002; video

[vanto]

[The room behind Eli is decorated with a few Christmas lights and ornaments: a candy cane or two, some crystal stars, mistletoe. It's minimalistic but adequately festive for the Imperial household; at the edge of the room is a box and wrappings — this room has clearly just been decorated.

Eli runs a hand through his hair, nervous but content. There is a smear of red lipstick on his cheek that he has been trying to wipe off for forty minutes. This is his life now.]

I can't remember the last —week and a half? Two weeks?— very well. But I know that I caused some trouble as a, uh, glowing horse. With eight legs.

[Eli looks away from the camera, mouth pressed into a thin line.]

I'm sorry, and if you want me to pay or help fix anything please contact me. I don't know how else to make up for all the garden destruction.

[...]

And how do you fix cravings from being a horse? I walked by a flower shop and the roses looked really appetising.

Comments

[h2no]

I hope so. I guess this was just another crazy power thing, huh?

[vanto]

I guess, at least no one got hurt. Right? No trampled people.

[h2no]

...My front yard.

[vanto]

How bad was it?

There were a lot of yards...

[h2no]

I'm not gonna lie. I cried a bit.

[vanto]

[vanto]

I'm really sorry, that was not my intention while eating your garden.

[h2no]

I needed so much consoling after the tragic loss of my second favourite bandana.

[vanto]

That was very bad of me.

I don't think it even tasted that good.

[h2no]

That's the final nail in the coffin, that is!

[vanto]

Does this mean we can't be friends? I thought bandana eating was a friendship requirement.

[He's teasing, a new bandana will be gifted for Christmas.]

[h2no]

Well, the custom is to have it with sauce, but I think I can pass over that this one time.

[vanto]

[Eli laughs.]

Oh well, excuse me, I'll make sure to bring sauce next time I come by with eight legs instead of two.

[h2no]

That's very thoughtful of you.

[vanto]

One does what one can.