Afterparty the Third

[canreallymove]

[Yuta's gone. He can't do the after party. So now it's up to Sonic. Yes, Hunter was going to do it, or...at least yell at the sheep to do it, but Sonic pointed out they were going to need more than just apple slices. People were starving and the sheep couldn't cook. In his opinion, of course. How does one even bruise an apple like that!?

Hunter wasn't happy with him, and what's her face Jeanie probably hated his guts now, but honestly, who was happy with anything at this point?

So, the first thing he does is go to the kitchen and start to do the one thing he knows will at least help: cook. The food is back, and so he's going to make a hearty mean and veggie stew in the oven, courtesy of an old recipe that nanny Rosie would make when they were kids. Back before the takeover. After they got food in Knothole.

While the stew is stewing in the oven for a good hour or so, Sonic himself is just...stewing. And also making something with rice in the microwave to tie people over in the meantime. It's actually congee, but he thinks its hot rice pudding, so whatever, it's good to go for people.

And yes. He also has apple slices and graham crackers, Hunter insisted on it. And yes, he's made extra and enough for everyone and Nanami to have seconds if they'd like. They need to eat, albeit slowly so they don't get sick, and he makes notes at the cafeteria table stating that. Then he gets to work with a cookbook to try and make some kind of drink that can help with getting people back on their feet. Dylan does cover with chamomile tea, at least, so it's not as much of an urgent issue.

He's mostly staying in the kitchen if people want to bug him. When he does finally come out, he sits in silence, staring at his bowl of stew, picking at the carrots. He's tired. It's pretty obvious on his face.]

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[keyringwitness]

[When Yasu walks into the cafeteria, her shoulders are slumped over with pure exhaustion. Not shock, not sadness, not even grief, just the overpowering certainty that this is never going to end weighing her down.

She sits alone, grimoire spread out before her, that message bottle Kuro brought her a few weeks ago at her side, and...]

Can I really... is this...

[She starts writing, first slowly, then furiously as she flips the pages. Something clicked as she caught Yuta, and she's not going to let it go, no matter how fatigued she is.

Scritch. Scritch. 110. 011. 101. But never 111.

Scritch-]

So it was... ha... hahahahahaha.... hahahaha!

[Yasu lets out a hysterical laugh before pitching over backward and fainting. There's a thunk as her chair hits the floor.]

[temmapathy]

[Emma doesn't hear the thunk, but when she turns her head to see Yasu lying on the ground, she definitely freaks out, rushing towards her to check her head for injury.]

[whimsicalism]

What's wrong?

[There's a doll trying to push her way in to see what's happening. It's A, so at least the talking is 'heard'?]

[temmapathy]

I don't know! I just found her unconscious like this.

[whimsicalism]

[As Yasu falls, the gold haired doll near her falls over and. Stands up.]

Yasu? Yasu! C'mon... you're alright, right?

[That's. A. Yeah. A is definitely in that doll, shaking Yasu.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Well, if one thing was going to snap Dylan out of his funk...]

Y-YASU!

[That would be it.

He comes running, looking her over for injuries.]

A-are you okay?! Do I need to get a first aid kit!? What-what was that?

[The...laughing, is what he's referring to.]

[whimsicalism]

Water! Dylan, can you get some water? Maybe--maybe we can throw it at her!

[Yes, there's a talking doll freaking out next to her.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Got it!

[Shock might be a helpful thing for once-the panic Dylan feels for Yasu overrides whatever reaction he could have to Chucky's cousin Charlie. He just runs to the kitchen, grabs a mug, fills it, and offers it to the doll.

And yes he's holding it with his teeth HE'S GOT NO OTHER OPTIONS WHEN HE'S PANICKING OKAY?!]

[whimsicalism]

I don't know if this will work!

[Yeah. She's just. Dumping it on Yasu. She's trying!!]

Wake up!

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Just gonna. Worriedly check for a pulse around Yasu's neck-first time doing this! Hopefully he doesn't mess it up!!!]

[keyringwitness]

[COUGH COUGH HACK SPLUTTER

At least she's awake now.

Wheezing, Yasu struggles upward, pinching the bridge of her nose like she's a headache.]

If you wanted to summon me, then you could've...

Gah! [She fully comes back to her senses, sputtering.] S- Sorry, I didn't think that would-

A?! Are you okay? You're sure it's safe out here? [she says, immediately turning her attention to the doll rather than the growing aches in the back and front of her head.]

[whimsicalism]

I'm fine, I'm fine. You dummy, you got me worried there.

[...She's not apologizing for the water.]

[keyringwitness]

There's nothing to worry about, truly. It feels as if a weight's finally lifted off my shoulders, haha... or should I say a demon off my back?

[She picks up A into the best hug she can manage with a tiny doll body like hers, and also fails to mention the several other, DIFFERENT weights that have now settled onto her shoulders, but it's fine, everything's fine.]

I feel like I, um, owe you one for scaring you so awfully, though...

[whimsicalism]

Jeeze... you're going to embarrass me...

[She's just going to hug that arm as best she can.]

It's fine. It's fine... a demon or two in this place is to be expected, I guess. [Just, pat pat pat.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Welcome back to the world of the wakeful, Yasu! You're immediately getting a dog hug. No immediate explanation, just hug.]

[keyringwitness]

[oh jeez

She hugs Dylan back, laughing weakly with only a little of that hysterical cackling quality that was there earlier.]

I'm fine, I'm fine! What have I done to make you convinced I'm so fragile, really...

[Yasu pauses.]

A- Aside from everything obvious, I mean.

[canreallymove]

One sec, man, what about you? Are you ok?

[keyringwitness]

Of course I am! Just... dazed. That's all.

The trial took a lot more out of me than I thought, I suppose. I don't think you can fault me for wanting to take a nap after that!

[Is she... being cheeky? Yasu?]

[canreallymove]

[Aaand here is Sonic dropping the bowl in his hands as he sees Yasu faint and the doll become a horror film prop and-





That high-pitched squeak is him, don't mind him-]

[whimsicalism]

Sonic, it's me! A! It's okay, I promise.

[canreallymove]

Ok!

[Still squeaking before he coughs]

Is she ok?! Do I need to get some water or-

[whimsicalism]

I don't know! I asked Dylan for water... uh, gosh. I don't know! I'm not a medical person!

[canreallymove]

Hang on, lemme check her!

[May as well see if he can help Emma, see if she's, like, still breathing and stuff. Is she?]

[whimsicalism]

[She is, she's just fainted, thankfully.]

[canreallymove]

Ok...right, she's ok, just...we should probably get her to her bedroom or somethin'. Or at least get her upright!