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[vitaelamorte]

HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

You are overjoyed at the sound of a new voice, you are drawn into the nostalgic delights of an old favourite, you are captivated with curiosity about a new game, entertained by the eventuality of your participation AND YET--



--there are still some hurdles left to climb. BUT FEAR NOT! Whether to test or to hone, to prepare or refine, whether to socialise or scout, you are now right where you need to be at the

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Comments

[drummeintheface]

[Greg looks up from his perch on the stool. Even on the stool he has to look up! He beams brightly and hops off the stool with a little "oof!" before hurrying back to the sink.]

Yeah! Are you gonna bake something? I like your oven mitts!

[everyonecanbekind]

AH!! TINY HUMAN, YOU TAKE UPON YOURSELF AN ENORMOUS TASK! AND THESE ARE NOT OVEN MITTS, BUT YOUR SINCERE COMPLIMENT IS APPRECIATED!!

I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, SHALL TAKE UPON MYSELF THE DEED OF AIDING YOU IN THIS AMAZING EPIC OF CULINARY CURIOSITY!!!

[ As if trying to prove a point, Papyrus lifts the pot from the stove and easily sets it into the sink to fill with water. ] HAVE YOU ALREADY PREPARED YOUR SAUCE??

[drummeintheface]

[Whoa! This guy is really exciting! Greg follows him from the sink to the stove, eager to see what's going to happen next.]

I didn't get the jar yet! Should I have done that already?

[Oh no! He had no idea that his spaghetti venture might go badly!]

[everyonecanbekind]

IT IS ALRIGHT, TINY HUMAN!! THE ART OF MAKING SPAGHETTI IS SUBTLE AND FULL OF SELF DISCOVERY!!

[ water's gotta boil, anyway. He brings the now full-to-the-brim pot back to the stove and starts it, a large flame eagerly licking the bottom of the pan. ] WE MUST START WITH THE POUNDING OF THE TOMATOES!!

[ he gives Greg a sort of confused look for a moment. It must be hard to see this amazing display from the floor... ]

SURELY, IT MUST BE DIFFICULT TO SEE THIS AMAZING DISPLAY OF MY CULINARY MASTERY FROM THE FLOOR...COME, TINY HUMAN! I AM SURE THAT MY SCARF WOULD ACCOMMODATE YOUR SQUISHY HUMAN PARTS WHILE YOU LEARN ABOUT THE WONDER THAT IS PROPERLY COOKED SPAGHETTI!

[ he crouches down so Greg can climb up onto Papyrus. Climb onto the skeleton! FOR THE SAKE OF KNOWLEDGE, GREG! ]

[drummeintheface]

[His scarf? Greg imagines some sort of trapeze system made out of the scarf for a moment before he realizes the skeleton man is offering him a ride.]

Oh! Okay!

[It's a little bony, but Greg settles in just fine on the skeleton's shoulders.]

I can see everything now, Mr. Skeleton! Thank you! Are you gonna pound some tomatoes now?

[everyonecanbekind]

WHY, YES!!! [ it would be the understatement of the century to say that Papyrus isn't incredibly excited right now. He places a hand on Greg's tiny legs to stabilize his new culinary witness. ]

YOU SEE, LITTLE HUMAN, THE MORE ENTHUSIASTIC YOU ARE ABOUT MAKING A FANTASTIC DISH, THE BETTER IT WILL TASTE, AND THERE ARE NONE MORE ENTHUSIASTIC THAN I!! ABOUT MAKING SPAGHETTI!

[ he finds a few tomatoes in a basket nearby and sets them on the counter. If tomatoes could cower, these probably would. He raises his fist, narrowing his eyes-- staring these helpless little tomatoes down, when he gasps dramatically. ]

TINY HUMAN, HOW FOOLISH OF ME!! WE CANNOT YET MAKE SPAGHETTI!

WE'RE NOT WEARING ANY PROTECTIVE APRONS!

[ how foolish. goodness. ]

[drummeintheface]

Oh gosh! We're not! Do the closets have those?

[Greg wobbles a little and has to grab onto the skeleton's skull to balance. Whoa. Bone feel. He gets a little distracted by touching the skull a whole lot.]