up to the girl. Mia is spinning on my lap, forcing us to let go of her chest.

She smiles at us, before she reaches trembling hand behind herself, trying and failing to unhook her bra. Her smile falters a bit as she continues to struggle with it, clearly nervous, I feel her tremors running down into my leg, they aren't exactly helping the obstinate erection this had all given me.

>Mia, stop.
>Help her with it
>Other?