the 1961 advent calendar sucked, huh?

[sunborne]

Who: Daylight & Various.
When: Post-December 21 & Post-December 25.
Where: Uptown (Blue Moon Diner) and Loomis Drive.
What: Closed prompt for hydraulics and a quick catch-all for post event interactions.
Warnings: Possible descriptions of And All Through The House's events. Will update as necessary.



CLOSED PROMPT. (FOR MACE.)
It made sense to meet here.

Daylight had become a bit more practical over the years and he took some lessons to core heart these days. It never hurt to meet new faces in public places, even if you have shared circumstances with each other. The Blue Moon Diner was busy enough at night that there was a sense of activity to keep things from being too spooky but it was still enough that he liked to think a proper conversation could take place.

It helps that the bizarre weather is letting up (for now), the snowfall something more manageable for both travel and comfort. It made the Christmas music playing and the soft, peppy chatter of the other scattered customers less disconcerting to hear.

"-Oh! Hey there." Upon spotting the man, Daylight stands up from the booth he's sitting on, putting out his hand in an offer of a handshake. "Nice to meet you in person." Daylight gives a little grin, self-deprecating and bashful in a way. "Sorry if I'm not all that impressive to see. They had to tweak me a bit so I fit right in, I guess"

OPEN PROMPT. (FOR POST-DECEMBER 25.)
At least he got a consolation prize.

Standing on the doorstep of his home in Loomis Drive, bundled up for a hike through the mountains than a trip through the town, Daylight couldn't help but chuckle when he opened his present. He's tickled pink upon seeing what he got, turning it this way and that as if to make sure it's real. Well... It's a book. One about prayers, too, so there's that. The quality of the book intrigues him and so is the fact it's clearly meant for kids. He wonders if that's connected to...

"Hmm?" Daylight, hearing the crunch of snow ahead of him, looks up. He grins in relief when he sees they're not sporting a too-wide grin, probably sporting a look of WTFness and confusion like he had upon waking up. Someone like him then, he bets/hopes. "Hey there. Noticed anything different about today?"

Like how it's completely normal?

Comments

[sunborne]

May Papyrus be allowed to sleep in and enjoy said sleeping-in.

"Really?" Daylight's eyes twinkle at the thought of that. A Christmas tree in, like, the middle of July or something. That's hilarious. "Well, you did pay a lot for it and endured it being tied to your roof upright. Unless it vanished on, like, the first day of January, I think you should be allowed to do whatever you want with the tree."

He had been informed that, no, that's not how you tie things up on roofs of cars. His bad.

[ribticklers]

"It's too bad the car didn't fit in the garage like that," Sans says, and it sounds like he means it--that was hilarious and he would have loved to just leave it there like that. "If Lorna takes it down I won't stop her, I guess. But I'm at least keeping the pickle tree stocked."

Daylight may have seen those at the Christmas gala! Sans stole one.

[sunborne]

Judging by the incredulous and amused expression that comes and goes on Daylight’s face, he’s must certainly saw those weird pickel trees during the gala.

“How did you—“ He laughs, finally realising how Sans got his hands on it. “Oh wow, I really need to drop by your house one of these days. Just to see what the decor looks like.”

After he gets a chuckle out, Daylight clears his throat, trying to look and sound more sincere and serious for this next bit, while he still can, “Also— I’m glad you’re doing okay. After, you know, everything that’s gone down.”

[ribticklers]

"Start sayin' stuff like that and I'm gonna trip into an open sewer or somethin'," Sans says, but he appreciates it anyway and it shows on his face just a bit. "Glad to know you didn't get eaten by deer either, though."

[sunborne]

Daylight laughs and nods, tugging his bathrobe to the side to show the gnarly-looking bruises on his chest. "Had a pretty nasty encounter with them but yeah. I'm glad I didn't get eaten either." He fixes his bathrobe up and sighs, thinking about his encounter with them. "With how everyone is back to normal, I hope that means those nasty things are long gone."

Oh, Daylight... If you only knew they're permanently part of the town fauna and flora now. (Well. You will. Very soon. Still.)