005 // @strange.magic: video

[suckstobestrange]

[Hello Riverview! The feed blinks on to show Stephen, who might be looking somewhat under the weather here, paler than normal, the dark circles under his eyes a bit deeper. But that's not what he's here about, so like fuck he's acknowledging that!]

So is there anyone around who's a bit more up on Pokemon than I am? I was told they evolved as a method of growth, but I was unaware it was such a... sudden thing. One minute Wong was normal size, the next he's, well-

[The camera is turned, showing Wong, who is no longer the Lillipup that folk might remember but a Herdier. He's also three times his previous size, as seen by the fact that sitting up he was barely fitting on the small pillow-style dog bed just visible.]

Also, anyone who knows how to get him to stop doing this would be appreciated. [The camera pans lower to show that the dog bed was in fact upside down, having been pushed off the nearby sofa onto Sirius. The black lab hasn't moved even with bed and other dog on him, a long-suffering look sent Stephens way, as well as a slow thump of his tail.

He'd move but he's had enough of Wong's bamboozling for one day, thanks.]

Comments

[wingedman]

I might not be a dog guy, but from what I know, when dogs get attached to you, you're their entire world. And it sounds like that's the case here.

[And yes, Stephen, Sam gets that you're blaming yourself for his death.]

Man, I'd pay to hear a dog cuss out tourists in the middle of Central Park.

[suckstobestrange]

[How can he not? It was his stupid feud with Loki that led up to it.]

If I didn't know any better I'd swear he was the reincarnation of a cabbie, he sure as hell had the vocabulary for it.

[wingedman]

[WELL LOOK okay yeah that's a pretty good argument unlike 99% of everything else Stephen thinks is his fault

(which would be everything)]

You light a lantern for him at the beginning of the month?

[suckstobestrange]

Yeah.

[Look. Everything clearly is his fault okay?]

Tied a biscuit to it and everything.

[wingedman]

Good. I'm sure he's thinking of you, wherever he is.

[Sam's definitely learned by now that trying to tell Stephen that things aren't his fault doesn't work.]

Never knew before that you were such a fan of dogs. Apart from the whole turning yourself into one bit, anyway.

[suckstobestrange]

Nah, he's probably enjoying his belly rubs from Miss November. Definitely earned them.

[He's too stubborn to listen to sense, okay?]

Never thought about it before, not really. But between Bats and these two dingbats, I can see what the fuss is about.

[wingedman]

Just don't turn into the dog equivalent of a crazy cat lady. God, can you imagine how many dogs would fit in this place?

[Too many, even for Sam to deal with.]

They're good dogs, though.

[He reaches over to scratch behind Wong's ears, then tries to reach Sirius.]