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[vitaelamorte]

HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

Your mind is a car, a car in the vastness of the universe, slowly going down the road which connects thought upon thought and you glance at your hands as they grasp the steering wheel, wondering if you are fit to master the curves of creativity, to weather the rocky roads of prose, to order a cool glass of beer at the roadhouse of inspiration no wait a second you can't order a beer you're driving you're test driving your mind car drunk what have you done WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THIS IS THE MIND POLICE SLOW DOWN AND PULL OVER IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE UNDER ARREST I SAID SLOW DOWN THIS IS--



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Comments

[monosaccharide]

[Yeah she doesn't seem to make any note of it. Instead her fingers dance over the phone and suddenly, his lights up.]

You slide the arrow to answer.

[fourthson]

[ It both lights up and shudders in his hand, as if it's come to life. Jon startles, almost drop the phone like he's concerned it might bite him somehow.

But the princess behaves as if nothing is amiss, and so Jon does as she says, sliding his finger cross the approximation of an arrow on the screen.

A pause, and then: ] Nothing happened.

[monosaccharide]

Oh, you have to put it up to your ear. [She demonstrates, putting hers up. She stands, walking a little ways away.]

[fourthson]

[ Jon spends a few seconds wondering if this is some sort of elaborate prank, that the device is going to heat up or spew something and Princess Bubblegum will be sent into a fit of laughter.

But she appears to be serious enough, and so after a moment of hesitation he puts the phone to his ear as she's shown. ] And now?

[monosaccharide]

Hi!

[HER VOICE COMES THROUGH THE DEVICE! GASP! A beat.]

....it'd probably be more impressive if I wasn't in hearing distance anyway. But you'd be able to hear me just as clearly anywhere in Wonderland.

[fourthson]

[ Despite the close vicinity, Jon is still mystified that this girl's voice is right at his ear. He jerks his head away from the device then, staring at it like it might bite him, but after a few seconds of contemplation returns it to his ear. ]

There's no limit on the distance at which it works? [ The possibilities seemed endless to him. To think of what might be accomplished if this device existed in Westeros...

It's enough to make his head spin as if he's just been thrown from a horse. ]

[monosaccharide]

I mean, might have some trouble across dimensional barriers, but until I figure out a way to get out of this place, I don't have a way to test it.

[She grins and pulls it away from her ear.]

Now press the button that looks like a camera.

[A beat. He won't know what that is, will he?]

Sort or like... a rectangle with a circle in it?

[fourthson]

[ "Dimensional barriers" is another term that's foreign to Jon, but based on what else the princess says about them, he can make assumptions. What she means is that it's unclear if the phone would still work if one of them returned to their own world.

He taps at the screen and looks for the image that she described. He still feels that he's more likely to break the phone than do anything of use with it, but as soon as he hits the correct icon, the screen in front of him shifts, displaying the grass at his feet.

It's almost as if he's looking right through it, and Jon shifts the phone around in his hand, watching as the picture on it changes as he moves it. ]

What is it doing? [ It must be some kind of sorcery. What other explanation is there? ]

[monosaccharide]

It's a camera. If you press the little flippy button--oh, let me.

[She walks over and sits down next to him, reaching over to press the button that switches it to selfie cam.]

See? That's you! And you can transmit it just like a phone call if you hit the red button.

[fourthson]

[ Being met with his own reflection isn't so strange. There are looking glasses, not to mention each time he sees his visage in the sheets of ice that make up the Wall. This is a much clearer image, though, and it tracks every movement he makes.

Taking note of the red button she mentions, Jon forces his gaze from the phone to look at Princess Bubblegum. ]

So what you're telling me is... I can send someone in an entirely different part of Wonderland this image of me?

[monosaccharide]

Yes, exactly! [She beams, clearly proud of him for catching on.] You can even send everyone in Wonderland this image.

[fourthson]

[ She shouldn't be too proud, as he doesn't understand that it would be a recording. Jon's picturing a still image. Not knowing what he doesn't know, he doesn't bother to answer any other questions.

Either way, he's appreciative of her patience. A few more random presses on the phone's screen and he shuts down the camera to return the device to his pocket. ]

I would thank you for your help, my lady. [ Jon bows his head deferentially. ] If you ever need my assistance, you have it.

[ Though there's one thing he's still curious about. ] Excuse my asking, but you are nothing like the royalty of my home. [ Which is his way of admitting that he's a tad skeptical. ] What land do you rule over?

[monosaccharide]

The Candy Kingdom. It's in the Land of Ooo. And yes, it is a real place, no I don't expect you to have heard of it, and I expect I'm way more algebraic than any royals you know.

[A shrug.]

I come from a world that's pretty different from what most people here are used to. Almost no humans, for one thing.

[fourthson]

[ Every other word out of her mouth sounds as if it's made up, her attempt to fool him -- and yet she had been kind enough in showing him how to use his "phone." ]

If you are not human... [ Of course she's not human, but Jon had enough manners to keep that to himself until now. ] Then what are you?

[ It's difficult to believe anything she's saying, but her appearance isn't something she can fake. ]

[monosaccharide]

[Oh, she certainly could fake her appearance if she had reason to. But in this particular case, she's legit.]

I'm made of bubblegum. I'm the original candy person.

[fourthson]

I suppose it might help if I knew what bubblegum was.

[ Candy he knows, but Jon has to wonder if the princess defines it differently than he does. A person made of candy simply sounds too ridiculous, even with her strange coloring. ]

[monosaccharide]

[Well, that makes it a little harder to explain.]

Well, it's a sort of sweet and chewy substance that you can chew and then blow bubbles in.

[A beat.]

If you try and chew on me, however, we are going to have problems.

[fourthson]

[ So it is some kind of candy, then. It's odd, to think that she's made of some sort of edible material, but then again, isn't he? He's seen wolves tear into men like they were nothing more than meat -- because that's the truth of it, in the end. ]

Worry not, my lady, I had no intention of that. I owe you my thanks, for assisting me with my... phone.

[ She might be strange in appearance (and, to some extent, in demeanor), but she'd help him all the same. He won't forget that. ]

[monosaccharide]

Sure thing, man. [She pats his shoulder companionably.] Let me know if you have any questions, kay? I'm crazy good at science. I can help.

[fourthson]

[ The physical contact comes as a surprise, as Jon isn't used to a woman being so bold, and the only time that he makes contact with his Brothers it's usually in the training yard. ]

I will keep that in mind. [ Jon has to admit, this is likely to come up again. He's relieved that he's found a patient teacher, no matter how strange her countenance might be. ] I should let you get back to your day, but I suspect I'll see you again before long, princess.

[monosaccharide]

Sure thing. Call if you need anything. It'll be good practice! [She smiles as she stands up.] Later, Jon Snow.