1-choo!

[waffuport]

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[While finding herself in strange new settings isn't very surprising at all, waking up in bed with completely different clothes is. So if her brand new family doesn't hear her in her room going "What? What? What??" like some sort of one-trick parrot, or the occasional "Hello?" as she wanders through the house, they'll find her still in her pajamas, investigating the fridge. Open, close. Open...close. Open--ooh is that an apple?]

I wonder who made this box so cold?

Phone
--'s this? Is it a gadget? Maybe if I do something it'll talk! Hmm...

[This is followed by the sound of her apparently playing with the dial.]

Hello? Hello? Mister Gadget, can you hear me? I wonder if Meg would know how it worked.

Comments

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

Viki? You're here too? Wooooow, everyone from home is showing up all of a sudden...

[waffuport]

Everyone sounds like a lot of people. We could throw a party to celebrate!

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

[l-lol oh Viki...]

Weeeelll, not everyone, but there are a lot of us now! It used to be just me up until a couple months ago.

A party would be fun, though~

[waffuport]

Really? I'm glad you're not alone anymore! That's never very fun. Do you think there's a lot of people I know?

We could invite all the people we don't know too!

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

Well, there's me and Lyon and the Prince, and you know us! And there are a few other people from our world, but they're from the future...

Oh, but there are lots of people here, so that'd be a pretty big party~

[waffuport]

Oh well, I talked to Lyon earlier, but I don't think I've met you and the Prince yet, have I? Are there a lot of people from the future? That must be confusing.

It'd be the biggest party ever! Or at least as big as those celebrations people like to have after a war.