#like it's our mom going oh you want the boat? the ball? the bear?

[sing-you-fools]

I love when I search for something and the search function is like "hey I'm not gonna tell you this but I went ahead and included a bunch of relevant terms in the search for you, too! we'd hate for you to miss anything!" like wow the internet is so good now right?

what I searched: Freddie Purrcury

what I got: a whole fucking lot of monarchy memorabilia

[beclynn-herondale]

Inside TMI Gang's diaries part 5 2/3

Clary: Dear diary, I ran away with Jace, mom won't be happy, but I have to save my Jace. Simon is covering for me, although that won't last long and mom may go mama bear on him, I do love him though and I'll owe him one. So far things have been weird, seeing Jace get along with Sebastian is strange and I don't like it, and Sebastian is as evil as ever, i miss Jace so much, this Jace isn't my Jace. And Sebastian doesn't trust me I know this for a fact, but I don't trust him either and you better watch your back Sebastian.

*Later*

So Jace's room is the same as it always is, so clean not a mess, everything is neat, but he isn't Jace. We went on a date, Sebastian let us cause Jace would be with me, Jace cam speak italian and hates ducks, I'll have to mention this stuff when he is my Jace again, we stole a boat but that's nothing new from what we usually do, the date was nice but I felt guilty for enjoying it, when we came back Sebastian was occupied and creepy, anyway, we had a talk when I woke up later and he is starting to confuse me, but that's what he wants. I went back to bed and got up again, also Jace can make eggs, I don't like them but can't tell him that, also I wonder if he can cook other things, need to make a list of things to ask him when he's back to normal Jace. We also read a copy of his ancestor's book.

*Later later*

Me, Jace and Sebastian, went on a mission kind of thing, Simon calls us team Evil, we fought a demon, and I actually kicked a demons butt, Sebastian took us to a kinda night club, me and Jace got high, Sebastian told me I have a dark heart and like bitch whatever. Me and Jace made out in the club and uh things kinda got outta control, I am not proud, ok, I thought I saw dead people and passed out, I woke up to Sebastian leaving and followed him, demons almost killed me and he saved me, what is he doing? I lost my ring and can't get in contact with Simon, everything is bad and maybe this is all hopeless, no, I just need coffee, sweet sweet coffee, I need a coffee high *coffee/knife/serious emoji*

Possessed Jace: Dear diary, things are good, Sebastian keeps giving me weird looks when I am with Clary though, Sebastian we are still cool though don't worry. Clary is here and it's nice, I want her to be happy and her to have whatever she wants, I am gonna be so romantic but cool about *sunglasses emoji* I am Jace Lightwood, and extremely smooth and she loves me.

*Later*

I took Clary on a date and I nailed it *sunglasses emoji* we went back home after that and I read to her and we went to sleep, after that we went on a mission, my fire goddess kicked ass, and Sebastian took us to a night club place to take care of evil stuff, me and Clary got high and we did some things at the night club. In the morning I made her eggs, I'll make her eggs all the time, Sebastian wants to discuss evil plans now.

Trapped Jace: *sharpening knives* just wait you little shit, keep looking at Clary like that and I'll stab you, I am gonna beat you up, you shall know my wrath, and I will bring it upon you. *Knife/murderous emoji*

Sebastian: Dear evil diary, what can I say, the fruit of evil is ripe, I have evil plans, I have Jace under my finger, I have Clary now too, and soon she'll understand. Jace will do anything I say and Clary will do anything for him, love truly does make one weak. And I wi burn shit. Also maybe I'll play with stuff as well. *Devil emoji*

*Later*

We got into a fight and Clary can kick ass, maybe I underestimated her a tiny little bit. We went to a night club and I talk to Meliorn and I do believe the fair folk will stand with me, and after all I do have something with the queen, and I know what you are going to say what about Jace? Well you see Jace is my backup plan he has no idea ;)

Alec: Dear diary, still sneaking around, Jace is still gone, Clary is gone now too, Jocelyn is angry and I know why she scares Jace now, Izzy and Simon are something, Idk but my big brother instincts are kicking in. Jocelyn and Izzy went to the Iron Sisters and found out there isn't a weapon to separate Jace from Sebastian, unless it is of heaven itself or something. *Shrug emoji*

*Later* so we summoned a demon, and then a greater demon, what have we become? I'll do whatever it takes to save Jace, but like when did we start summoning demons and greater demons like it's not a big deal? I think we've lost our minds, and we are also now apparently going to summon Raziel, what are we doing, but it's for Jace. Also Magnus does look good in his outfit today but there is stuff between us. When did life get so complicated? *shrug emoji*

Magnus: Dear diary, welcome back to the crazy chaotic would of Shadowhunters, I may have lost Clary, but it's not my fault she can make portals, I see an angry Jocelyn in my future. Alec is kinda weird lately but it's probably nothing, Isabelle and Jocelyn were going to the Iron Sisters to see if there is a weapon that can separate Jace and Sebastian, blondie needs to come back so all this Shadowhunter drama will calm down.

*Later*

We summoned a demon and after that we summoned the greater demon Azazel, the little shit almost told Alec who my father is, and I swear what have I gotten myself into? Oh! Also apparently we are gonna summon an Angel now, I have a feeling we'll all be dead by the end of this, it's a miracle we haven't died already, I have to do research and stuff, also Sheldon saved my cat so I am thankful for that, Isabelle and Simon have something going on, Jocelyn is gone, and I want to drink and drink, cause Magnus is done bitches. But also Alec is looking beautiful today. *throws glitter* *sunglasses emoji*

Izzy: Dear diary, Simon came to me like I asked him to, and he told me about starwars or something, I don't remember the plot exactly but I think they had something called lifesavers???? Or something, also they are apparently in space which is cool, and the good guys win. Also me and Jocelyn went to the Iron Sisters and they said I would make a good one but like bish ya girl needs her heels, idk what has gotten into me lately, but when I think about Simon I feel happy and I get this feeling and I want to spend time with him and hear him talk endlessly about starwars cause he is so passionate about it. *Confused emoji*

*Later*

We may have kinda summoned a demon, and then a greater demon, and now we may kinda be getting ready to summon an angel we are on our way to Luke's farm so yeah. . . But yeah, Simon may die and idk what to do... *Blank emoji*

Simon: Dear diary, life just doesn't seem to be letting up, first Clary ran off to do reckless shit, Jace is literally possessed by her evil Brother and is like a puppet, Jocelyn is mad I didn't stop Clary, but honestly who can stop Clary?!?! — Izzy went off to the Iron sister earlier with Jocelyn before she found out Clary was gone and apparently they can't make a weapon to separate Jace and Sebastian without killing them both, this is the part where that intense action yet hopeless music would start playing. *Nerd emoji*

*Later* I told Izzy the plot of Starwars and she listened and laughed and said it was neat, she said It was neat and even though it is so much more than neat for some reason her just listening to me talk about it made me so happy, she may become a fan *Shooketh emoji* but also we summoned a demon, and then a greater demon and now we are going to summon an angel to try and get the angel Michael's sword called glorious cause it's apparently the only weapon that will work, but I may die so rip, but also please let everything be alright but also I do have the mark of cain it's just a matter of if it works. *Worried emoji*

Church: Dear Cat diary, I come to you with the heavy weight of the most fucking done I have ever been, Jem is still hasn't come and saved me, Herondale is still possessed and honestly I am done, fire ball ran away, archer boy is off doing shit, Izzy is falling in love now too and I thought she would be the one who wouldn't like girl love drama? And Simon is probably contributing to whatever chaotic plan fire ball has. evil shit is probably off doing evil shit, where's that sweet little boy? Gone! Because an ass had to be an ass. Sorry I need to control my emotions, I just miss Jem so much, and these kids are driving me crazy, also Magnus you are contributing as well now,Jem Jem Jem pls. Anyway I am gonna go sharpen my claws and eat tuna and drown my sorrows in tuna. *Cat/tuna/murderous emoji*

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[momentsofbllove]

Alright, y’all, it’s time for me to get to the second half of Where Your Eyes Linger. I am anticipating that it’s going to make me feel even MORE things than the first half, because that’s just what these BL dramas like to do to my poor fragile heart. If you remember we left off with Tae-joo being a whiny little baby and making Kang-gook WALK HOME because he got jealous of the date he made Kang-gook go in the first place. 

Let’s see if this idiot can get his shit together. (I’m thinking no.)

EPISODE FIVE:

Okay, he has immediately regretted his decision and told the driver to turn around. There may be hope for him yet!

He’s mad... at Kang-gook... for walking home... after he told him to walk home?! Boy!

Kang-gook may love this boy but he is also tired of his shit.

Okay okay okay. We’re starting to reflect and look at our actions. This is good! This is progress! I’m proud of you, Tae-joo. 👍

So they’re in the same bed again. They definitely sleep this way every night. WHY?! What is the heterosexual explanation for this? There is none. Everyone knows there is none. Except Tae-joo. He thinks this is normal. It's not normal, Tae-joo.

That’s the second time he’s mentioned his mom! Okay, I’ve now gone from wanting to smack Tae-joo upside the head to wanting to cuddle him until he feels better. Kang-gook... go cuddle him until he feels better!

Kang-gook, you won’t even let him cuddle when he’s missing his mom!?

“I’m sad.” BABY!! SOMEONE TAKE CARE OF THIS BOY!

Oh thank goodness. Finally my precious child gets a cuddle. (But it hurt Kang-gook a little to do it and that makes ME sad!)

Okay, I really adore Hyemi. She is so awkward and precious.

HA! ‘You have a bad personality.’ I love her so much.

This is the weirdest game of dodgeball I’ve ever seen. In America we use like 20 balls and it’s like a medieval war zone with people dying left and right. This is so... tame and polite.

Tae-joo is jealous again...

 I love how they’re both fighting for a spot behind Kang-gook. Like, guys, he’s built like a bear, there’s room for you both!

Ooooooh! The betrayal!!!! 😲

And then Hyemi just runs! Good choice. Good choice.

This whole conversation hurts.

Kang-gook, that is not what he wants and you know it! You’ve been repressing your own feelings for so long, now Tae-joo is staring at you like THAT and you want to spar? You are both so useless.

The episode ends THERE?!?!!!!

Where’s the ‘NEXT’ button?!

EPISODE SIX:

Oh shit! That is the WRONG person to have see them. I don’t know what’s going on with this guy, but I don’t like him!

Okay, but now he’s trying to stop Hyemi from seeing them. Is he protecting them, or her? Either way it’s kind of sweet. Is he going to make me like him?

Bonding over disliking Tae-joo. I can get behind this. (Look, I like Tae-joo, really, especially since that ‘hug me, I’m sad’ moment. But he’s arrogant and selfish. He needs people in his life who are willing to tell him that.)

Kang-gook has been in love with Tae-joo for how long? And now he finally gets the opportunity to kiss him and he just...shoves him away. Damn your sense of propriety, boy!

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT EPISODE TITLE?!!!?!!!!!! I don’t like it!!!!!!!

But Kang-gook is very cute pulling Tae-joo around by the wrist like a naughty toddler.

Aaaand Tae-joo is being a pouty baby again.

Oof, Tae-joo is throwing Kang-gook’s words back at him.

‘If we talk about this, we can’t do this for life.’ Oh no! Kang-gook is so worried about losing him. This is not the way to fix it though!

Oh! I did not see a confession coming just like that!

Kang-gook, baby, no! I don’t think he’s acting like this because he sees you as a parental figure/care-giver. That is NOT what this is about.

“I can live without you, you can’t.’ FIRST OF ALL, NO! Second of all, HOW DARE YOU! Kang-gook, what what WHAT are you doing?!!! Why are you trying to hurt him?!

KANG-GOOK WTF?!?!!!!

This hurts and I don’t like it!!! Kang-gook, what have you done?! He’s crying, you’re crying, he’s telling you to leave! SAY SIKE RIGHT NOW!! 😢

Okay, if Kang-gook wasn’t already in love with Tae-joo (even if he’s being an ASS about it!!) he and Hyemi would actually be really cute together. Her little doll is adorable.

‘I’m not having a hard time.’ What the fuck just happened in the gym then?!!! I’m using so many exclamation points right now and it’s all your fault. Not having a hard time. Go apologize to the man you love right now!

He bought Tae-joo chocolate milk. I can’t.

OH SHIT! What happened at the house?!

There is no fucking rest here. NEXT NEXT NEXT!

EPISODE SEVEN:

Okay, so we picked up a few minutes before Kang-gook gets home to the house that has been - what, broken into? Robbed? Worse?! Where is Tae-joo?!!! - and Kang-gook says they just have to make up like they always have before. BOY! You told him the happiest you’ve ever been was when he was IN A DIFFERENT COUNTRY! How do you ‘just make up’ from that! Uhg! Boys are so dumb. 😤

Oh god, I was right! Tae-joo is gone!!!!

Kang-gook sounds so scared and lost!

Oh, that bastard! He told on them?!

Oh. Oh no. He was spying on them to protect his dad?

As if I didn’t hate Tae-joo’s dad already, now I just want to stab him in the face with something dull and rusty!

Aww, come on. I get why Kang-gook is mad, but honestly I feel sorry for this guy. Not only did Tae-joo steal 3 of his girlfriends, but then he was forced to spy on them and tell their secrets in order to protect his family. This guy is not a bad guy, he’s in the same boat they are, being controlled by the chairman. Poor thing.

Nooo! Baby, you’re not trash! You didn’t have a choice! Oh gosh, this guy (whose name I can’t freaking remember even though it was literally JUST on my screen) is now part of the ‘I will protect you, you sweet small bean’ club. It includes Tae-joo, Hyemi, and now this guy. Kang-gook WAS on that list, but he got kicked off when he was mean to Tae-joo.

Oh god. Tae-joo just kneeling there in front of his father and his lackeys... he looks so small and vulnerable! 🥺

Not only is he begging his father not to hurt the man he loves, but he also thinks he’s the only one that feels that way and my heart is CRYING!

There’s that ‘do whatever you want to me but don’t hurt the people I love’ thing again. He knows he’s in trouble, he looks so scared and alone, but damn it if he isn’t going to protect his mother, even if she’s gone. This boy!

Oh! The look on Tae-joo’s face when Kang-gook arrived! He really didn’t think he’d come.

He’s really just going to do this, huh? Take on all these people to get to Tae-joo while monologueing about how he doesn’t want to be separated from him. It’s okay. I didn’t need my heart anyway!

Oh god! That eye-contact through the window! Tae-joo looks so heartbroken watching Kang-gook get hurt!

And Kang-gook finally realizing what he feels is love while he’s bleeding on the ground, tears in his eyes while he looks at the person he has spent his whole life devoted to!

He can’t keep his eyes of Tae-joo! My heart!!!

This. Is too much. To handle.

EPISODE EIGHT:

Oh god! He went through all of that for five minutes with Tae-joo! What, to say goodbye?! No!

I want to murder this asshole and feed him to wild dogs! Stop hurting my baby! 😡 (Kang-gook is officially back on the small bean protection squad!) 

The look on Tae-joo’s face as he watches Kang-gook get beaten for him! 😢

No! Don’t go to England! Tae-joo, don’t give your father what he wants!

He sounds so broken and sad and alone. My baby!

He’s asking for one more night with Kang-gook before he goes... 😫

And now it’s Tae-joo’s turn to take care of Kang-gook. I can’t.

Everything about this hurts. Kang-gook finally confessing his feelings in return, Tae-joo refusing to kiss Kang-gook (why Tae-joo? because it would be too hard to live with the knowledge of his kiss when you know you’re leaving?).

‘My dream is to live happily, and I’m happiest when I’m with you.’

That... is the most romantic line... ever. He doesn’t want money, or power, or any of this things his father wants him to have. He just wants to be happy, and Kang-gook is his happiness. I’m just...........

Noooo! He doesn’t even say goodbye one last time?! He just leaves when he thinks Kang-gook is sleeping?!

Kang-gook’s just waiting for him to come back but he DOESN’T! 😭

What... is happening? What is going on? I’m very confused. There was a strange scene at the end of the last episode that I thought was, like... a preview for this one... but now Kang-gook is leaving the Choi’s restaurant. When did he start working there in the first place? I’m very confused. (Also... I’m sorry... that yellow sweater... is awful on him. Like... it’s so bad? And that hair cut... is so bad. This whole look on him is not good. Not good.)

Wait... are Hyemi and the not-bad-guy dating? Okay, that’s kind of cute.

Oh, ouch. Hyemi’s mom is brutal.

Aaw, and him and Kang-gook are friends now. That’s cute. But also confusing! How long has it been since Tae-joo left? It JUST happened, but everything’s changed, so time must have passed. Did I miss something?

Kang-gook: *beats the crap out of 3 trained bodyguards* Mrs. Choi: our Gook-y is so weak and frail!

Oh now they tell us! Three years?! I am not okay with this! Going to Japan to FORGET Tae-joo? I’m REALLY not okay with this! 😟

Oh god, he looks so much better this way. The blazer, the hair... so much better!

Seriously, he looks like a completely different person. He’s a very attractive man. That restaurant look was just.. so not good for him.

Oh!

Tae-joo came back for him just like he promised!!!

Haha! Yes, Tae-joo. Yes, he did get more handsome!

Yes, please run away together...

Aaaaah the ear rub! My heart! 🥰

YES! Kang-gook, get your man!

Oh gosh, is there anything better than smiling into a kiss because you’re so happy? Now I’M so happy! 💖💖💖

Okay, wow. That last episode was a damn roller coaster! This show definitely would have benefited from another hour or two to really explore a lot of these plot points, especially the three years they were apart. But I’ve read that just getting this show made in the first place was a huge success for LGBTQ+ representation in South Korea, so honestly everything this show was, was so good! So so good! (I also hear that the same production company is coming out with another one, Mr. Heart, so I’ll be looking for that one!)

[sf-imaginess]

How a date at the amusement park with the gang would be?

The Gang on an Amusement Park Date:

Sal:

- Oh boy he’s happy. As soon as you suggested going to the amusement park he basically jumped into the car. As you two drove to the park, Sal was literally vibrating in his seat with excitement. Even though you can’t see his face, you knew he had a huge smile across it.

- Sal isn’t a really big fan of big fast rides like roller coasters out of fear that his mask will fall off, but if you want to go on a few big, fast rides he won’t care. He’ll happily wait for you at the exit of the ride. But needless to say, more tame rides are his thing. He’ll be over the moon if you decide to go on the farris wheel or the merry-go-round or those tall swing things.

- Even though Sal does really like the food at the park, Sal will probably pack a picnic, because aesthetic. He probably cooked all your favorite foods and snacks. Of course, he probably asked Larry to help cook these things and with his help, almost set the basement on fire. Lisa probably had to step in and help.

- Sal will probably kiss you at the top of the Ferris wheel, though cheesy. It’s just something about being hundreds of feet above the world with someone you love that just makes you feel all tingly inside.

- SAL IS A TOTAL GIFT SHOP JUNKIE! He super amazed by literally every little trinket in the gift shop: t-shirts, sunglasses, those little license plates with your name on it, Sal is like super DUPER obsessed with gift shops.

“(Y/N), it’s a koala wearing a shirt with the name of the park on it!”

“Sal, Honey, it’s just a stuffed ani-“

“I’ll take seven.”

Larry:

- Oh boy get ready. Larry has to go on EVERY. SINGLE. RIDE. in the park. By the end of the day you will be exhausted and wondering if you’re on a date or babysitting a three year old. He literally runs from ride to ride and basically grabs your hand and drags you along. And by every single ride, I mean every single ride. You get side eyes from some parents when he forces you to go on those tiny boats that are meant for six year olds though.

- Even though Larry loves every single ride, his favorite rides are roller coasters because they’re fast and loud. He’ll practically beg you to go on a roller coaster with him. He understands if you say “no” and decide to wait for him to get off, but if you decided to go with him, oh boy. If you’re nervous he’ll hold your hand during the ride, but if you’re a thrill seeker like him, he’ll scream along with you.

- You know how sometime amusement parks have those places where you can get airbrush tattoos? Well he BEGS you to get matching ones with him. He’ll even let you chose the design and the color, not that that matters to him too much anyway because he gets to match with you. As soon as he gets home he basically busts down Sal’s door to show him the tattoo.

- He probably keeps a keep-sake from the whole experience. Usually a ticket stub or maybe a wrapper from one of those super long hot dogs or a trinket from the gift shop, but as long as he has something to remember this day by, he’ll be happy. As cheesy as it sounds, Larry keeps keepsakes from your best dates to remember the good times when he’s having a bad day.

- He’ll try to win you a stuffed animal at a carnival game, may I put emphasis on “try”. Truth is Larry is TERRIABLE at carnival games. He’ll spend hours just trying to win you some cheap stuffed bear. You may tell him “it’s okay” and “you don’t really need another stuffed animal” but this is more than him trying to do something cutesy for you, this is about dignity.

“Larry, Babe, you’ve been trying to win that stuffed elephant for the past three hours. Honey it isn’t worth it.”

“Babe, I’m GETTING you that elephant it it doesn’t matter HOW long it takes.”

“Larbear, it’s just a stuffed animal-“

“(Y/N) I will literally cut off my toes to win this for you.”

Ashley:

- I’m sorry did I hear the most aesthetic-ey date ever that Ash is definitely gonna brag about to the guys on Monday? Because that’s exactly what this is, the most aesthetic-ey date ever that’s totally gonna make the guys ENVY your relationship forever. She not only does she LOVE amusement parks, but she LOVES being with you and this is just the greatest thing ever.

- She takes a ton of pictures of you. She brings her camera and takes super cute pictures of you guys doing things. Seriously, she acts like a middle aged suburban white mom taking photos for Facebook. All the pictures are cute and she may even buy one a picture frame from the gift shop to keep her favorite in.

- If the amusement park is has characters that walk around it she’ll insist on getting a picture with EVERY SINGLE ONE. It doesn’t matter how long the line is or how dark it’s getting, she’s getting that damn picture of you and that man in a giant dog costume! She literally will make a check list of evey character in the park and will cross them off one by one after she gets a picture with them.

- Have I mentioned that go karts are Ash’s forte? Like not even kidding, this girl knows how to work a damn go kart. If it’s one of those go karts that seats two you already know whose driving. This girl makes all the other riders eat her dust. Part of the reason she goes so fast is to impress you but the other reason is because it really fun!

- If the park has an artist that will draw your picture, you know Ash is gonna beg you to get your pictures drawn. You know that Ash could probably do better than any artist out there but who cares? Ash is ecstatic to get the drawing and almost hugs the artist out of joy when she sees it. She’s definitely gonna frame it and hang it in her room.

“Hey it looks really good!”

“I love it so much! I’m gonna hang it on my walls and I’m gonna be buried with it when I die!”

Todd:

- Todd is not a really big fan of amusement parks to say the least. They’re noisy, messy, dirty, and full of vomit and crying babies. But when you got that look in your eyes after you suggested going to an amusement park, he just couldn’t say no.

- At first Todd refuses to go on any rides that could even be considered “mildly fast”, saying that he’ll only stick to the merry-go-round and tea cups, but after you basically drag him onto the tilt-a-whirl, he starts to enjoy it a little bit. He may even expand his horizons and try the scrambler or the drop rides. But no roller coasters, he’s super clear about that.

- Speaking of rides, although it isn’t really a ride, Todd loves funhouses. Even though he finds them a little bit unsettling, he still really enjoys them. There’s just something super entertaining about getting lost in a mirror maze or looking at yourself in a funhouse mirror. He’ll grab your hand and force you to go through the funhouse like 18 times.

- He probably wins a goldfish at that pin ball game. He’s super proud when he shows you the clear bag with the little fish swimming inside of it. That’s basically the highlight of the night for him and he jokingly refers to the fish as “our child”. He even lets you name it.

- Todd LOVES fair food. Anything deep fried, chocolate covered, and put on a stick is his favorite. Although he’ll pretend like he doesn’t really like it you know he’s lying. He’ll complain about “trans fats” and what not while happily munching away on a 12-inch corn dog.

“All I’m saying is all this food is super unhealthy! Seriously, I’m gaining weight just thinking about it!”

“Todd you are literally eating a funnel cake right now.”

[datawyrms]

Still Robophobic?

Chapter 2  while crawling through all of K1-B0′s text so I can inanely chatter and make depth that probably wasn’t there because it makes me happy. and you can’t stop me. Once again I am serious this is all of his text so this is LONG. (and if you didn’t read my first super long post covering Prologue/ch1, you might want to do that first) someone make me work on my fics lol

Also I totally just realized Keebo is totally hiding behind Himiko after Monokuma’s return to life and I just MISSED HIM lol. He trusts Kaede and Shuichi, even when they’re being sketchy as heck and says he’ll think of plans too, because more plans are better than less. shame upon me for overlooking more of his trusting and trying to help nature. MOVING ON.

Cold open with the funeral that starts at Kaede’s portrait so you think it’s current but no this is for our viewing pleasure only...Gonta finds the horse a hint...Kaito abuses a doorbell and shepherds Shuichi out of the room...get to the dining hall and Keebs is muttering questions so he can be the first one talking in a scene again!

K1-B0: Writing...? Gonta: Yeah! Like someone try to hide writing in grass! Weird, right!?

keep shining on with your refusal to do anything but ask questions unless talking to Kokichi or a Protag, Keebo. As Keebo is garbage at people, he has zero reaction to the Hatless Reveal. The human has removed part of their clothing and he does not care. If you’re curious, Maki, Ryoma, Himiko, Keebo and Kiyo are the only ones not to remark on it at all. :v

Kokichi: Kirumi, be my mom! Gonta: Gonta want you to be his mom, too! K1-B0: ...What are you two even saying?

even keebs knows you two are being hecka weird by asking that guys. Which is probably the joke that the robot calls them on this. Or it’s him not getting the point of moms/what they’re asking for...since you know. Built in a lab...(Though he does know, since he made fun of Kaede that way.)

K1-B0: ... Kokichi: Hm? What's wrong, Kee-boy? You're not eating— Oh yeah! I totally forgot you can’t eat! Y’know, cuz you’re a robot! K1-B0: ... Kokichi: Hey now, don't look so down. I'll bring you a broken TV later. K1-B0 I don't want that... I'm not a waste receptacle. Angie: Nyahahaha! Keebo and Kokichi seem to be getting along swimmingly!

Everyone’s eating and Keebo is just listlessly staring at food. Till Kokichi decides to loudly announce to everyone that’s what he’s doing. Which, judging by the fact Kaede had to ask...Keebo might have told Kokichi based on how he says ‘he forgot’ that and no one has really noticed he just watches. It’s been a busy set of days, I suppose. Angie is right in a way, she notices how Kokichi’s poking isn’t getting as much of a response and how the little punk keeps pushing on to get some words out of him. Course, it mostly looks like he’s making fun of him, but that’s Kokichi! for an ‘emotionless robot’ you sure picked out his emotion, tiny terror. Things Keebo doesn’t call robophobic: being told to eat broken electronics. He is pretty down though, Kaede’s FTE makes it pretty clear he’s pretty jealous that he can’t eat. Considering it looks good to him and all. (Who programmed that. Why would you do that.).

Shuichi falls into the depressing narrative ‘everyone is faking being normal’ mode after that conversation, we talk about the horse a hint again/Gonta’s gullibility.

Kokichi: Nee-heehee... Gonta, you're so gullible. Y'know, if you keep being this gullible... You’ll be killed before you know it. Understand? Shuichi: ...Ah! The moment Kokichi said that word, the warm and casual mood shattered. K1-B0: What's wrong, everyone? Is there a problem with Kokichi's advice? Gonta: Oh, Kokichi... You no should say thing like that, even as joke.

Keebs can sorta read the air to tell the mood just got real nasty...but has no idea why because to him it’s perfectly sensible advice. this boy. If someone is tempted to commit murder, logically they’ll try to trick people. Who do you trick? Someone gullible. He knows it isn’t a joke. No one actually answers him either, though he can probably guess by Tenko calling Kokichi insensitive. this is why he’s bad at people, people ignore him aaa

Kokichi tries reminding people hey monokuma is totally gonna exploit your glaring weakpoints lol/ups his dislike score, said bear shows up,  kubz give area unlocks/ make an attack on titian reference with the nape of the neck thing and they skadoodle. (keebo also having a neck weakness...tsumugi....)

Kokichi: Hmmm... Seeing that robot-looking one get left out makes me think of Keebo...

yes keebo, you really, really are. No one else even says anything about this, Maki moves the conversation to the items they just got. Poor guy wants to pretend he isn’t that left out. Oh well...he’ll probably figure it out...eventually... Shuichi gets given the job of rubbing items on things because he is the Protag so Go Unlock Stuff, Boy. Keebo hangs out with Tenko near the to-be-unlocked pool.

K1-B0: That item we received earlier...I think we can use it on this stone monument. Can you try?

Tutorial robot strikes again. There is information I know, so i am going to say it and have no fluff dialogue. Tenko has a pretty sweet little scene with Shuichi here and he’s just beep-boop my protagonist powers know a puzzle when I see it.

K1-B0: The ivy withered in seconds. What remarkable technology... Tenko: Ah! We can get in! We can go in from there, right!? K1-B0: ...You intend to go inside? That course of action seems dangerous. Monophanie: No, it’s not dangerous. There’s just a pool in there.

This is why no one invites you to their DnD sessions Keebo. Sure, it’s true they probably shouldn’t blindly blunder into new places but you literally just told Shuichi how to open the door. ‘Ah, a new discovery. Time to ignore it.’ Of course he’s impressed by tech bordering on magic, which is fun. I wonder if the Kubz got summoned to make sure Keebo didn’t chicken out on exploring :v He honestly seems to trust they won’t lie to them, or at least not blatantly/in ways that would get them killed.

Tenko: What should we do? There may be a pool, but we’re not going for a swim, are we? K1-B0: But...if it is not dangerous, then maybe we should take a look. It is never bad to have too much information. Shuichi: Yes, I suppose you're right...

K1-B0: It looks like there's a pool inside. We should take a closer look. It would be best to know the specifics.

Easily swayed, this robot. Two seconds ago you were all ‘let’s not go in there’ and now you’re This Is Totally Not Dangerous, time to Take A Look. Because the Monokubs said it was okay. It had the opposite effect on Tenko, but she’s outvoted by the ahogeholders. I’d say ‘make up your mind’ but this is how Keebo makes up his mind. If he knows something ‘for certain’, he wants to know more. If it’s iffy, he’s cautious. It does look like he’s indecisive as hell though xD

Shuichi: ...Then I suppose that dream is pretty far away. K1-B0: It’s not necessarily a dream of mine... But swimming with everyone does sound fun. If I tried to swim, I would just sink. Shuichi: ...And that one is even farther.

He tries to relate to Tenko a little bit here, in the swimming is her dream but really he just thinks it sounds fun to be included, he knows he can’t swim...they’re in the same boat in that regard! Tenko actually does want to learn to swim, it comes up quite a bit in URDP. Keebo not so much. He really is more chatty about himself in smaller groups :v

K1-B0: I wonder if the day will ever come when I can swim with everyone... Tenko: Keebo! I was wondering... If you fell off a boat and sank to the bottom...would you be stuck living under the sea, beneath a rock or in a pineapple!? K1-B0: What...? Shuichi: No, I believe that before you'd get too deep, your body would be crushed by the pressure... K1-B0: Please don’t say such scary things, both of you! Or I’ll never set foot on a boat!

K1-B0: ...If I ever get the chance to ride a boat, I will wear a state-of-the-art flotation device.

He’s scared. By both of them. He doesn’t get the reference at all, obviously. His hopeful wondering that he might be able to take part in something gets redirected into either being trapped alone at the bottom of the sea forever or crushed to death. From a question that basically comes out of nowhere! But he apparently is still willing to go on a boat with proper precautions. To not be left out. he just wants to be your friend guys. you could at least say sorry for freaking him out come on. His struggle with Not Being Swim Compatible continues.

Shuichi: This looks like...a storage room? K1-B0: I peeked inside and discovered all manner of pool supplies in here. It is fully stocked with kickboards, water polo balls, and even sturdy rubber inner tubes. Perhaps I can float in water if I inflate them and attach them all over my body. Shuichi: Ah, I think you would look like that tire company's mascot...

shh let him do it, it sounds funny. It’s interesting Shuichi’s willing to say this out loud, he usually keeps his snark in his head. Also, you got a lot of info from a peek Keebo. Thank you for also mentioning rubber inner tubes exist here, as this will be plot relevant later. :p

Tenko: Oh, Keebo! Are you a degenerate male or a girl!? Which is it!? 

Shuichi: Really? How interesting...I suppose I did just assume he was a...he. But Keebo is a robot, so...

Non binary keebo is canon. ‘don’t know’ he/him pronouns on the profile page for the robot.  Because he literally hasn’t even thought about it before. And it doesn’t seem like he intends to either! He doesn’t start rationalizing out which one he might be, just admits he...cares so little it never crossed his mind. but seriously how old are you. how long have you existed and not a SINGLE person asked you Keebo your backstory is super shaky. Or secretly depressing. also i totally forgot Miu gets way too excited by the tennis machine. no wonder she takes so long to drag keebo to the lab :v Shuichi wanders off to unlock everything else, and they all meet back up in the gym.

Angie: Alrighty then, check this out. K1-B0: That is a peculiar-looking flashlight...So, what of it? Angie: Umm, I dunno what it is either. I inspected it pretty good...Nyahahaha, but in the end I couldn't figure it out.

we’ve been here for two seconds and you’re back to asking questions aaa Though the fact Angie and Keebo have actually talked to one another again is good, it helps explain why she might have chosen to add him to her ‘friend group’ -cough- Angie then explains she asked Monokuma, he shows up, sorta explains the flashback lights.

Kaito: Hey! Don’t just give up on explaining after a single sentence!  K1-B0: So...what should we do? Tenko: What should we do...? You mean, should we or should we not use the flashlight? No way! I refuse! It reeks of fishiness!

keebo i’m confiscating your question mark key. Taking relying on others opinions to entirely new levels, this robot. But hey he’s actually been answered twice! That’s better than posing the question to the sound of crickets chirping. Tenko seems to like him better in general after hanging out a bit too. (and the whole ‘is not a boy thing.) Kaito and Kokichi face off in ‘should we use the flashback light’ annnd

Tenko: I'm...staying. After hearing that degenerate’s speech, running away would just frustrate me! Gonta: Gonta also stay... Is what true gentleman would prolly do. K1-B0: I also agree with Kaito. Our defeat is 100% assured unless we stand up to this. That’s... how I feel, deep inside. Just a whisper- Kokichi: You hear it in your ghost? I'm pretty sure robots don't have ghosts, though. K1-B0: ...Leave me alone. 

First mention of his inner voice! Kokichi pounces on that, which just gets Keebo to actually stand up for himself a little, though pretty pathetically. He doesn’t seem all that sure if it’s him feeling what’s right or the inner voice though...calling it a whisper. He’s completely convinced to go along with it though, he’s really more of a follower...but of course the outside world is going to compel the protag to get plot details. then they actually use the light

Shuichi: I can't either...I suddenly realized... I could not remember any important details of the Ultimate Hunt... K1-B0: It’s no use, I can’t remember either. I can only remember being chased... I can't remember anything else at all. 

Way to echo Shuichi’s inner thoughts, Keebo. This whole flashback light should really be confusing him more than it does. but we’ll get to that.

Ryoma: Could the reason be that...we were caught by the Ultimate Hunt? Shuichi:  Caught...by the Ultimate Hunt? K1-B0: You mean, we tried to escape by erasing our memories, but they found us anyway... And subsequently, we were captured as part of this Ultimate Hunt? 

At first I thought Keebo’s ‘returned’ memory might have been slightly different to compensate for the glaring issue but nope! Here he is, stating they erased their memories. and he’s summarizing again lol. keebs. i don’t care if you throw your harddrive in a washing machine, you are going to very quickly re-learn that you’re a goddamned ROBOT. He doesn’t even question this memory, no one does! (ok, kokichi probably caught it based on what he does right after this but otherwise) did you think you were a slightly less ultimate robot how did this even logic in your head. Questions that will never be answered.

Kaito: We just gotta work together. If we cooperate, we'll make it out of here alive. Just like a certain someone said... Shuichi:  ...Kaede. K1-B0: But I believe cooperating with each other is the most logical course of action— Kokichi: *snore* I’m snooooring! K1-B0: ...Why are you sleeping!? Kokichi: Whoa! Huh, what!? Tsumugi: Hey, Kokichi...we're having a serious conversation here. Kokichi: And is it written somewhere that I have to take serious conversations seriously? Kaito: Tch, quit acting so immature! Kokichi: Hm? I’m a teenager...so duh I’m immature. Aren’t you guys forgetting to act your age? K1-B0: But I don't have a biological age... Kokichi: Don't worry about it, Keebo. I'm just talking to the humans right now! K1-B0: ...Grgh!  Kokichi: What were we talking about again? Something about working together to escape, right?

he thinks kokichi is actually sleeping. he genuinely buys it when he says I’M SNORING. you sheltered little robot. He is super bad with people in so many new and exciting ways. Which effectively stops him from being a driving force/leading anyone...which is probably exactly what sleepyhead wanted here. Then excludes him further with the not a human reminder, which Keebo still doesn’t actually contest. No fitting in for the robot, can’t be trusted. That and the conversation gets re-directed to the mastermind among them from this diversion. Use Robot for Free Topic Change :v Keebo doesn’t speak up  again at all after this, but he’d probably have no idea what to say about Ryoma just casually going ‘nothing to live for bye’ so. Free time dialogue time!. First time slot...he’s in the dining hall

K1-B0: ...Shuichi, if you have free time, would you like to spend it with me? There's something I want to ask you. 

Lookit him, taking some initiative and asking Shuichi to hang out. Negative five points because you want to ask questions. he’s a very curious robot. Second time slot he retreats to his room.

K1-B0: There's an area in this school that is closed off. It seems there are other hidden rooms as well. 

There’s a lot of hidden rooms! He really doesn’t talk about anything but current events and the school... Free time ends, kubs bungle the motive delivery, Shuichi watches Kaito’s video...and goes to run off to tell him right away about his sad looking grandparents....

Shuichi: Keebo! Have you seen Kai-- K1-B0: Impeccable timing Shuichi! I was on my way to get you! Shuichi: You were? K1-B0: Everyone is gathering in the dining hall. Please come right away. I'll go get everyone else. 

Keebo’s been promoted to sleepy student fetcher in the meantime, or more likely volunteered to help Kaito when he proposed gathering everyone to talk about it. Good thing Kaito didn’t beeline for Shuichi or he might have actually seen the video :v

Kirumi: Shall we wait for everyone then? Until then, I can provide you all with massages— K1-B0:  Thank you for waiting! We gathered everyone else! Korekiyo: My word...and after I was about to finally experience one of Kirumi's famed massages... K1-B0: Wh-What do you mean? Are you also suggesting that I cannot read the air? Maki: So what is it? Why did you drag us here?

kiyo you’re hurting the robot’s feelings with your massage lusting. Keebo no idea and just assumes it’s a reading the air thing pffft. Getting everyone together to discuss the kubspads is a bit more important, even if they wanted to do something first. Not that anyone is going to tell him that :v

Kokichi: So, what are these videos? K1-B0: No doubt they’re the motives from Monokuma, but why were they all mixed up...? Gonta: Y-Yeah! Why Gonta get Tsumugi's video— K1-B0: No! Don’t say it Gonta! Gonta: ...Hm? Tsumugi: Aah...I heard it... I see... So Gonta has my video... Gonta: ...Huh? Gonta not supposed to say it? Miu: Who fuckin’ cares!? We’re gonna exchange ‘em anyway, right? K1-B0: No, we cannot exchange them. Shuichi: What? We can't? Ryoma: Why not? They're videos of the most important people in our lives. K1-B0: And that is precisely why we cannot exchange them. Although we do not know why our motives were mixed up...As long as we don't exchange them, we don't have to see our motives at all. Himiko: So it’s better to just ignore them... K1-B0: Yes. At least, that is what I think. Tenko: Th-That's true... If we ignore them, then we won't have a motive... Ryoma: I'm against that.

The robot has learned the technique of how to cut people off mid sentence, but was a bit too slow on the draw here. This is basically the first time Keebo takes the lead on an idea though, so of course it’s about keeping everyone safe. poor gonta. Innocently having no idea why the weird robot is suddenly pushy at him. The fact this clicked really quick for Keebo while Shuichi is still half ‘but i gotta show it to Kaito’ is pretty interesting, but makes sense. He’s probably less likely to have that emotional ‘oh friend would want to know this, i must let them know’ moment our detective is having. I expect he saw it as a motive first, and all else second. Kaito is the one who takes over when it comes to confronting Ryoma, because Keebo and conflict do not mix well. because he’s a doormat. He does speak up again though!

Kokichi: Who cares? Ryoma just stated his opinion. Actually...I feel the same way as him K1-B0: Are you...trying to cause trouble again? Kokichi: Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not saying we shouldn't care about killing or dying...But I think it'd be better if we didn't cooperate with each other...Actually we *definitely* shouldn't cooperate with each other!

...because Kokichi speaks up! Kokichi likes to remark on him, so darn it, he’s going to remark back on on the purple terror. He keeps going on for a long time here too. The fact Keebo was one to originally bring the ‘don’t share’ plan up might be why Kokichi goes so hard against it here. he doesn’t trust keebs as far as he can throw him, so anything he wants done must be obstructed. It’s early on enough that he hasn’t really had time to confirm Keebo is as harmless as he says he is (usually.) And hey if it doesn’t work he’s still showing himself as ‘difficult’ for future evil plans.

Kokichi: Anyway, I’m warning you all for your sake. Let's just exchange our motive videos instead of cooperating with each other. K1-B0: ...I cannot comprehend that logic. Kokichi: Well, now that I've said I won't cooperate, I can't afford to be seen with you losers...C’mon Gonta, let’s go.

good job keebo. don’t refute or argue, just state you have no idea how his brain works. He doesn’t speak up at all once Kokichi leaves either, not even when it devolves into Kirumi getting a bunch of orders. He isn’t one of the ones that leaves so apparently he just...watches everyone eat hot pot :v Then it’s time for more free times!

K1-B0: Everyone seemed to really enjoy that delicious-looking tripe hot pot... It's fine. You do not need to worry about me. *sigh*...

oh he literally did. I forgot this line. keebo. why do you do this to yourself. The food thing is...a big thing for him. Is this why you hate vending machines Keebo. Do you think those machines ate the food. In Free time slot two he’s alone still (he’s almost always alone, no matter where he is. Kokichi and Kaito were just in the room he’s in now the previous free time tho.)

K1-B0: I also want to know what is contained in my motive video... But...if a killing were to happen because of that... It would mean that we've betrayed the very wish that Kaede entrusted to us.

I want to know but am putting everyone being safe first. Though also ‘Keebo what on earth could you been shown that would make you thinking killing is okay suddenly.’ Then I’m ‘oh do you mean you don’t trust the person you trade with to not go murder’. Do you have Shuichi’s, Keebo? Is that making you double down on Kaede’s wish, right to Shuichi’s face? Kaito is surprised to know Shuichi has his, there’s nothing saying they had to be ‘swapped’ to match...it’s just interesting to think about. another interesting thing is Himiko and Angie are hanging out in the same room during this free time. V3 is pretty good about foreshadowing future events if you go talk to everyone! Anyway, Keebo shows up in Tenko’s parasol event/bonus scene. 

K1-B0: I am grateful for your care, Kirumi. Kirumi: This is more people than I had been told. Tenko: I'm sorry... I just wanted Himiko to feel like a celebrity, too! Angie: Can I join? Atua says He wants to feel like a celebrity too! Himiko: If Atua wants to be a celebrity, then we might as well invite him too. Tenko: S-Sure... If that's what you want, Himiko. Grrrrgghhh...I just wanted to vacation like a celebrity with Himiko! Shuichi: ...Would a god want to be a celebrity? 

This bit is interesting! Tenko objects to Angie coming, but she must have invited Keebo herself, as he isn’t here to set anything up. He doesn’t spend either of his free time spots at the pool, so it’s not coincidence that he’s there either. Maybe they’ve bonded over their inability to swim. He wouldn't just tag along of his own accord. Tenko then tries to shoo Shuichi away here because of course she does :v

Shuichi: ...What about Keebo? Tenko: Keebo's a robot, so he's neither male nor female! He barely passes! K1-B0: ...I cannot tell if that remark is robophobic or not. Shuichi: Well at the very least, you're better off than I am... 

Want to be included...eclipsing need to be treated the same...Even though he’s self admitted to not being either! :v Keebo honestly doesn’t know what he wants. Shuichi apparently thinks you’re enough of a guy to get turfed out with him Keebo, so that’s probably something you like? It’s nice to see Tenko remembered though, considering she was the one who asked him in the first place.

Kirumi: By the way, Keebo... K1-B0: Yes? Kirumi: In your case, would you prefer oil over tropical juice?

Kirumi: Keebo, Tenko requested I help her feel like a celebrity. And she has included you as one of her guests... I will do my utmost to fulfill her request, for that is how a maid must conduct herself. So please tell me what food or beverages I can prepare so you feel like a celebrity Shuichi: Such pride and dedication... Kirumi's prowess as a maid is showing! K1-B0: Um...I do not require food. And I would not be able to taste it in the first place...

He’s a bit hard to read here! He’s happy with just the offer, but seems a bit awkward about it judging by the sprite being used. Actually being accommodated for seems to put him off a little. It seems he’s fine on oil on the moment so he has no need or desire for it though. Which conflicts with Kirumi’s goal and seems to actually irritate Keebo by pressing. He’s doing the exasperated hands up sprite when he’s stating he doesn’t need or taste food. Would it be nicer to just go ‘okay fine oil’, probably. but he doesn’t since uh. It could just be the ‘I just said no thank you why does no one LISTEN’ getting to him! that and we know keebo has like -10 to tact anyway. That and...asking him what he needs to ‘feel like a celebrity’ probably just sent him thinking ‘THAT’S A FEELING???’ so he just sticks to a fact and pretends he’s not at a loss. Keebo then spends his time more interested in the parasol than anything else, because of course he is. He honestly looks puzzled by it, it’s kinda cute.

K1-B0: Out of curiosity, do you really need that parasol even though we're indoors? Tenko: Of course! If you wanna feel like a celebrity, you absolutely need a parasol! A robot like you wouldn't understand what it means to feel like a celebrity, huh Keebo? K1-B0: Ghhhh... Th-This is a difficult feeling to understand!

Keebo cannot have a nice thing without getting dumped on for it almost immediately after :v He basically admits he doesn’t know what ‘feeling like a celebrity’ is like by trying to justify himself...but really tenko the question was fair and you just go ‘haha robot’ instead of maybe realizing it’s an atmosphere thing not a feeling thing.  In the morning after Shuichi chats with Ryoma...

Shuichi: Good morning, Keebo. K1-B0: Good morning. Um, have you seen Kokichi or Gonta? Shuichi: Ah, I haven't seen them... K1-B0: I see...I saw them earlier...and they seemed to be sneaking around. Given Kokichi's penchant for mischief, do you think he's planning to cause more trouble? Gonta is very earnest but also very naive... Kokichi could easily fool him. Shuichi: That's true... That is a bit disconcerting. K1-B0: ...I wonder why Kokichi is so determined to undermine our cooperation. True, Monokuma does interfere with our attempts to cooperate, but consider this...Perhaps what Monokuma fears more than anything...is our cooperation. That is why I think that Kaede was not wrong. Shuichi: ...I think so too. I’ll always be thankful for what Kaede tried to do for us. K1-B0: That's right! If we all cooperate, I'm sure we will be able to escape this place! If we meet every morning for breakfast, we will slowly but surely become more united. Shuichi: Yeah! K1-B0: Well then, I will go to the dining hall now.

Keebo and Kokichi are mutually on one another’s case and it’s pretty hilarious. He doesn’t call Kokichi cruel or anything either...just mischievous. Even someone terrible at people saw what kind of person Gonta is, and has apparently decided Shuichi is the one who has to hear about his concerns. He’s pretty into the getting along and working together thing, but Kaito really takes the roll from him in most group settings, so we kinda only see it when Shuichi is alone. Though Shuichi maybe uh. don’t be thankful about the attempted...murder...I know that’s not what he means but hahaha it does not read well xD also Kokichi is totally Keebo’s rival, not Shuichi’s. because keebo is the real protag. :v he’s totally Togami levels of dickery to Keebo, who’s pretty Makoto-ish...even if I do read Kokichi more favourably at times for that sort of comparison :v  Moving on to the dining hall.

K1-B0: According to my calculations, not everyone has gathered today. Shuichi: You can see that without doing any calculations...

You know you’re low on the totem pole when Shuichi will dunk on you. Out loud. This is the opening bit for this scene! You couldn’t remark on people missing, no. it is dunk time. Everything Keebo does is in numbers detective, he’s a robot! He doesn’t need to inform you that he calculated it, yes...but he’s trying to impress people and he just sucks at it >> anyway yes people did not come to breakfast.

Tenko: Maybe she's hiding a bunch of kids in there that she's secretly taking care of! Shuichi: What? She's not some stray dog on the streets raising pups... K1-B0: I also saw Kokichi and Gonta sneaking around together. Miu: A couple of virgins sneakin' around sounds like bad news to me!

Keebo reiterates the ‘kokichi is a menace and has gonta with him’ fact for the rest of the class/people who don’t read optional dialogue. Yet he doesn’t mention how this concerns him like he does to Shuichi alone! because that’s not a fact and we’re in a group setting.

K1-B0: Himiko is acting rather odd. I do not fully understand what she is doing...

The Ultimate Mage might not have anything nice to say about him, but he’s paid enough attention to notice the weird ‘calm’ Himiko isn’t normal. Better point it out to Shuichi! and keebo you don’t even halfway understand what she’s doing, it’s ok. Though I suppose 1% of understanding is technically not ‘fully understanding’ something too :v

Himiko: Nyeeeh...as long as I pray like this, I don't need to waste my energy on useless stuff. No matter what happens or what trouble lies ahead, my heart will be calm... K1-B0: I see...It’s escapism. Angie: No... She has merely abandoned reality to speak to Atua. Tsumugi: That *is* escapism.

He found an answer! it’s delightfully cynical and calculated and thus hilarious. He’s doing his little ‘hand up/i’ve deduced something’ pose so he looks pretty proud of it too. Tsumugi of all people backs him up on this! Though I suppose she’d know allllll about escapism! :V gdi moogie. Yet even with his short, matter of fact answer he’s still confused after all the back an forth/ the hug scene.

K1-B0: What’s going on...? Did Angie...do something to Himiko? Angie: Hm? I just undid her brainwashing, that's all. K1-B0: But...Himiko is clearly acting strange. Himiko: That’s rude. I’m not acting strange. This is my true self... I guess Atua's words can't reach robots... K1-B0: Wha—! You're being robophobic again! Angie: It's okay! Atua has compassion for robots who look human! K1-B0: O-Okay... 

Aw. He’s worried about his friend...who doesn’t like him and said we should kill him. this boy, I swear. Very forgiving. We can add one to the ‘times Keebo actually outright said something was robophobic’ count...annnnd Himiko is literally using the reason that he’s a robot to invalidate his concern over her behaviour. i think he’s justified! Not to mention he instantly backs down when Angie basically goes ‘oh Atua would include you’ and doesn’t argue for any other robots here...really just say ‘stop treating me like i’m sub human’, but then they’d just say he is sub human so. robophobic it is :v He just wants to be included so badly...but he’s getting the message as a robot he can’t. and that is sad. of course he listens to angie later, atua and her will include him, even as a robot. Though not at first! The next time he talks...

Angie: No, noooo, that's wrong. It's not enough to simply live here forever. Our lives must also be full of divine purpose. In other words...We must make this academy  heaven on earth! Shuichi: What...? Angie: In doing so...our desire to leave will vanish, and the killings will cease. K1-B0: Are you...being serious right now? Angie: This place provides us all with shelter, food, clothing, and wonderful friends! What more could you possibly desire? Do not give in to your greed.

He’s very much on the ‘no, we are not staying here forever’ train. He can’t parse if she’s being serious or not. He’s also doing the job of reacting since Shuichi is still mostly reacting in his own head instead of out loud. Her argument might compel him a little though, considering how alternate plans of escape haven’t really shown up...

Himiko: Now is the time to demonstrate my powers. My magic is the only thing that can heal your twisted hearts. K1-B0: But in our current predicament, performing magic tricks is quite illogical- Himiko: Nyeeeh, don't disturb my concentration. You gotta learn to read the mood already. And...it's called a magic show cuz I do magic. Not tricks

Cut off again and dismissed! Keebo needs to avoid people shorter than himself, apparently it never goes well for him. Though he does get an unintentional stab at Himiko here by outright ignoring her ‘magic’ bit to clarify that they’re tricks. He isn’t too great at telling a sort of performance could cheer people up, sure...but people really should be thinking of other solutions too. but no we’re gonna dunk on the robot and go ‘shut up you’re dumb’. The fact he still attends when he clearly doesn’t get how it should help, or why...he’s trying so, so hard.

Korekiyo: Kehehe... Faith as intense as this can be quite terrifying. K1-B0: There may be no cause for concern. This does not appear to be related to our motive videos. Kaito: You're only worried about that? K1-B0: Of course. We cannot afford to take Monokuma’s motives lightly. Tsumugi: But...everyone who isn't here could be showing each other their videos, right?

yes kaito, he already expressed concern over Himiko’s behaviour and basically got told to sit down and shut up. Twice. Of course he’s only focused on the only thing he didn’t instantly get shut down over. You should have backed him up earlier! I really do love Kaito, but Keebo never really benefits from Kaito’s good qualities.  Free time again, he’s hanging out on the 3rd floor. Same general area as Maki’s lab...so basically alone, as usual.

K1-B0: A magic show...It seems unconnected to the killing game, so I do not foresee any issues with it... 

Fortune telling is not one of his skills. Though I suppose the show itself has no issues, it’s what happens before...This is also the last FT slot in the chapter so I’m smacking the level one FTE here.

K1-B0: Since you have come to speak to me...I can only assume that you've taken some sort of interest in me. Shuichi: Ah, well...you are a robot, after all. K1-B0: Indeed. Curiosity is a very useful human quality...Very well, I shall humor you. Shuichi: ...Hm. I feel as though he's talking down to me a little... K1-B0: So first, I will explain my functions. As a robot, I'm somewhat extraordinary compared to you. Shuichi: But...I remember you saying something about having the strength of an old person... K1-B0: T-True, but...Considering the tragedy that occurred during trial production, it was a logical design choice.Now first, is my visual acuity. I have 20/13 vision... Impressive, no? Shuichi: ...You think so? I believe that's pretty normal... K1-B0: What are you talking about!? Over 50% of high school students have less than 20/20 vision! But no matter what, my visual acuity will always be 20/13. Shuichi: If it got any worse, I suppose that would count as a malfunction... K1-B0: My next function will definitely surprise you. Shuichi, please raise your hand. Shuichi: Huh? My what? K1-B0: I want you to put your hand in front of my mouth. Shuichi: ...Like this? K1-B0 Haaaaaaaaaaa... Shuichi: ...What the hell is this? K1-B0: Haaaaaaaaaaa... Shuichi: Lukewarm breath grazed across my hand. Well, Keebo is a robot, so maybe not "breath"... K1-B0: How about that? In addition, my warm breath also functions as a dryer. Shuichi: Ah...I see... K1-B0: Now, now, you can't be surprised just yet, okay? Case in point, my hand can turn into a multi-tool! With both hands, I have 20 tools at my disposal! My finger can detect wafting aromas, and even distinguish between different scents! I also have a music player for when I'm bored. I can even play tapes and records. Neat, huh? Shuichi: I'm still thinking about how weird your breath felt, I dunno about your other functions... K1-B0: Don't be too surprised. After all, I am the Ultimate Robot! Shuichi: ...

The start of Keebo’s FTE is almost word for word how he starts with Kaede. This is how he introduces himself to people. This is him being confident and secure. Unlike Kaede though, Shuichi has no qualms in pointing out Keebo’s shortcomings instead of letting him chatter on like he does with Kaede. He spends a lot more time trying to show him new functions, apparently thinking he just needs to show one that’s a bit more ‘impressive’ to get a positive reaction. Like being asked questions, or at least a ‘oh that’s cool’ instead of ‘wait aren’t you weak’. But we’ll gloss over the the tragedy in trial production AGAIN. To the point he takes Shuichi’s baffled silence as a more positive reaction than of the others he got, seeing as he seems to think the detective is impressed...even though we know he’s not. It’s true most people don’t have twenty tools always on hand and a music player that can take tapes and records on them at all times but...it’s easy to dismiss as not that interesting. Even though he’s desperately fishing for validation here. The nicest answer we can get out of Shuichi here...is clearly a lie, to be honest. (Keebo probably uses that music function a lot.)

Shuichi: Y-Yeah...amazing K1-B0: Right? I am Professor Idabashi's masterpiece, after all. The professor's technology has given me the functions to support a life of comfort. Shuichi: A life of comfort... I see. That makes sense. K1-B0: However...My greatest attribute is actually not a function at all.

He takes it as a honest statement and instantly brings up how great his creator is. Keebo...cares about Professor Idabashi a lot. He is bragging, about himself...but everything he is is something his ‘father’ made. Or at least that’s what he thinks anyway...He wants people to know how great his dad is. and that’s sadly sweet. (Since he probably doesn’t exist. or care about him if he was made for this...) The part where he supports of a life of comfort is interesting though. Are you built to bring comfort to the professor, or mostly yourself Keebs? It could be both. It’s nice to think Keebo’s father figure would want him to be able to live comfortably...be able to stand on his own two feet as it were. He might not have a use for many of the functions, but he’s clearly thinks they’re valuable

Shuichi: That's actually pretty normal. K1-B0: Gh—! Wh-What do you mean, "normal"!? What do you know about robots!? The meaning of "normal" is purely subjective anyway! Don't assume your definition of normal is the same as mine! Shuichi: Oh no, he's really mad! K1-B0: F-Furthermore...! My greatest attribute is actually not a function at all.

ahahahaWHOOPS. Good job Shuichi, you genuinely upset him. Because you said his ‘father’s’ work is ‘normal’. Without the context of the ‘nicer’ reply, this can seem really out of left field! Keebo is usually all about being ‘normal’ and fitting in ‘like everyone else’ but here he goes basically spitting fire at Shuichi for it. What do you know about robots indeed Keebo...But hey, we get some of that impulsive side here, getting overwhelmed and just spitting out what he thinks right away. This is WAY more fight than we usually see him give Kokichi, and that guy’s mocking him all the time. probably because he hopes Shuichi is a better/nicer person than him but still. In contrast...

Shuichi: Ah...is that it? K1-B0: Is that it...? You mean, you're not impressed? Shuichi: Well, I assumed you would have more...special...functions. K1-B0: ...W-Well, you know...I *might* have a special function of sorts... Shuichi: ...Might? K1-B0: But Professor Idabashi told me to keep it a secret. I hope you get the chance to see it someday. And besides... My greatest attribute is actually not a function at all.

He just takes it when Shuichi is unimpressed. Clearly Shuichi not being impressed with him is a shortcoming on his part, not the Professor, or his work. Being told he’s lame or disappointing is something we’ve seen a lot of...and apparently that doesn’t trigger his get mad buttons. Think he’s...kinda used to it by chapter 2. Though Keebo will still try and fish for later attention by suggesting he does have a ‘special’ function he’s been told to keep a secret. (Though...what Keebo things is special might not rate such praise from others)

Shuichi: It isn't? K1-B0: You can't tell what it is? It's my compact, lightweight design that makes my various functions possible! This is what truly drives Professor Idabashi's technological revolution! Well? Now do you understand just how amazing I am? Shuichi: I don't know how to respond to his boasting...Maybe someone like Miu would really appreciate his mechanics. Shuichi understandably is ‘ you’re like slightly less heavy than Gonta and he’s way bigger than you Keebo wtf do you mean’. This makes far more sense when you know KEEBO CAN FLY. He’s lightweight enough for that That is incredible. Too bad Keebo doesn’t actually like flying, according to him. Though really, being light enough to travel around where humans can fairly easily when he’s made is metal and carrying quite a bit of hardware is similarly impressive, even if Shuichi doesn’t really see it. He does correctly get that Miu would probably be impressed though! sorry keebo your attempts to look self assured have failed yet again. (As I wonder if Keebo feels he can be above or below humans, but not equal considering how little success he has and how his final FTE finishes but mhm we’ll get there.) Keebo is ones already grabbed by Gonta by the time Shuichi gets dragged in.

Korekiyo: The same is true of the rest of us. We were all seized by Gonta...and brought here. Tenko: But Shuichi's the only one who got knocked out. K1-B0: Gonta apologized for that. Apparently he couldn't slow down in time when he tried to grab you. Shuichi: What is this anyway...? Why did Gonta do this?

Gotta let Shuichi know that Gonta is sorry. Gonta is probably one of the nicer ones to him in general, so it’s not a big surprise that he’s already forgiving the guy for dragging him here, and hoping Shuichi doesn’t blame him either. Since we know who’s to blame....

K1-B0: I do not think Gonta would ever decide on his own to capture us. What is Kokichi trying to accomplish by taking advantage of Gonta's naivete? Regardless, I cannot forgive his nonchalant attitude about using people!

...haha keebo’s being nonchalantly used by tons of people...Anyway he doesn’t blame Gonta for this at all, understandably and is already going ‘what is that little gremlin up to?' He’s been concerned about this exact thing for days but wasn’t able to do anything about it. He even clarifies that even if there was a ‘good’ reason, he cannot stand for Kokichi just using Gonta like this...but unfortunately won’t be able to prevent it the second time either.

Kokichi: Isn’t it great!? Only an evil supreme leader like me could do something so...eeeeeevil! K1-B0: Kokichi...why are you doing this? Kokichi: Oh, I thought we could throw ourselves a little screening party with all our videos. With all you here, exchanging our motive videos wouldn't be that difficult at all...And I wanna see your videos, too, so I figured we could all binge-watch them together! K1-B0: D-Do you know what will happen if you do that? Kokichi: Ummm... Everyone will know their motive and a killing will be more likely to happen? But I like playing on Mean difficulty. Also, I don't run from battles in RPGs, either! I wanna win this killing game! So I'm not gonna run from it, I'm gonna crush it! That’ll be waaaay less boring, don’tcha think?

protag and rival square off. Or more Kokichi monologues his evil plan. Keebo’s the one to confront him about it first...and oh look, Danganronpa reference in regards to difficultly level. I wonder if he suspects he’s talking to a camera already. After all, he decides the gathered group is ‘enough’ for the little viewing party even though Gonta couldn’t get everyone. Five missing people is quite a few.

K1-B0: It seems I must be the one to take care of this. With my talent, Kokichi, I will stop- Kokichi: Yeah, yeah. I don't have time to listen to some robot. Let's see...it's exactly 9 pm. right now. I should be back by nighttime. Welp! Have fun with the bugs till then!

sorry keebo you don’t get to have monologues. He just listed to yours Kokichi, get back here and listen to the whole thing. It is good to see Keebo taking initiative though! Even if...people are not going to be all that impressed even though it works.

Tenko: M-My Neo-Aikido is no match for Gonta's superhuman strength either... K1-B0: ...We still have a chance when Kokichi comes back. That’s when I will take care of this. Everyone, please just endure it until then. Shuichi: E-Endure it—

Hey remember how all the cameras in the game are apparently magically tiny bug bears? So feasibly all CGs could just be shots from them? How are there bugs on the edges on such a tiny camera? ...Well we have a bigger camera at this scene, don’t we! keebo’s totally buried by bugs like himiko is ohno. Keebo might not be able to get bitten, but he’s not having a good time at the insect meet and greet either. He doesn’t talk during it, and his post dialogue doesn’t mention his own feelings. I imagine bugs crawling inside him would be unpleasant though :v Hopefully that didn’t happen. All those armored plates have edges for things to get at though...hm.

K1-B0: ...Thank you for enduring it, everyone. This is the last chance. Please leave the rest to me.

He is gonna help! do your best you funky little robot. Though if anyone had stopped Kokichi from leaving or made him have to listen to the speech Keebo could have done this an hour ago. This is why you back up your robot buddy, kids.

Kokichi: Oh, don't worry about it, Gonta. Just keep watch so these guys don't— K1-B0: That’s it! I won’t let you do as you please! Kokichi: Hm? K1-B0: I didn't want to use this unless I absolutely had to. It eats up a lot of my electricity. But that’s neither here nor there! I will stop you right here, right now! Shuichi: Keebo...what are you going to do...? K1-B0: ... Shuichi: Still glaring at Kokichi, Keebo slowly reach a hand behind his ear...and spun the mechanical parts there. Tsumugi: He's lighting up!? Is he gonna self-destruct or— *whirrr...* Tenko: Huh? What's that sound? K1-B0: One moment please... I'm rewinding the tape right now. Himiko: The tape?

Shuichi: Keebo shouted out and pushed his palm against his ear That's when... ‘Is this your doing, Kokichi? Did you have Gonta kidnap us?’ Was that...my voice? ‘Nee-heehee...he's so simple-minded. As soon as I told him that everyone who hates bugs was trying to get rid of them......he started crying, and said that he would get you guys to love bugs...or something like that.’ Could this be...? K1-B0: So, what do you think!? You just saw my audio recording function for the first time! Tenko: Did he really just whip out an audio recorder like it’s some kinda secret weapon!? Tsumugi: Really? It’s a cassette tape? In this day and age? K1-B0: But it’s metal tape, you know!? Tsumugi: The sound quality isn't the issue! K1-B0: L-Let's just put this aside now. More importantly, it seems to have worked.

Over the top and flashy for...recording audio with very good quality. No wonder it uses so much electricity if he needs to light up to get it to work. Or he was just trying to show off since he’s personally getting back at Kokichi for this actions here...or at least making sure he’ll see some consequences. Not that it matters, he just gets made fun of anyway...even if he tries to defend the tape being metal as a way to seem less unimpressive. 

K1-B0: We must run while we still can! Tenko: Wait! We need to take back our Kubs Pads first! Shuichi: Tenko snatched the Kubs Pads from Kokichi. Kokichi: Awwww... Shuichi: Then, we all ran out of the lab. After leaving the room, I could still hear the muffled buzzing and Kokichi screaming.

yup keebo leads the fleeing out and totally leaves him there to his fate. With audible screams. He might be nice but he’s got limits. and apparently being locked in a room for like two hours being swarmed with bugs is one of those limits! Though I think he’s still more bothered by the ‘using Gonta’ bit. After they get out Monodam takes the pads to return them...

Tsumugi: But out of all of them, we can probably trust that one, right? K1-B0: Shall we go back to our dorms? It is well past nighttime. Angie: Nyahahaha, that's true! We have the magic show tomorrow.

of course you’d think that Tsumugi. We trust the robotic one that kills it’s siblings. Though they are the ‘friendliest’ cub...it just makes me think of another robot who gets determined to kill all their friends for the greater good hm. Keebo just thinks all his human friends should get some sleep, but he’s probably wanting to go charge if that light show just gobbled a chunk of his battery. It must be one hell of a drain if he can go a week normally without worry... Which he somewhat confirms in the morning.

Shuichi: Ah, Keebo. Good morning. K1-B0: Good morning, Shuichi How are you feeling today? Are you still sore from the events of last night? Shuichi: Ah, I'm fine. Are *you* alright? K1-B0: Yes, I’m fine. I’ve recharged the electricity that I used on my recording function. Even so...I'm very happy that I was finally able to use my functions to help everyone! Shuichi: Keebo's recording function... It's not exactly revolutionary technology, but it did help a lot. Yes, thank you, Keebo. You really earned your title of Ultimate Robot. K1-B0: Oh, it was nothing, really. If you ever need my help for anything, please don't hesitate to ask. Shuichi: Ahaha... Yeah, I sure will. K1-B0: So...the magic show is starting soon, yes? Everyone has probably gathered in the gym already. We should get going as well.

Shuichi actually asks if Keebo’s alright! Actual concern instead of more dunking! Keebo asking if Shuichi is okay is not as much of a surprise, but it’s nice to see he admits he’s happy that he was able to be helpful. He wants to be useful. Goes and downplays how he helped in order to keep stressing how ‘please ask me if you need help I WANT TO HELP’ :v Then he’s off to go to the Magic show, which he probably isn’t super interested in but Everyone Should Be There, so he’s gonna go. Also, we learn from Angie that Keebo and Kaito were the designated equipment carriers from Himiko’s lab. I guess it wasn’t too heavy, or Kaito might have been doing the brunt of the lifting. Also, when you talk to Angie before the show...

Angie: Tenko, you’re trembling. I've told you many times that Atua loves all His creations. Tenko: What do you mean, all his creations!? That's way too much love! What about Monokuma, huh? Does Atua love him, too? Angie: Of course. So we must love Monokuma, so that our love will reach him. Tenko: Shaddup already! Robots can't feel love! They can't feel any emotions at all! K1-B0: And yet...I felt a strange pain in my chest after you just said that...

y u gotta do this Tenko, he’s RIGHT HERE. or at least apologize! But no, we’re just gonna let Keebo know his emotions he’s feeling aren’t real I guess. You two were getting on okay, so of course he’s upset...but this does also set up a little more that Keebo’s heard Angie say Atua accepts robots twice now.

K1-B0: This is quite a professional-looking set. However, considering how unsettled Himiko is...We might not get to witness for ourselves the skill of the Ultimate Magician. How unfortunate.

Well, he’s impressed by the work his friends did! And seems like he’s at least semi-interested in seeing Himiko’s talent in action, even if he knows it’s trickery, not magic. He’s always ready to be a supportive sort of friend and praise their efforts. not that he gets it back all that much. He does get caught up in the tension of the show and seems to worry a bit after Gonta runs up to the stage.

K1-B0: Um...Less than ten seconds remain...

Notably, he’s also one of the ones who looks to be mid movement after this line...(there’s a lot of CGs for this part, huh)

K1-B0: Look! The piranhas! Tenko: H-Hurry! The curtains! Open the curtains already!

Then Ryoma is shown to be very very dead. Due to how everyone who wasn’t at the show rushes in, there aren't as many reactions before...well.

Kokichi: Yeah, break it. It’ll take too long to drain it by hand. Shuichi: But what would we even use to break— Kokichi: Gonta! Kee-boy! You’re up! K1-B0: Huh? What do you mean, we're up? Kokichi: Gonta, throw Kee-boy as hard as you can! Use that robot like a battering ram! K1-B0: Who are you calling a battering ram!? Gonta: Gonta throw Keebo! Got it! Tenko: Then, I’ll help too! K1-B0: N-Now wait just a second. You don't need to team up now—

K1-B0: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

robot gets yeeted despite protests because guy no one likes says to. Why are all you guys so mean to this poor robot. You could have seriously hurt him! Good thing he’s waterproof, but he still got treated as a thing and probably got nasty blood water all over him >> Does anyone even say ‘sorry’? Or even thank you? NO. being keebo is suffering, like it’s pretty funny but MAN these kids are jerks to him.

K1-B0: I’ve...gathered Ryoma’s body and belongings...in one place... Shuichi: Keebo looks depressed... He *was* just used as a battering ram, so I understand why.

maybe apologize for what happened? or tell Kokichi off, or Gonta for listening and Tenko for just going along with it? no? ok sure we’ll just leave him staring listlessly after carrying the remains of his friend while soaked in his blood, why not. after all he doesn’t have feelings, apparently. 

Korekiyo: In any event...let us begin the investigation. K1-B0: Investigation... So it's really going to start again. Tsumugi: I can't believe it... One of us killed Ryoma...

yes you can tsumugi. Why are you always talking near keebs this chapter. Unsurprisingly, Keebo still doesn’t really like the idea of a class trial and what it means, but I suppose it gives him something to think about that isn’t how he has zero respect around here. Anyway, Maki says ‘nope, i’m out’

Miu: The fuck is that bitch's problem!? She's seriously not gonna investigate!? K1-B0: That seems...rather irresponsible. Korekiyo: She likely assumes someone else will take care of it...and I suppose she isn't wrong.  

Considering you all die if you’re wrong, irresponsible is certainly a word that works. He doesn’t do name calling or anything though, just points out the behavour. She’s busy trying to hide she’s an assassin, but it isn’t like the rest of the kids have too much time to worry about that. Keebo is probably a bit more shaken than he lets on though, he doesn’t confront or talk to Kokichi at all while he’s busy accusing Himiko, and usually he does!

Kirumi: To solve this mystery, we must first learn the trick behind Himiko’s Underwater Escape Act... K1-B0: We have no choice in the matter. Shuichi: He’s right...we have no choice. We have no choice but to find the culprit who killed Ryoma. This investigation is to save all of our lives...because we’re risking our lives in the class trial!

Behold as Kirumi tries to send both protags on a pointless wild goose chase! The underwater trick and how it works turns out to be completely irrelevant! Which of course, Kirumi knows and is banking on. :v She’s sneaky. Anyway, Kaito is Shuichi’s partner for this case...

K1-B0: Although there are many unknown variables, the first thing we need to make clear is...when was Ryoma murdered? Kaito: Well, in the middle of the show, obviously. The culprit knew how Himiko's trick worked and took advantage of it to kill Ryoma. In other words, everyone watching the show isn't suspicious. K1-B0: ...Kaito, you didn’t attend the show either, did you? Kaito: N-No, but I'm still not suspicious. I forgot a promise...so I was just eating breakfast. You got it!? I’m not suspicious! K1-B0: I do not understand how that explanation is supposed to convince me. Shuichi: Keebo does have a point...

Robot is right, ‘when’ the murder happened is one of the most important details of the case. So thankfully, he didn’t just immediately try and follow Kirumi’s ill motivated advice. Apparently if Kaito gets questioned by Keebo his brain just goes into shock. Kaito isn’t dumb but he has this weird habit of getting flustered with Keebo’s blunt questions. Maybe because he’s figured out Keebs wants some reasonable explanations! and he doesn’t really have one and just...tries to justify himself in a way Keebs is not impressed with at all. He doesn’t provide any other information, but that’s not a big shock. Considering he was both at the show and the meet and greet and had to recharge, he didn’t really have a chance to see anything of use for this case. this will be a trend.

Shuichi: The fragments of the broken glass water tank have been piled up. There are so many tiny pieces...Gonta and Tenko certainly didn't hold back when they threw Keebo at the glass.

More proof of robot abuse. but really Keebo doesn’t come up much in this investigation. Kirumi actually shows up a second time to distract Shuichi by giving the ‘clue’ that Gonta was the last to see Maki at 8PM. She really had plans to not get caught. We have no need to hear from our robot friend again until pre-trial time.

K1-B0: ...Is everyone ready? Gonta: Not like we have choice, right? Korekiyo: Kehehe... You are quick to understand. It's as though Monokuma has you trained.

Has all of you trained, Kiyo. But Keebo’s doing his protag job in asking the obvious question to prompt responses :v

K1-B0: I did not calculate that we would gather here under these circumstances again...What would Kaede say if she saw us right now...?

I suppose it is also your job to hope. Though it is a little sad that he’s worried about letting Kaede down. Most of the others are more concerned about the trial and the case surrounding it at the moment, but this is what he’s stuck on. Shame and disbelief. this robot understands empathy very well, okay.  Class trial time :v

Kirumi: But it does point to Himiko being the most suspicious. K1-B0: Ryoma died during Himiko's magic show. Korekiyo: His body appearing in the water tank leads one to think the escape trick played a part. It’s only natural we suspect Himiko. She was the one performing the trick.

oh look who’s the first person to agree Himiko is suspect after Kokichi/Angie point to her. Keebo is just outright wrong here! This is why he is not the detective :v Somewhere along the way he’s decided ‘during the show’ was the time of death, whoops. This is also a bit weird becauseeee after the nonstop debate about the cause of death...

Angie: Ryoma drowned, Himiko changed places with him, and then the piranhas ate him. Right? K1-B0: No, Himiko only had 60 seconds to escape from the tank...Even if they changed places at the start of the show, that's insufficient time to drown someone. Kirumi: If that is the case, then when did he drown?

watch out the robot knows how long it takes to drown a man. But this is why his other comment is weird...he knows Ryoma couldn’t have drowned during the show? I suppose he didn’t know the cause of death...but it’s in the monofile...throwaway line you aren't meant to think about too hard but dang it

Korekiyo: Yes... By that point, he had already joined the ranks of the dead. K1-B0: Could that mean his body was hidden until the culprit made it appear in the tank? Gonta: Hidden...where? Kirumi: The culprit would have had to hide the body near the tank, and then show it during the act.

He gets back on the right track after Shuichi points out Ryoma had to die before the show. I super didn’t notice this the first time I played, but Kirumi is always here to make the correct idea seem unlikely and try and steer conversation away from it! and of course kokichi helps her derail it back to explaining the trick.

K1-B0: How did Himiko escape the water tank? Angie: Maybe she just climbed out and no one noticed.

So Keebo kicks off the non-stop debate about the water tank :v Because asking a question is his favourite thing to do, and he just tried suggesting the body could be hidden, so he’s filled his doing things quota.

Shuichi: The staircase also has an escape hatch, one facing away from us. It’s placed so that the water would not drain from the staircase. K1-B0: In which case, a person could exit and leave water inside the staircase. Shuichi: However, that person would be soaked, meaning that *some* trace should be left...That would explain why there was a puddle around the stairs...

Rephrase for the audience and give Shuichi a gap before he has to launch into another explanation. He’s quick to pick up the logic, but he doesn’t really need to apply it since Shuichi usually does that part too :v

Shuichi: ...It's because she changed her uniform. K1-B0: The dormitory is stocked with uniforms. Did you hide one behind the stage in advance? Himiko: Nyeh... Nyeeeh! Angie: I remember seeing Himiko go to the gym this morning, carrying a uniform and a towel.

He does get to do it here though! V3 is nice in letting the other characters also confirm things without Shuichi’s handholding, but he will still be doing the bulk of it, obviously :v keebs can be smart.

Miu: So Himiko went in the stairs with the body!? What kinda kinky shit is she into!? K1-B0: That seems unlikely. There isn't enough space for two people to fit in there. Tsumugi: Yeah, the stairs are pretty cramped. It'd be hard to fit even Ryoma and Himiko in there.

Keebo makes a point, Tsumugi takes the chance to reiterate it to be ‘helping’ by doing very little :v Angie argues for a switcheroo which leads to the next debate, Shuichi refutes it, leading to

Korekiyo: She had no need to worry about us witnessing her at that point. For the entire stage was hidden behind a curtain. To all but Gonta, anyway. K1-B0: Then the culprit never would have considered hiding inside the staircase with the body.Entering the staircase *after* moving the body is much faster, and seems more rational too! Tsumugi: Then...Ryoma’s body wasn’t hidden in the stairs?

He’s back again to confirm his earlier point was correct! With extra logic on his side thanks to Gonta going where he wasn’t meant to. and yes mugi that is what he just said please pay attention. He’ll keep defending it too, such as in the debate afterwards.

Tsumugi: It wasn't really in the stairs, was it? K1-B0: After all, there was only enough space for Himiko.

Shuichi’s busy agreeing with Korikiyo here since he actually goes into what another option might be other than reiterating it’s not the stairs. Trial goes on, Miu correctly accuses Kirumi but of course, it’s too early and baseless so we need to argue with her.

Gonta: I-Is too soon to tell. We should hear what everyone has to say, right? Miu: Fuck that noise! K1-B0: But, Miu, you don't have an alibi for when the crime occurred either, do you? Miu: Y-You think I’m suspicious? I...don’t even know where the gym is.

oh Miu. Robot is always glad to point out relatively simple contradictions like this and get people flustered. Not one to accuse though, since he might simply not know something...

Tenko: Anyway, among those four, the culprit must be the one who doesn't have an alibi! K1-B0: ...I apologize but given the circumstances, we have no choice but to suspect you. Tenko: Suspect who!? Who’s the culprit!?

Even though he says sorry, this triggers a mass panic debate :v Though it’s the logical thing to do, he can occasionally figure out putting people on the spot for murder can be uncomfortable and apologize for it. This is a friendly robot who is way nicer than most people are to him gdi. Miu, Kaito and Kirumi squabble it out. Keebs ends up being in TWO conversations :v

Miu: I have an alibi! K1-B0: What is your alibi? Miu: When I was running from Gonta...Things got a little...heated if ya catch my drift.

He caught it, and apparently had no interest in following up, as that segment switches to Angie asking after Maki’s alibi. Keebo decides to poke at Kirumi’s alibi instead. which is the weak point for this debate. All business today it seems!

Kirumi: That was five minutes before 9:00 p.m. K1-B0: Did you really leave the gym at 9:00 p.m.? Are you sure you did not stay at the gym?

Of course the bullet that breaks it is Kokichi’s account. Because Kokichi and Keebo get on like a house on fire :v which of course means it’s time for the two to squabble again.

Kirumi: This information could have been told to us beforehand. Kokichi: Sorry! Forgot! I definitely didn’t keep it a secret to make the trial more interesting! K1-B0: Forgot...? It seems far more plausible that you were telling another lie. Kokichi: Unlike robots, we meatbags can't pull out our memories from our hard drive. K1-B0: Was that supposed to offend me? Your irrationality fills me with pity...

Of course, the alibi ends up being worthless since the time of the crime isn’t what the kids think it is. (Later it’ll damn Kirumi but right now? not so much.) It makes Kirumi look like less of a suspect so it’s actively harmful, whoops :v So were you ‘forgetting’ because it won’t help solve the case yet...or just having fun. Either way, Keebo shows that he really needs to install a sarcasm detector, that was REALLY blatant. But sassy robot returns, he goes from angry to eye rolling once he realizes it’s more of a backhanded complement than an insult. ‘Why yes my memory IS better than yours, annoying purple meatbag’. Too bad it ultimately leads to Kirumi being off the hook so Kokichi can get his ‘make Maki and Kaito fightfightfight’ game on but I like this interaction. He gets to feel proud of himself a little :v He keeps this attitude for a bit, considering...

K1-B0: Most of that was unintelligible nonsense, but it would seem that Miu has an actual alibi. Kokichi: Yup. It took a while, but at least we got everyone's alibis cleared up...We should remember all of this, in case we need to recall these events again.

oh no they’re AGREEING. someone check hell it’s probably freezing over. But lookit that swipe at Miu. They really don’t start off on the right foot at all! We get the everyone’s alibi bullet which still ultimately means nothing(for now)...and Kokichi gets the fight ball rolling with a...surprising assist from Keebo?

Kokichi: If one of them is the culprit, then the innocent one should know who the guilty one is. Yeah? Because if you know you're not the culprit, then you can just accuse the other person. K1-B0: Yes, that is true. Kokichi: Which means, there is one person among us who definitely knows who the culprit is! To that someone who knows... Do your best to convince us! Work harder!

He’s still eye rolling here, but offers his agreement. which yes, it is true...if either of the accused is the culprit. Which they aren’t. Keebo doesn’t know this, obviously but it’s still weird to see them ‘working together’, but this happens more often the further we go. Mostly because Keebo will follow anything with a solid/logical backing. Kokichi might be a liar, but he generally has a solid bit of evidence or logic to springboard off of. (even when taking us in the WRONG DIRECTION. if you wanted to pressure maki we could have done this in a way easier way you little gremlin). So really, these two will team up more often than Keebo would with say...Kaito, who prompts his next line.

Kaito: Hmph... You don't get it. This isn't just any hunch...This is an official hunch from *the* Kaito Momota, Luminary of the Stars! Tsumugi: Wh-What...? K1-B0: How illogical... This is even more difficult to comprehend than Kokichi's antics. Kokichi: You're totally not serious! You can't be *that* stupid, right?

Yup. Kaito is more confusing than Kokichi. Kaito is basing Maki’s innocence on nothing but what he feels, which people can sort of get. We all have ‘hunches’, the backs of our brains picking up on little things that we might not actively be paying attention to, and he’s got a lot of belief and trust to give. We can get it, some people you just want to trust! Keebo doesn’t get it. Error, no input found, please give me a provable, actual reason for that hunch. I kind of think he doesn’t even get hunches himself. He can clearly worry, or have concern, but he might lack those sort of gut feelings on if you can trust something or not. After all, he can actively search through his own ‘brain’ and explain why he feels a certain way, he doesn’t need to just ‘have a feeling’. Kokichi following Keebo up here to slap an insult on an honest statement of ‘i have no goddamned idea what you’re on about’ is just expected :v

Kirumi: So...you do not have any evidence. K1-B0: Only baseless conjecture. Tenko: B-But...I totally get where he's coming from! Cuz I wanna believe in Himiko too!

Kaito’s inspiring speech broke zero ground in the ‘make the everyone understand’ attempt. Whoops. So Keebo’s backing up the murderer pointing out the lack of proof. As it is baseless conjecture. You need a fact, or at least a lie presented as fact to get him to understand what you’re driving at. This is honestly interesting, considering he’s ‘hope’ motivated later on. There’s nothing logical about a meaningless hope! So it feels less like him and more his...helpful voice telling him to ignore logic... Maki fesses up to say she saw Ryoma at nighttime

K1-B0: So Ryoma was still alive at nighttime!? Tenko: I thought the crime took place between 8 and 10 o'clock at night?

He’s not on board yet, but he’s listening! Even though if true, haha we spent all that time talking about stuff that doesn’t matter.

Miu: Quit fuckin' around! You think I'm dumb enough to swallow that line of crap!? Kirumi: Yes, this seems too convenient. K1-B0: But why did Maki wait until now to mention that? Kokichi: Ah-hahahaha! It’s totally obvious! Maki’s sooo desperate that she has to lie!

oh hi kirumi no big surprise you simply go ‘no it is garbage’. Keebo’s the one to offer a way out by asking why exactly she didn’t mention it until now, he’s not instantly saying it’s out of the question. Kokichi follows up to try and press that it’s a lie, answering his question. Which probably just tells him that he should keep listening, since Kokichi lies so much :v

Kirumi: Does this mean you an Ryoma recived one another’s motive video? Maki: Maybe... I actually didn't check the one I got, so I wouldn't know. K1-B0: Maki admitted earlier that she hadn't checked her Kubs Pad. Angie: Then why did Ryoma think that Maki had his motive video? Kaito: If he went around asking at random, he might've asked some people besides Maki. Miu: He never asked me! He probably never asked you guys either, right!? K1-B0: Then...who was it that told Ryoma about his Kubs Pad?

Flexing that good memory, and giving Maki a little backup. After all, Keebo’s an expert in what it feels like to get dismissed :v He them prompts Shuichi to Do His Thing in calling Kokichi out as the one who told Ryoma. (Though he doesn't actually get to make him answer before they get derailed again) Though even though he’s willing to listen and belive she possibly did see Ryoma...he’s still not too thrilled about Maki’s choice to keep it secret.

Korekiyo: *If* that story is true... Maki: ...It's true. K1-B0: Then why did you wait until now to bring that up? Maki: I didn’t say anything until now because I wasn’t in the mood to be suspected.

He’s pointing and everything. He’ll believe you but darn it explain. He wants to understandddd. But still, no name calling or excessive rudeness, because he is a good lad who doesn’t threaten or do such things. She explains not wanting to be suspected buuuut

Kaito: Well, whatever. Either way, let's just believe Maki. Angie: Yes, yes. Those who believe shall be saved. K1-B0: No, we need to wait. There is still more to confirm— Shuichi: Well then, why don’t we ask Kokichi?

couldn’t you wait for him to finish the goddamned sentence Shuichi. Still, Keebo’s not a hasty one, the second Kaito wants to just go ‘good enough’ robot is right back to WAIT NO THAT’S NOT LOGICAL. It does get Kokichi to properly admit he knows who had who’s pads though. More squabbling about believing Maki ensues...

Korekiyo: I find Maki's testimony suspicious. It's far too...convenient for her. K1-B0: This is...difficult to determine. Kokichi: Maki is lying! Like I said before, a liar like me knows their own kind!

Are you trying to convince Keebo, Kokichi? You keep reiterating your point right after he speaks. Keebo is basically admitting he’s completely undecided and not taking a stand either way, but he’s usually pretty wishy-washy...because having an opinion involves what he thinks. and he doesn’t like admitting what he’s thinking very much. Certainly not if he doesn’t have a fact to back him up. Shuichi lies in the following debate. keebo will basically always follow shuichi, he’s the ultimate detective. Though hearing everyone else agree/trust him first probably lets him consider it true more easily. (and kokichi just nudging shuichi he saw that lie but not doing anything about it...)

Himiko: So we're right back where we started... What a pain. K1-B0: However, it should be clear now that the crime occurred after nighttime began. Kirumi:  But then when was Ryoma's body placed inside the piranha tank?

Maki’s testimony + Kokichi’s admitting of telling Ryoma Maki had his kubspad + Shuichi’s lie about overhearing= enough to set this as ‘the truth’ for Keebo. It is true, but here comes Kirumi to instantly derail them to the wrong detail first. When doesn’t really matter right now!

Miu: So did we fuck up by thinkin’ the body got stuffed into the piranha tank? K1-B0: I don't think so. We have evidence to prove that's what happened. Tenko: Then when did the culprit throw the body into the piranha tank?

There is evidence, and even then he’s saying ‘think’. he’s so hesitant to speak in absolutes right now. As he might be wrong :v The whole Maki debacle was confusing for him. But now Tenko is repeating the question Kirumi posed and we go on a merry goose chase and have a scrum debate about it. Keebo’s on Shuichi’s side again. (He always will be, with one exception.) He doesn’t actually have a line though! He just gets to shout THIS IS OUR ANSWER with everyone.

K1-B0: That means it was certainly possible to put the body in the piranha tank from the window... Shuichi: However, I’m also positive the pane dividing the piranha tank was set up beforehand. Korekiyo: That certainly couldn't be tossed in. It would need to be placed carefully. Kirumi: Even if the culprit were to throw the body from outside the window...The window is far too high. It cannot be reached from the floor.

protag explaining tag team. Shuichi speaks more confidently in trials, saying things like ‘he’s confident’ while Keebo is hovering around with ‘possible’. You think our detective is an anxious mess half the time? so’s the robot :v oh and Kirumi is once again pointing out ‘problems’ to try and get the line of thought dropped. It works, considering we start going on about the ladder and whatnot and slam headlong into a logic wall until Maki says ‘okay no, time to talk about Where Die, not how get in fish tank’. You knew too Kokichi don’t you ‘ Why didn't anyone realize this yet?’ me :v

Shuichi: That’s important to remember...it’s not as if everyone here *wants* us to find the truth. One of us is trying to sabotage this trial... K1-B0: Well then, let's discuss the crime scene to figure out who the culprit is. Himiko: That's not a bad idea for a robot. The last time I heard such a good idea was......when Nino told me to move in with her under the bridge to get out of the cold. Tenko: Himikawa Under the Bridge!?

it’s a Arakawa Under the Bridge reference :v Honestly there’s tons of references in the game in general and we can totally blame Tsumugi for them. Keebs is glad to be the one to agree to a new topic though. Then he doesn’t have to state an opinion and can just fish for everyone else’s thoughts! He doesn’t even react to the ‘for a robot’ crack at him. :c Though for good reason I suppose when no one takes you seriously and judges you on a dime. Next nonstop debate to establish the crime scene...

Angie: Wasn't it the dorm room? Ryoma was relaxing in his room when he got attacked. K1-B0: But the cause of death was drowning. There is nothing in his room that could collect enough water.

Refuting Angie’s idea with a pointless weak point. I DO think the white noise that goes across when Miu goes ‘S-S-Sow’ might be Keebo though. ‘This is difficult to watch’ does match his general speaking style, and probable opinion :v

Angie: Hmmm...How did those handcuffs get from the lab to the water tank? Maki: Because Ryoma was wearing them, right? K1-B0: Yes, though they were only visible for a brief moment when Ryoma appeared in the tank. I am certain he was wearing the handcuffs at the time. Kirumi: The handcuffs were left after the piranhas devoured Ryoma

He did it, he said he was certain about something! Good job. Considering perfect memory and the horror that was that moment it was probably very easy to recall. oh dear keebo has perfect memories of all his friends corpses. that can’t be fun. oh and the fun of being THROWN AT THE REMAINS. Kirumi ‘helps’ with the easy logic of handcuffs didn’t get eaten. :v Now we’re working with the angle of body movement now that we know it came from Ryoma’s ultimate lab. Tenko suggests just tossing the body from the pool area...

Kirumi: Your explanation contradicts some things we discussed earlier. The gym window was too high to reach from the pool side, even if one used the ladder. Tenko: That’s right! I apologize! I must go on a journey to reflect on this! K1-B0: We keep hitting dead ends, since we don't know how the body was thrown into the gym... Kokichi: Nee-heehee... Well, that didn't really give us any info about the crime.

So of course the murderer tries to make it sound impossible, since we’re getting a bit too close to the truth! Keebo’s frustrated at this point, he’s eye rolling again with no leads to how it was actually done. He hasn’t considered the new approaches that could be possible now that they know where everything started. Kokichi ‘agreeing’ with him should be a tip off though :v shuichi goes and drives a brain taxi and raises the rope possibility.

Kirumi: Is the rope long enough to reach both windows? Korekiyo: The rope is roughly 65 feet in length. As for the distance between the windows... K1-B0: According to the sign at the pool, the width of the pool is roughly 35 feet...and the distance from the edges of the pool to the windows is an additional 16 feet. Altogether, the sum total length from one window to the other is roughly 50 feet. Gonta: And pool is only thing between research lab and gym windows... Miu: You bet it’s long enough! Heh! That’s what she said!

Chatty when he can do something easy like math! Numbers make sense and don’t confuse him with believing and who is working against them. Miu does basically sum up what Keebo took a paragraph to say tho. Since he needs to show his work. he likes having proof, and assumes everyone else likes knowing how he got the answer too. oh and reminder gonta is still plenty smart, he points out how to do the rope trick here. Then we talk about the zipline-i mean ropeway.

Korekiyo: You say the culprit placed their foot on the windowsill? Isn't that against school rules? It would count as entering the gym, would it not? Monosuke: Last time we got asked that question, we decided it was okay. Stickin' your body through the window is an automatic out, but standing on the sill is— K1-B0: Wait, who asked you last time? Monosuke: ...Eh? K1-B0: It is quite possible that the culprit went to you to confirm the details of their plan... Monosuke: ... ...O-Oh shiiiiit!

He does know how to press on something suspicious! Not too surprising he’s the one to confront a Kub, he even cut him off to do this. Keebo seems to put more stock in what the Monokubs say or do at any given time anyway. Of course, he won’t answer, but it isn’t really necessary. Just confirming someone asked was enough, which that freakout accomplished. Kirumi tries to sidetrack again with the ‘multiple trips’ thing...

Korekiyo: Which is why the crime was committed during nighttime, while we all slumbered. K1-B0: But if the culprit was so careful to recover the rope they used to commit the crime...Why did they leave the inner tube in the pool? Shuichi: I believe that was an accident.

He really, really loves questioning things. This part doesn’t make sense, better ask about it, and hurrah, my detective has an answer ready to go. He might not contribute much himself, but he does provide setup :v Shuichi announces Kirumi as his top suspect...

Korekiyo: That is not yet a certainty. Let us hear her testimony first. K1-B0: Is this true, Kirumi? Kirumi: I cannot believe you would suspect me...If that is the case, then I will have to deny it. I will not let you make the wrong choice.

question.exe is always running. i swear. Still, never just taking it right away, he wants to hear an answer. Snap judgements are not his thing. Even if he does lean towards believing Shuichi. because he has secret protag sensing powers. Trial 2 is such a change from one with how hard Kirumi fights here. since kaede did not want to kill everyone :v Keebs says quiet until he’s heard enough proof to throw his support behind Shuichi again

Shuichi: Just tying the rope to the frame wouldn't cause so much damage. The rope that was tied to the frames must have been weighed down significantly. The frames didn't break, but they were left with distinct marks. K1-B0: Those scratches are proof that you used a rope to carry the body to the windowsill. Kirumi: ... Kokichi: Oh? What’s wrong, Kirumi? What’s wrong, what’s wrong!? Hey, what’s wrong? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!?

Pictured: two very different confrontation styles. I suppose it makes sense Keebo would be knowledgeable about scratches on metal :v He’ll just state some proof that goes with Shuichi’s statement, while Kokichi attempts to annoy her into submission instead. Shuichi brings up the black fabric/the ‘everyone’ thing and Kirumi slips.

Kirumi: Y-Yeah, so what? You’re still wrong! Your logic is flawed!!! K1-B0: Kirumi...why are you becoming increasingly erratic? Korekiyo: Kehehe... There is such absolute beauty in trying to fight against the truth.

:c He’s confused again. Yelling out questioning perfectly good logic is strange for her, emotionally charged, and he hasn’t really figured out guilt and panic makes people act out strangely. He knows the feelings exist, but not the full extent they can go to. and really it can’t be fun to watch someone so collected start falling apart because they murdered another one of your friends and is going to die for it...

Shuichi: The extra uniforms in our rooms are made of the same material we're wearing now. We can test my theory by comparing the fabric scrap with your glove. Kirumi: Gh...grgh... K1-B0: ...Well, Kirumi? Will you allow us to compare the black fabric we found in the pool with your gloves? Kirumi: U-Uhhh...!

‘will you allow us to damn you’. Keebo, you sound like you’re mocking her if you ask now. but he probably doesn’t quite realize that. comic, kirumi spite votes shuichi...

Tenko: Th-There’s nothing good about this at all...! *sob, sniffle...* Wh-why did it have to be Kirumi...? K1-B0: Truly, this result was unexpected. Tsumugi: How can you be so calm about it...?

This time, the culprit actively tried to get away with it. He might not really know how to feel about the whole thing. Kaede was apologizing, while Kirumi was fighting the whole way (and will keep doing so). He probably would have said this about anyone though...suspecting friends isn’t something he likes to do. and you made him this way moogie shush. 

Tsumugi: You mean like from the motive video? So Kirumi watched hers after all? K1-B0: Earlier, Kirumi mentioned that she had accepted a request...Perhaps that request came from a someone important in her motive video? Kirumi: ... Maki: ...Do you have nothing to say for yourself?

Going to ask more questions to try and understand, as per usual. Kirumi does use this as a chance to try and get away again mhm. Keebo isn’t using any of his distressed sprites here either. He might be coming off as a bit heartless at the moment, poking at ‘why did you kill’ and not even looking shaken. so guess who mentions that after Kirumi drops the ‘prime minister’ bit.

Kokichi:  I don't think it's odd that an Ultimate-level talent could be *that* powerful. I mean, Kee-boy’s talent lets him pretend to be human, even though he’s a heartless robot. K1-B0: How rude! I am not pretending! I am still learning! Tsumugi: U-Uh...I see. Well...good luck, I guess.

Yes, this gets the biggest reaction out of him. That’s normal and easy to understand over ‘how do we feel about this.’ While Tsumugi mocks his attempts to learn because she’s terrible :v and Kokichi is almost another backhanded complement? ‘Pretend to be human’, so you do buy his ‘pretending’ and how he seems very human? even though you keep calling him heartless and emotionless...and getting him thrown at things...

Monokuma: I am the ruler of this world. Nothing is beyond my power. Shuichi: Nothing is beyond your power? What kind of arrogant, ridiculous— K1-B0: That is 100% a lie! It is impossible that he could bring disaster to a country! Monokuma: Puhu... Puhuhuhu

Keebo feels the need to cut Shuichi off here! To back him up, but I wonder if his inner voice was telling him he had to deny that claim. He’s throwing out impossible and 100%, certainties...while Monokuma is mugging for the audience. as he basically is a god in their fake little world. It would explain how he’s changed his mind by the next line...

Tsumugi: Kirumi's got the lives of hundreds of millions of people on her shoulders, right? K1-B0: Logically, Kirumi’s survival would result in fewer casualties than our collective survival would. Himiko: Geez... Maybe it would've been better if we'd gotten the culprit wrong...

He seems to believe it now. Not enough to say anything definitive, but he will say it’s ‘logical’. even though you can’t really assume that. Who knows what the collective rest could do for people? No one :v

Kokichi: Do you really think someone as desperate to live as Kirumi would give up so easily? Of course not. In fact, she probably still hasn't given up, even now. She was hoping that learning the truth would make one of us volunteer to die in her place. K1-B0: ...What!? Kirumi: ... Kokichi: But Monokuma would never allow a blackened to escape punishment, so maybe......she wanted everyone to rebel, so she could use that as cover to escape on her own. ...How about it, Kirumi? Am I close?

This shakes him. Lying over something so important is almost unbelievable. After all, he couldn’t see why someone would lie on someone else’s behalf with their life on the line in trial one. Not really a shock he doesn't consider the opposite being possible too. Keebo doesn’t really...lie. Basically ever. The closest he ever gets is a flustered non answer that is technically a lie in a back route. He still cheers her on when she makes a break for it though.

K1-B0: Run! Please hurry!

He doesn’t really react to the death, he’s prompted to speak by Angie.

Angie: ...Oh? Isn't that what Atua said? All desire, even your desire to escape this place, can corrupt you beyond redemption. K1-B0: It's Monokuma who is corrupt. He is the one who distributed the motive videos. Korekiyo: Those videos were more dangerous than we thought. To have driven Kirumi that far...

He’d still rather blame the obvious antagonist over the people he calls friends. Clashing with Angie here doesn’t stop him from getting roped in later...hhm.

Shuichi: That must be why Kirumi did not want to show the videos. She thought that if everyone felt the same murderous rage that she did...this killing game would be pure chaos. She...wanted to stop it. Kokichi: If that's the case, then we really shouldn't show our videos to each other! K1-B0: That was our consensus from the beginning. Not including you, of course.

Shuichi gives a pretty kind interpretation of her actions, and Kokichi earns some robot sass for his actions. Kokichi likely had his own video and was not driven to any such murder...figured out his own plan might actually be bad too little too late.

K1-B0: For now...we should rest. To me, that seems the most rational course of action.

keebo wants to be morgana. GO TO BED. While you just...sit around awake all night long and think about what happened, I guess. Of course, we won’t do that because we have another reveal to do first.

Kokichi: Maki admitted it during the class trial, remember? Ryoma wanted her to show him his motive video cuz he was looking for a reason to live. But that wasn’t the whole story... Ryoma was blackmailing you, wasn’t he, Maki? K1-B0: B-Blackmail? Ryoma just so happened to discover Maki's true identity. So he used that to blackmail her. I bet he said something like... “If you don’t show me my motive video, I’ll tell everyone what you really are.”  That's why Maki didn't want us to know she met with Ryoma. She wanted to keep her true identity a secret! That’s why she kept quiet until the last minute!

That’s the last thing he does, enables Kokichi by asking for clarification :v Hope you liked to see Keebo do things, as the ‘trio’ forms up he has fewer chances to show up. He’s still got a few in 3, but in 4 and 5 he’s fairly sidelined. Well he TALKS a lot, but mostly just his normal questions :v

hahaha this took way to long why am i like this. when am i going to cover his gifting dialouge. who knows. aaaaaaaaaaa. feel free to yell at me about the robitt. or any of the characters :v Chapter 3 will come sooner than I expect I assume...

[getparkd]

Got To Be NC!

As you might know, I am a huge fan of parks. Some of my favorite public lands are the very ones in my home state of North Carolina. I have lived here my whole life and have been visiting these parks since I was a kid. Although I have not visited all of them, one day I know I will. So, enjoy this list (and review) of the beautiful parks of NC!

1. Carolina Beach 

Fun Fact: Carolina Beach is one of the only places you can find the carnivorous Venus Flytrap and Pitcher Plant in the wild. This park is home to a subtropical wetland, which is the perfect ecosystem for these carnivorous plants. While you may be tempted to take one home with you, beware because the state of North Carolina made it a felony to poach Venus Flytraps in 2014. Also in the park is Sugarloaf Dune, which has been used as a navigational marker since 1633. In total, the park has 7 miles of trail, and is one I have visited many times during my stays in Wilmington. 

2. Carvers Creek

3. Chimney Rock

This spire of rock is instantly recognizable to anyone within miles. Chimney Rock is 315 foot tall and overlooks Hickory Nut Gorge and Lake Lure. “Lake Lure?” you may ask, yes Lake Lure. The spot where they filmed the unforgettable lake scene in Dirty Dancing, as well as the scene of Baby dancing down the stairs. The town is also home to an annual Dirty Dancing festival, so you might want to plan your trip when Baby and Johnny are back in town. As well as Dirty Dancing, you may recognize this park from the climax scene in The Last of the Mohicans. 

4. Crowders Mountain

5. Dismal Swamp

6. Elk Knob

7. Eno River

8. Falls Lake

9. Fort Fisher

Home to the Civil War-Era bunkers and one of the best aquariums in North Carolina. Fort Fisher is a hidden gem in ENC. As a student at UNC at Wilmington, I know all to well about the beach. I know where to find a dirty beach, a crowded beach, and I certainly know how to find a good beach. Fort Fisher is just that. You can sit on the sand and watch the pelicans fly overhead and the cargo ships come into port without the worry of trash and dirty water. Because it is a state park/recreation area, it is kept very clean and has nicer facilities than public beaches in the area. It also has 4 wheel drive access to the beach. If you are visiting, don’t forget to stop by and see Luna, the albino alligator at the aquarium. 

10. Fort Macon

Fort Macon! This place is probably one of the most interesting places in North Carolina. I recently wen there with my little brother to have a little day trip. The park itself is a beautiful ecosystem, as the Musgrove trees are my favorite. We stopped first at the beach was had clear water and a great view of the Cape Lookout lighthouse from the shore. Next we went to the actual fort which was the best part of the trip. Walking throughout the fort you see rich stone works and manicured lawns. I got some really cool Insta and VSCO photos here as well. Highly recommen! 

11. Goose Creek

12. Gorges

13. Grandfather Mountain

One of the windiest spots in the entire state. Grandfather Mountain is home to the famous mile-high swinging bridge. Walking across the bridge is both exhilarating and terrifying. As requested by the staff, hold on to your belongings, and even small children, to keep them form blowing into the valley below. It is also home to an amazing zoo that houses black bears and mountain lions. 

14. Hammocks Beach

Hammocks Beach State Park is a park I visit quite often as it is only about 30 minutes from where I live. I have visited both the mainland site, which has an amazing visitors center and serene wooded trails, and the Bear Island site. Bear Island is a 3-mile long barrier island that is home to nesting sea turtles and clean beaches. A ferry, kayak, or personal boat can take you over to the island to enjoy the water!

15. Hanging Rock

16. Haw River

17. Jockey’s Ridge

My favorite! Jockey’s Ridge is located in Nags Head, North Carolina, right next to Kitty Hawk, the site of the first human flight. Jockey’s Ridge is the tallest active sand dune on the Atlantic Coast. Hiking through this park feels like you are in Star Wars! Some of my favorite activities to do are sandboarding down the giant dunes and paragliding. Jockey’s Ridge to me is the most fun and the most beautiful of all the parks I have visited.

18. Jones Lake

One of the two lakes formed by the geological phenomenon called Carolina Bays. This phenom creates lakes of varying pH levels, resulting in different coloration of the water. Jones Lake is colored a bright red color. This lake has great swimming and fishing. Beware alligators though!

19. Jordan Lake

Jordan Lake is like other lakes in my state, but the one things that makes it interesting: the Bald Eagle. Jordan Lake is the summertime home of this rare species. It is fascinating to watch this birds fly and hunt for prey. You can enjoy swimming and hiking, as there is 15 miles of trails throughout the park.

20. Kerr Lake

Another amazing park in the beautiful state of NC! Just like Jorden Lake, it is also home to a bald eagle. We have camped on the shore a few times and I love waking up early to watch the sun rise over the lake. We take our boat and pull our tubes. Another great thing this park has is rolling, smooth roads. Take your longboard and carve down these streets. There is also a really nice marina down the road who has killer ice cream. 

21. Lake James

22. Lake Norman

23. Lake Waccamaw

Just like Jones and Carolina Beach, these park is home to some cool species. The American alligator and the Venus Flytrap are easy to find in this swampy park. While the slews and backcountry of this park are full of blood-sucking mosquitos and alligators, the lake front dock is an amazing spot to swim. The pH level of this lake makes it perfectly clear. Not only is it clear, but it also is only about 4 feet deep which makes it perfect for younger or inexperienced swimmers to have fun without all the worry. I personally like driving around and seeing all the beautiful lakes houses after taking a swim, but there is also a really nice restaurant on the lake front that I’ve heard has amazing burgers. 

24. Lumber River

Lumber River is the only black water river in North Carolina, and is also a National Wild and Scenic River. This park ahs great kayaking, but beware alligators. 

25. Mayo River

26. Medoc Mountain

27. Merchants Millpond

28. Morrow Mountain

29. Mount Jefferson

It is our family tradition to go every Thanksgiving to get our Christmas tree from the mountains. So, last year we decided to go to West Jefferson and we visited Mount Jefferson State Park. It was approximately 17 degrees and there was ice everywhere, but we hiked to the top and enjoyed the view of the valley below. One of the coolest things about Mt. Jefferson is the Luther Rock. This rock juts from the side of the mountain and allows you to walk out on it and take in the beautiful scenery. 

30. Mount Mitchell

Mount Mitchell is the tallest mountain east of the Mississippi River. The observation area at the top allows for you to see as far as 85 miles on a clear day. Just make sure as you head up, you layer up because it can drop temperature very quickly. 

31. New River

32. Occoneechee 

33. Pettigrew

34. Pilot Mountain

35. Raven Rock

Oh Raven Rock! We took this trip after a long day at the ball field on my mom’s 40th birthday. Needless to say we were tired, but we still decided to tackle the 4.2 mile hike to the Raven Falls. We were expecting a waterfall, but instead we got rapids. We did however cool off in the river before taking our long hike back. Despite this, the actual Raven Rock was beautiful and the park is still on of my favorites. 

36. Singletary Lake

The best thing about this lake is how secluded it is. It is tucked away behind a tree line and barely visible from the road. The only people that frequent this are its junior campers. You can enjoy a peaceful evening fishing on its 500 foot peer and if you’re feeling lucky test your swimming skills with the alligators. 

37. South Mountain

38. Stone Mountain

39. Weymouth Woods Sandhills

40. William B. Umstead

I just recently took my second trip to this park and it is still as beautiful as the first time. There are over 35 miles of hiking in this park so it is very unlikely you will see it all. While I do love hiking, I enjoy just driving through the park as well. The stone bridge over Sycamore Creek is one of my favorite spots as it has rolling fields of grass that you can lie down in and have a picnic if you please. 

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I can't believe we're here at the end!!! The good news is that the 1-2 chapter (just deciding how to split it up) companion piece from Killian's POV will be posted on Monday! Thank you so much for reading this story that I truly never thought I would finish. It means everything to me that people liked it even the tiniest bit, and I hope this last chapter is as satisfying for you to read as it was for me to write. (Also, I took some liberties with the whole house-purchasing process, so... bear with me, okay?)

Once again, so many thanks to: @cspupstravaganza, @sherlockianwhovian , @lassluna

Tag list: @quirkykayleetam, @squidvisious, @carpedzem, @revanmeetra87, @kmomof4, @capnjay21 

AO3 if that’s your jam: Prologue | Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3 | Ch4 | Ch5 | Ch6 | Ch7

I’d Pick You (and Your Little Dog, Too)

A Captain Swan Pupstravaganza Story

Summary: According to everyone in the known universe, Emma Nolan’s dog is supposed to lead her to her soulmate. But she’s not even sure if she wants that. Soulmates are pretty idealistic, don’t you think?

Chapter Seven:

Killian is going to propose.

Emma can feel it in her bones. No, in her very soul. Which makes sense since, you know, soulmates and all.

She can’t figure out when he’s going to do it, or where. He hasn’t asked her to go out to any special dinners. They haven’t made any plans to take the boat out yet, as apparently Killian wants it to be perfect before they take her on her maiden voyage as The Jolly Roger.

She supposes that could be why he wants to make it perfect, if he wants to propose on the boat. But she really just wants him to do it already and stop making her wait.

It’s probably her own fault, really. The way she’d taken ages to let him in, and then when he’d given her Liam’s ring, she’d probably looked about ready to run straight across the town line and never look back.

But she’s ready now.

She wants to be married to Killian Jones. She knows, now, that the feeling she’d had when she watched her brother get married has a name. It’s called jealousy, and she’s ready to stop feeling it. She wants to be married, too, not on the outside looking in on a happy couple with rings and on their way to starting a family.

Emma has thought about this a lot, and she’s decided that the best way to tell Killian that she’s ready is to show him. He’s given her a sentimental ring, bought her a freaking boat. He’s waited for her at every step of their relationship. So it’s time for Emma to pull off some big grand gesture or make a romantic speech. Or something.

The problem is that Killian seems to have an endless well of sentimental items and stories to give as romantic gifts, and Emma has none.

Until the house goes up for sale.

The house that she and David grew up in has changed a lot over the past fifteen years. The couple that bought it after their parents died apparently almost tore it down entirely, but decided on a simpler remodel. A paint job, a new fence, and a wraparound porch are the most obvious changes that Emma’s noticed over the years, but she has no idea what it looks like inside. She’s walking past it, as she does on her morning walks with Rascal, and she sees the For Sale sign out front, along with a small “OPEN HOUSE TODAY!” sign beside it.

It won’t hurt to look, Emma tells herself, so she texts David that she’ll be late to work -- or later than usual, really.

The inside is different. The shape is the same, all of the walls and doors exactly where she remembers them. But the colors are all off. The walls were all pale yellows and blues, with white trim, but now everything is a stale gray. Where the floorboards had been faded with time, now they’re stark black.

We’ll fix it up, Emma thinks. And then she stops the self-guided tour and freezes for a moment. She waits for the lead ball in her stomach to form, or for the stutter of her heartbeat that accompanies frightening thoughts about the future. But none of it comes.

“Excuse me,” she calls when she finds the realtor. He’s from a company called Ozman Realty from the next town over, so she doesn’t recognize him. “What’s the asking price on this house?”

“Two-hundred-thousand,” the man tells her. He smiles, but it’s hard and somehow almost… slimey. Emma doesn’t like it, but she doesn’t really have a choice in who’s selling the home she wants to buy. “I should tell you, we’ve already had an offer today, and the sign only went up this morning.”

“Dammit, David,” Emma grumbles “One moment, please.” She pulls her phone out and angrily dials her brother.

“Are you even going to bother coming in today?” he teases her.

“Are you trying to buy the old house out from under me?” She has no time for the teasing. She’s doing this, dammit.

“Wait, what?” David pauses. “Mom and Dad’s house is up for sale?”

“Yes, David! Keep up!” Emma yells into the phone. “Are you telling me you didn’t put this bid on it?”

“No, Emma, I had no idea.” He sounds sincere.

“Well… do you… I mean are you going to bid on it? Now that you know?” Emma runs a hand through her hair, finally letting her nerves catch up to her.

“No, Mary Margaret and I are uh… we’re building our own house, actually. We bought some property on the edge of town. We were hoping to keep it a surprise until, you know, there’s actually a house there.” David stops talking and Emma can picture him leaning forward on his desk, brows creasing together. “Are you going to buy the house, Emma?”

“Yeah, I think I am.” She bites her lip. “Or at least I’m going to try! Someone’s already put a bid on it, so I’ve gotta go.”

“You can use the inheritance.” David blurts out before she can hang up. “I used some of it to buy the property, but the rest is yours.”

When the Nolan twins had turned 18, they’d been shocked to learn that their parents had had a large amount of money set aside for them. They’d lived modestly, taken few family trips, so their parents must have spent all that time saving up without their children's knowledge. Emma had wanted to take a vacation immediately, somewhere warm and tropical and distinctly far away from Storybrooke just for a week, maybe two. But David had insisted that they save it.

“Mom and Dad would want us to use it for our futures, Emma, don’t you think?”

Reluctantly, Emma had agreed. But what was more ‘for our future’ than this house?

Still, she felt… wrong using so much of it.

“That’s our money, David. Not mine alone. How much did you use?” It’s way too early for this conversation -- Emma has only had one cup of coffee, courtesy of Killian. It’s not enough.

“I used fifty-thousand. There’s still a couple hundred thousand left. Seriously, Emma. Use it. I want you to. And if we need more down the line, we’ll figure it out.”

“I’ll think about it. See you soon.”

Emma wanders through the house, looking for the realtor again.

“I’ve got the full amount in my bank account. I’ll pay it up front. I want this house.”

She knows it’s not a good technique. You’re supposed to low-ball or pretend you’re not as interested as you are. But truthfully, Emma doesn’t care. She wants this fucking house.

The realtor looks thrown off by her forwardness, but he puts on his fake smile quickly.

“I’ll have to contact the buyer from this morning and give them a chance to counter,” he tells her.

Seriously?

“Yeah, sure, fine.”

He steps out of the room to make the call and Emma wanders through the living room, pointing out memories to Rascal.

“There was a dent in that wall from when David and I got into a wrestling match once. His head hit right below that window. He needed stitches.” Rascal sniffs the part of the wall she’s pointing to. “And over here--”

“Miss, uh, I didn’t catch your name,” the realtor calls.

“Emma No-- Emma Swan,” she tells him. Storybrooke is a small town, and while most of its inhabitants know her mother’s maiden name, it won’t be their first thought if word gets out that there’s a bid on the house. She just doesn’t want this to get back to Killian.

“Well, Miss Swan, the other bidder has backed down. We’ll just need you to get the money and sign some paperwork, and the house is yours. You skipped quite a few steps by having the money up front,” he jokes. “Why don’t we meet at the seafood restaurant I saw by the docks at 7 tonight and make everything official?”

“Why would we meet at a restaurant?” Emma asks suspiciously.

“Oh well… I was hoping we could…,” he stammers out.

“I don’t even know your name. And you’re asking me on a date?” She crosses her arms and arches an eyebrow. Rascal comes up beside her, sensing the tension.

The man, undeterred, simply holds out a hand.

“Walsh Ozman, of Ozman Realty,” he’s grinning, as if expecting Emma to be impressed.

“Emma Swan, sheriff and home buyer. As in, customer. As in, inappropriate to ask out.” She takes his hand and shakes it firmly, hammering her point home: I’m in charge, not you. For good measure, Rascal growls and stares at the realtor, unblinking.

Walsh clears his throat and takes a step back, eyeing both Emma and Rascal warily.

“Here’s my card. You can come by my office this evening.”

“Thanks.”

*****

Emma’s practically vibrating with excitement for the rest of the day. Creepy realtor aside, she’s bought her old house. For herself. For herself and Killian.

If this doesn’t show him she’s ready to move forward, nothing will.

When she gets home that night, brand new house keys in hand, Killian’s camped out in front of the TV holding a beer. It’s not unlike him to have a drink to unwind after work, but the fact that it’s a beer instead of a nice glass of rum makes Emma think that he’s been stewing on something all day, and he doesn’t want his anger to get the best of him. And drunk Killian is a bit more emotional than the sober version.

“Hey, babe,” Emma calls from the doorway. She begins the process of untying and removing her work shoes in favor of putting on her more comfortable sneakers. “How was your day?”

“Fine,” he answers, not even trying to convince her that it’s true. “Yours?” She hears his footsteps coming towards her.

“It was great, actually. You okay? You look…” Emma can’t quite put her finger on how he looks. Disappointed? Angry? Tired? A combination?

“Aye, I’m fine, love. I just… had a bit of a disappointment today.” He steps towards her, pulling her body flush against his. “I’m glad you’re home.”

She kisses him slowly, just for a moment or two, before pulling back. He looks down at her curiously.

“I wanna show you something,” she whispers. “Put your shoes on.”

“It’s nearly eight, Swan.” He seems to realize what an old man he sounds like, because he shakes his head. “I was just hoping we could stay in tonight.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Implicitly,” he answers automatically.

“Then put on your shoes.” She punctuates the sentence with a quick kiss on his cheek, scruff scratching at her lips.

She’s not sure how they figured out the logistics of getting into a car with two humans and two dogs and not a bit of thought. She opens the driver’s side door and both Rascal and Procella scramble in and hop in the back seat, lying more on top of each other than next to each other. They’ve done it since the first time they got into the same car, back when Emma and David had gotten the call about loose dogs at the park. It strikes Emma how long ago that was, how much things have changed, and her excitement is renewed.

Killian doesn’t complain on the drive over, despite his initial hesitation. Emma can tell he’s had a rough day, though she’s not sure why and she knows she should have asked. But… this is important and huge and hopefully it’ll make whatever it is that happened not even matter anymore.

She bites her lip as the niggling little voice in her head, the one that’s been quiet since the moment she kissed Killian’s cheek in the park on one of their first lunch dates, suddenly starts screaming inside of her head.

What if he thinks I’m crazy? What if he doesn’t want to move into the house? What if he isn’t ready? What if he’s not planning to propose, and I’ve done this huge gesture and he doesn’t get it? What if he wants to keep things the way they are? Or what if he takes one look at the huge house -- clearly meant for a family -- and runs straight out of town? What if it’s too much? What if--

“Swan, where are we going?” Killian’s voice jolts her back to reality. He’s quiet in the darkness, a softness to his voice that she can’t quite figure out.

“I bought something I want to show you.”

“Emma, did you--”

“We’re almost there,” she says, and she feels Killian staring at her. Her voice cracks at the end, and her knuckles are white on the steering wheel. What have I done?

If he leaves, she doesn’t know what she’ll do.

She pulls up to the curb across the street and climbs out without looking at him.

Before she even reaches the gate, he’s laughing. She can hear him start to chuckle, and then it grows into a full-on belly laugh.

Oh God, he thinks I’m crazy. Why did I--

“Swan, you bloody brilliant woman!” He’s right behind her now, grabbing her around the waist.

“You don’t even… what?” Emma is so very confused.

“You’re the buyer? I should have known.”

And then the pieces click into place.

“Were you the first bidder?” She turns around in his arms. He’s smiling so wide it nearly reaches both ears, and finally that loud voice in her head quiets down again. She smacks his chest once for good measure. “I was so angry!”

“How did you pay the whole thing up front?” He’s still laughing as he reaches up to brush a loose strand of hair away from her face.

“Inheritance,” Emma says simply. “Why were you trying to buy my house, Killan?”

“For you, of course.” His smile changes then, and his face turns serious. “I work with the man who lived here, Kris. He and his wife are adventuring around the country or something. They’ve been talking about it for weeks. So I knew the house was going up.” Killian shrugs. “I wanted to surprise you, but it seems you got me first.”

“They moved out last week, before it even went up,” Emma tells him, and he’s already nodding because he already knows. “So, we can go in. If you want.”

He smiles again, and she wonders briefly how she could have ever doubted him. Because of course he doesn’t think she’s crazy. Of course their minds were in the exact same place.

Soulmates, she thinks to herself.

They step inside the house, and Emma flips the lightswitch on. It’s still empty, of course, and for a moment, the space feels cavernous and huge. But then Rascal and Procella run out in front of her and start sniffing every corner, every inch of the baseboards. And it’s strange that something so simple eases Emma’s mind, but it does.

“I’m glad you brought me here, Swan,” Killian whispers from behind her. “I had big plans for this house, and I thought they’d all been dashed.” He kisses the skin just underneath her ear. “But now, hope is renewed.”

“Big plans?” Emma asks.

“Oh, aye. In fact, now seems as good a time as any, don’t you think?”

He moves out from behind her and she feels an immediate sense of loss when the warmth is gone. But then he’s in front of her, that same nervous look on his face that he’d had the first time he asked her to lunch.

Emma loves being right.

He gets down on one knee, and in a move that’s so natural that it seems rehearsed, Rascal and Procella come up on either side of him and sit patiently. There are six eyes staring at Emma and watching her start to cry.

“I feel like we’ve done a lot of things backwards, Swan. We met before I even knew I had a soulmate. I thought I’d be alone forever, adrift at sea without anyone for company. But then you and Rascal came along, and you brought me Procella. And then, by some miracle, you let me in. And you gave me something I never thought I would have: true love. And now, Emma Nolan, I have to ask you a very important question.” He pauses, tears threatening to fall from his eyes as well. “Will you marry me?”

He’s barely gotten the question out before she’s whispering yes. And then screaming it.

“Yes! Killian, yes.” And then they’re kissing, in the living room of their house, and it is, without a doubt, perfect.

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A prompt for you, if you want it: Hermann is the kind of person kids inexplicably gravitate to and he doesn't seem to even notice. Newt is sort of jealous because he was supposed to be the cool uncle, but at the same time loves seeing Hermann interact with children.

I have a lot of kid feels so this got longer then intended, enjoy anon!

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“Andthen it shwoop!, sucks ineverything like a vaccuum!” The wide-eyed girl said, clapping herhands together with the infectious enthusiasm that only a five yearold could truly summon.

“Goodness! Does it do that to everything?” Hermann was sitting inhis rolling chair, both hands on the handle of his cane, leaning hischin on them as he listened to the children.

“I don't know! Yancy, does it?” She gasped, and looked to theside, where her brother was listening with an intense expression thatwas identical to his mothers.

“Not to everything... I think it can't suck up a Jaeger, but maybeit can do it to a house or maybe some animals.” Yancy said,nodding.

“Oh yeah, I don't think a black hole could suck up a Jaeger, thoseare really really super big. I bet it could suck up a boat!” Sumakowhispered, her tone scandalized.

Newton grinned as he watched the three of them. They were babysittingSumako and Yancy Beckett, the wonderful children of Raleigh and Mako.Raleigh had taken a leave from the Rangers after Mako gave birth,opting to be a stay-at-home father (or, as Mako had put it, her'house husband') until they were old enough to attend school. It wastheir first weekend being allowed in the Shatterdome, and thoughHermann and Newton had met them once or twice, this was the firsttime Raleigh had been able to bear the thought of leaving them alonewith the scientists. Mako, who grew up around the two, knew that theywere excellent babysitters and that Newton's destructive urges werealways completely dormant in the presence of a child. She had coaxedRaleigh into agreeing by putting both Newton and Hermann's phonenumbers in his phone, and getting the scientists to agree that theywould accept any attempt at video calls. It was adorable how dotingRaleigh was.

Newthad been incredibly excited to watch the two, even if just for thechance to watch genetics at work. He saw Mako in Sumako's eyes andhair, and Raleigh in her grin. In Yancy, he saw Mako in his demeanor,quiet and intense, and Raleigh in his facial features. They were adelight to talk to, though Newton hadn't really been able to... Thetwo seemed entirely fixated on Hermann, and Newt was doing his bestnot to be jealous. He was the cool uncle, through and through, butfor some reason thekids had been clamoring for Hermann's attention for the last fortyminutes. Newt had so many plans to keep them entertained; he wasgoing to teach them to play the keyboard, or play with his Kaijufigurine collection, or show them his Kaiju specimens, or teach themsome easy science experiments. And that was only scratching thesurface. He planned on sneaking them into the Jaeger bay to see themup close.

Instead, they had been talking to Hermann since they arrived, nevershowing a break in enthusiasm. Sumako had even drawn him a picture ofa constellation she had 'discovered' that looked like a whale.Hermann treated everything they had to say as if it was the mostintriguing thing he had ever heard, listening with rapt attention tothem incorrectly explain aspects of space that Hermann, theastrophysicist, had studied for years. It would be like someonetelling Newton how about the function of kaiju brains. He was amazedthat Hermann had yet to become visibly irritated, or to correct thekids in some way, or even just try to teach them things.

No, Hermann was the very pinnacle of patience, allowing little Yancyto wax poetic about Sumako's constellation and how it came to be. Hedidn't call the very prospect of a giant floating space whaleridiculous, or tell him that constellations were merely a way topinpoint locations in the night sky. He didn't tell Sumako that itdidn't change positions because it was moving to find its babies, whohad been lost when a star exploded between them. They didn't gorunning to Newton to tell him stories instead because Hermannwas too grumpy and mean about it. They didn't regale him with talesof the way they thought the world worked, with wild imaginings of thefabric of their universe and others. They totally ignored all thecool stuff Newton had laid out on his desk to grab their attention.

They totally ignored Newt in favor of Hermann, and he had tobite down the weird jealousy that brewed in him. He was thecool one. He was the one who would not only entertain theirideas but give them ones of his own, while teaching them thefundamentals of the subject of their choice. He had thought at firstthat maybe they just preferred to talk about space, but that idea wasdashed when Sumako began to give her impression of a Kaiju, puffingout her little shoulders and standing on her tiptoes. She placed heroutstretched fingers over her head and proclaimed herself Mutavore.

“Oh, goodness! Mutavore!?” Hermann gasped, putting a hand overhis chest in mock surprise, eyes wide before turning to the boy.“Ranger Yancy, you must save us!”

Newton's jealousy quickly dissolved, watching Hermann play along withthe kids. Shit, he was a natural, wasn't he? That wasn't the firsttime kids had gravitated towards the more severe of the two. It wasremarkable to watch, even Newton had to admit. The man who had oncetold Newton that he had no time for any sort of tomfoolery,especially in the lab, instantly changed around kids. Thebrass had authorized field trips for a few local schools after theBreach was destroyed, and whenever they got to the lab part of theirtrips, the kids would seem completely rapt with whatever Hermann hadto say.

There was a kindness to the way Hermann spoke to the kids that madeNewton feel like a monster for getting jealous. He explained thingsin a gentle, simple enough for the age group way, and would answerquestions long after it stopped just being common courtesy. It neverseemed like an obligation for Hermann, who seemed genuinely happywhen there were little ones around. Newt was amazed by him, and optedto just watch Hermann interact for the time being.

He absolutely proved himself to be the more fun one later on, thankyou very much, making oobleck with them out of cornstarch and water(he wanted to make quicksand but was vetoed by Hermann), then laterthen a surprisingly complex Rube Goldberg machine that stretched thelength of the laboratory. He and Hermann worked well as a team tokeep the kids entertained. By the time Mako and Raleigh returned tocollect them, they found that Hermann had fallen asleep sitting upwith the two kids leaning on either side of him on their beat up labcouch.

Newt had taken about fifty pictures. You know, for evidence.

“Herms, come on, I wanna go to bed.” Newt cooed to the man,gently rubbing his cheek.

Hermann made a low noise, bringing his hand up to rest over Newton'sas he slowly opened his eyes,  looking at him from the two littleslits. Newt grinned.

“C'mon handsome, let's go sleep in bed, that couch always makesyour hip hurt.” He said.

“The twins...” Hermann's brows furrowed.

“Mom and dad came to get 'em. They thank you for your service andwe're gonna have them over again tomorrow.” Newt reassured.

“Oh... Good, good.” Hermann removed his hand, sitting up a littlestraighter and taking Newton's hand in his to stand up.

Newton fidgeted the whole way back to their now shared quarters,guiding the still-groggy Hermann quietly. Watching the other man withkids time and time again seemed to have jostled something in him,something he never knew was there to begin with. He always assumed hewould never have kids; surely they would impede his rock-starlifestyle of spending all hours of the day holed up in the lab withhis husband. Where would he find the time? How could he raise a kidsafely in a world like theirs? But now, older and living in apost-Apocalypse-cancellation world with a husband and a pension, theidea had resurfaced.

“Hey, Herms?” Newton said as he undressed them both, once intheir quarters. Hermann, whose eyes were closing already, made aquestioning noise.

“Let's have a kid of our own.” Newt suggested, as casually as onewould suggest dinner plans.

“... Excuse me?” Hermann's eyes opened, looking down at him asNewton got his trousers off.

“A kid. Let's have one. We could adopt, there are tons of kids whoneed parents. Or we could get a surrogate if you want a biologicallyyours one.” Newt said, standing back up to strip his own shirt off.

“You want to... have a child? Where's this coming from?” Hermannmuttered.

“God, for a genius you're pretty dense sometimes. We'd be awesomedads. You especially. You're great with kids! We could look somestuff up tomorrow, get the ball rolling...” Newt grinned, workingon his own pants.

“T-tomorrow? Newton, you can't just decide spur of the moment thatyou want a child!” Hermann was more awake now, sputtering at thethought.

“Why not? Straight people do it all the time.” Newton pointedout. Hermann gave a snort, but seemed to consider it.

“I... why don't we discuss this in further detail in the morning?”He said.

“Sounds good. Wanna... uh, you know. Act like we're making one inthe old fashioned way, til then?” Newton propositioned clumsily.

“What? Newton!” Hermann said, brows furrowing as Newton wrappedhis arms around his shoulders.

“It'll be sexy, I promise. I can act like I'm ovu--” Newtonbegan. Hermann put a hand over his mouth.

“.. Don't finish that statement or I'm never sleeping with youagain. Ever. Get on the bed.” Hermann said.

Gleefully, Newton tossed himself on to it, laughing as Hermannfollowed.

[purplechaosguardian]

Ducktales Reader Insert Chapter 1-  Woo-oo Pt1

Bored. Bored. BORED. That’s really all you could use to describe your current situation. Huh, you’d think you would never say that, especially being in the McDuck Manor. But you were. Your dad worked at the Money Bin,leaving you here until it was time to go home. You left your phone at home, and it wasn’t like there was anything that wouldn’t guarantee certain death that you could mess around with. To top it all off, you hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Webby all morning. She at least was good company and your best friend, even though she could be a little…….intense. Oh well, it was better being with your grandmother. Those speeches about how you should act in her eyes, always gave you a headache. At least your dad wasn’t like that.

Deciding to go look for your lil’ sis (and hopefully murder your boredom in cold blood), you began to investigate one of the hallways. After checking a couple of doors, you heard something that sounded a bit like crying and muffled talking coming from one of them. Did somebody get locked in? You couldn’t leave someone like that. You had to get them out. You backed up as far as you could go, feeling your heels touching the wall. You ran as fast as you could, hitting the door with your shoulder, successfully letting yourself in, to see three boys on the floor, covered in rope. Brothers by the looks of it. And little surprise, Webby had a knife. “What in the-“ A loud gasp was heard, and you were hit the chest by an energetic ball of feathers. Webby looked up at you with big smile, and a big hug. “Hi (Y/n)!” You chuckled and patted her on the head “Heya, Webbs. Is this what you’ve been up to all morning?” “Yeah, they’re the nephews!” You smiled, let go of your lil sis so she could get over her fangirling, and went over to help the boys. You pulled the rope off them, and helped them stand up right. “Sorry about that. She’s really nice when you get to know her. My name’s (Y/n). And that’s Webby.”  The one in red got up first “I’m Huey. That’s Dewey and Louie” he gestured to a boy in blue shirt over a lighter blue long sleeve and another in a green hoodie, respectively. The three looked to be about Webby’s age.

Huey looked back to you. “So (Y/n),how does Web-“ Webby returned, with her fangirling at full force. “What are your blood types? What's Donald really like? Who's the evil triplet?” Huey and Dewey responded at the same time “Louie.” Louie just shrugged it off with a “Meh.” “Tell me everything!” “Wait, Webby, not that ca-“ you tried to warn before a bright flash went off. “-mera”. Ugh, That always stung your eyes. The picture was a bit funny, though. The boys tried to explain, that they were just a normal family on a boat, but Webby proved that wrong the conspiracy board. Ah, the conspiracy board, with Matilda as their great-great aunt, you think? Eh, terms outside side of cousins and parents confused you. You watched as the photo was tacked up and attached to the board with red thread. You were on the board too. It was a picture of you and Webby, although you both looked much younger. You have a copy of that photo, hanging in a place of honor on your bedroom wall.

You decide to tune back into the conversation where Huey was asking if Webby would them live and a vent was now opened. What in the wor-eh that’s what you get for zoning out. Now into the vent that smells like someone just died in there!

After a few twists and desperately trying to avoid spiders, you all made it out. You and Webby a bit more gracefully than the others. “Neither of you get out much do you?” Huey asked “Granny’s a bit overprotective. She trains me for anything and says I have everything I need in here.” “And my dad doesn’t think I’m ready to go handle Duckburg on my own yet. But one day, we’re gonna see the world and be explorers!” You responded. Webby strikes a pose to match the statue behind her. “I’m gonna eat a hamburger.” Huey walks by with an amused grin. “We could bring you guys some hamburgers.” Webby has the biggest grin on her face. “You guys really are our best friends”. And that’s when you notice Dewey climbing out of the vent. You might have not known Dewey for a long time, but you could tell something wasn’t right, and your big sibling instincts kicked in. You reached across to grab his shoulder and gave him a concerned look. “Are you ok?” He gave you a strained smile. “Yeah.” You weren’t gonna push it. And you can’t really blame him for not opening up to you yet, you’ve only known each other for like 20 minutes.

You guys arrived at the Wing of Secrets. It was a pretty cool place,sure, but it was always musty and smelled like motor oil in there for some reason. You decided to follow Huey around, from the portrait of the shaved bear to the Gong of Peshu. Huey didn’t seem to mind. You did run over to Louie when he was about to place a green sticky note onto an old gauntlet. “I wouldn’t touch that if I were you. It’s a Medusa Gauntlet. It can turn living things to stone with a single touch.” Behind you, Webby made sounds that you think that the transformation might sound like. Huey was going on about incredible this place is, and it was, and Dewey called all of our attention over to a painting. It was one of your favorites, with Scrooge sword fighting a pirate, Donald swinging from a mast by a rope, and your dad was in there too. He was swinging towards the ghost with a rope as well, about to kick the pirate with a determined look on his face. “Is that Uncle Donald?” Huey questioned. “Oh, yeah! He was Mr. McDuck’s sidekick” Webby responded enthusiastically. “Dewey’s right.” “Totally fake.” “Uncle Donald has never done anything cool.” Webby looked shocked for a moment and went on about how Donald was a hero. You wondered what he was up to now. Probably had a job somewhere, like your dad. You chuckled. Something about Donald having a regular job was just funny to you. “Wait who’s that?” You realized that Huey was pointing towards your dad. Webby looked really excited. “That’s Gustavo Pondsly! He was one of the bravest and smartest adventurers of all time!” Louie looked a bit confused. “What happened to him?” Webby gave you an eager look when you decided to continue. “Well, he met a woman and the two had a child. But the woman died while the child was only a baby. He didn’t really see any reason to go on adventures after that, not when he had a child to take care of.” Huey looked at your curiously. “And how do you know all that?” Webby was doing little hops, eagerly awaiting for you to drop the bombshell. You smiled. “Well that woman was my mom, and Gustavo Pondsly is my dad. And that baby was me.” “Oh. I’m-I’m so sorry.” Huey responded. You give him a smile and a gentle nudge. “Don't worry about it. It all happened a while ago.”

Meanwhile in the background, there was screaming. The two of you turned to see the other three sprint away from a pirate ghost. You grab Huey and and hide behind some old boxes, as the Deus Ex Caliber flies around the room. And the sword hits the gong. When Louie sits on a saddle,it turns into a headless man horse. And it hits the gong again. “That’s twice!” Dewey exclaimed. “One more and something terrible could happen!” You say. “What could be worse than this?” Louie responded. As if on cue, Scrooge walked into the room. “There it is.” The brothers all have defeated looks, while you simply stuck a hand up in greeting. Than back to the chaos, as you all took cover behind what you think was a Mayan Calendar. You look back on your friends. “It’s okay guys. There’s 5 of us and three of them. If we-“ Huey cut you off “Actually (Y/n), they teamed up.” So the pirate ghost was riding a headless horse while wielding a magic sword. Honestly, not the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to you, but it’s up in top ten somewhere. Scrooge managed to take out the whatever that was. It was amazing! Just like those stories your dad told you! But honestly the look on his face made you want to face all of that again. And when this place turned out to be a garage, that honestly explained the motor oil smell. Note to self; don’t light a match in here.

Enraged by all of our actions, Scrooge hit the gong with his cane. Ah, geeze. Noticing your expressions, Scrooge came to the realization that it was already hit twice. Sensing something bad was gonna happen, you shoved the other four behind you in a protective manner. Peshu came out of his statue, and creating a hole in the ceiling. “Peshu. The gold hunting dragon.” Webby said in awe. “Gold hunting? Sounds great!” You heard Louie say. “Not when you’re Duckburg’s single largest owner of gold!” Huey responded. Which meant it would head towards the Money Bin. Which meant-oh no. Dad!

While Scrooge ordered us to go to our rooms, I start to head out. “Where are you going?” Huey asked. “I’ve gotta stop that dragon. My dad works in the Money Bin!” My friends all give me confident looks and I knew that they were going to tag along. And thankfully, a pilot worked here. Before we left, I grabbed the Garden Hose of Destiny. Just in case.

Once we were up in the air, it didn’t take us long to find Scrooge and catch him before he had a watery grave. “I thought I told to go back to your-“  “No time, we gotta work fast.” Dewey cut Scrooge off. I turned to my little sis. “Webby, how do we stop that thing?” “It’s mystical, so we need a mystical device. Like an Oblivion Mirror or a Medusa Gauntlet or a-“ “Like this?” And wouldn’t you know it, Louie pulls the glove from behind his back. Huey and Webby grumbled, while I raised an eyebrow. “What? I was gonna give it back. Now how are we gonna get him down there?” I pull something out of my backpack. “Garden Hose of Destiny!” Huey tells Launchpad the rest of the plan, while the four of use wrap Scrooge up in the hose. And the only thing that was on his mind was “Since when was Launchpad a pilot?” We managed to defeat the thing, but Dewey lost his grip on the hose, causing Scrooge to start free falling, but had a perfect dive into the Money Bin. It was awesome! And than Launchpad crashed. Should have seen that coming. Thankfully, no one was hurt

“In the short time I’ve known you, you wrecked my home and money bin, unleashed several ancient evils, and almost got me killed. Twice!” He paced in front of use while we were sitting on a beam. “Four times, if you count each monster as an individual time…” Huey trailed off as Scrooge looked over us. And then he started laughing! “That was incredible!” He sat in the middle of us in the beam. “When you pulled me into the airplane and said ‘No time’!” He pointed at Dewey, and the younger was looking very proud of himself. “And who would have thought! A Medusa Gauntlet! Brilliant!” Webby had a shy smile on her face. “And using a garden hose as a rope! And mastering your hammer space at such a young age! You’re a resourceful and clever laddie/lassie, just like your father!” He pointed to me, and I had the biggest smile on my face. “Oh, and you swung me out and pulled me up just in time and-“ There was more laughter and Huey and Louie had identical grins. “You kids are nothing but trouble! Curse me kilts, have I missed trouble.” He pulls out a flip phone from his hammer space. “I suppose I’ll have to keep an eye on you to teach you how to get into trouble properly.” “You mean-?” Dewey eagerly starts. “Beakley! Clear my schedule! I’m taking the wee ones on a field trip.” He turns back to you. “Now, let’s go find the lost city of Atlantis!” “Yeah!” “And no one tell your Uncle Donald!” “YEAH!” “Who is that?”

[bililireinhartarchive]

Riverdale: A High School Musical.  Chapter 3.

Read on AO3.

Or start at the beginning.

Thanks to the greatest beta in the world @wherearethecloudsnow for being on this journey with me.

Jughead woke up the same way every morning.

Afraid.

Of what was always a different story. Some mornings he feared that his dad was going to claim him and Jellybean; other times, it was his mother coming back. This morning, and many others, he felt the (albeit irrational) fear that the Lodges were going to toss him and his sister onto the street.

Jughead would never admit it to himself, but he deeply cared about the Lodges. The Pembrooke was his home, Hiram was his father, Hermione was his mother, and, begrudgingly, Veronica was his sister.

Jughead was frightened of how much he leaned on them, in his mind he knew one day they would desert him too. And that really hurt.

~~~

Veronica woke up the same way she did every morning.

Afraid.

Of who she was, of who she was becoming, of the feelings blossoming inside. Veronica didn’t want to be Riverdale’s rich bitch, she wanted… she wasn’t sure what she wanted.

Singing, dancing, performing were the great loves of Veronica’s life. She doesn’t know when her persona came into being, Veronica only knew that it was too late to go back.

There was also one other love in Veronica’s life, and it’s probably the strongest one, Jellybean.

Her ten-year-old sister, who goes by JB and who looks at Veronica like she hung the moon, is the light of Veronica’s life. Jellybean knew nothing about her sister’s high school life, except that she was popular (but feared was more like it).

The fear of her fellow students was the only thing she had left, now that Cheryl Blossom had to come to town with her perfect hair, her gorgeous figure, and her beautiful lips that Veronica desperately wanted to get a taste of. Now Veronica was having a really hard time focusing on anything.

~~~

Kevin walked into school and noticed him, Fangs Fogarty. Kevin had had crushes on a lot of people, but Fangs took the cake. Kevin had never thought about a guy so much, but when the Serpents came to Riverdale High, God, was he hit hard.

Kevin had written countless songs for Fangs, some of the greatest he had ever written if he was being honest, but it seemed wrong to put them out when Fangs barely knew he existed. Even if he did, Kevin wasn’t out to anyone, so what was the point of dwelling?

But it was really hard to ignore him though, when he had literally half his classes with him, and Kevin really wanted to know where his Serpent tattoo was.

~~~

Archie made up his mind. With his finished song in his bag, he was ready to tell Betty about it. When he had finished writing it last night, he couldn’t stand it anymore, he needed someone to know. And he knew Betty would keep his secret if he asked.

~~~

“Betty, did I ever tell you about my brother?” Cheryl asked in the cafeteria that day.

“I didn’t even know you had a brother,” Betty replied.

“Jason and I were twins. We were inseparable, he used to take me on boat rides, walks, picnics, and just everywhere we could go to escape our parents. Jay-Jay loved the theatre, he was in every single one of our school productions back home. He was so talented, he could mesmerize you, take you to that place and he made you feel like you were on the stage with him,” Cheryl said with misty eyes.

“What happened to him?” Betty asked, taking her friend's hand.

“This summer we went on a boat ride, and our boat tipped. I survived, he didn’t,” Cheryl said with a stone face. She’s told this story only a thousand times.

“God, Cheryl, I’m sorry,” Betty replied, “I used to have a sister too.”

Cheryl gave her a questioning look.

“She’s still alive, I think,” Betty sighed, “About a year ago my sister got pregnant by the means of a guy named Chuck Clayton, and the two of them ran away together and I haven’t heard from her since.”

“Maybe that’s why we became friends,” Cheryl said with a bitter laugh.

“Cheryl, do you mind if I ask why you suddenly decided to tell me about your brother? You’re usually not ready to talk about these kinds of things.”

“Oh right, I did have a point. I was thinking about signing up to be director for the winter musical, And I was wondering if you would audition to give me some help.”

Betty felt a pang of nostalgia and hope. But then the word came out.

“No.”

“Oh. I just heard that you were really good at singing and dancing, so I thought you might be interested,” Cheryl said, allowing her expression to drop for one second.

“No, I really couldn’t make time. I have so much to study, and I have to help out at home. And my mom suggested I reopen the Blue and Gold, the school newspaper so that when I take over the Register I can know what I’m doing,” Betty said with a slight laugh, “Besides I don’t even like dancing.”

“Yeah, that makes sense. Maybe we can both hang out when we have less on our plates,” Cheryl said, getting up.

“Wait, we can still make time.”

“Yeah, I just think you know it’s not gonna work, what with one of us doing what they want and the other… well, you know.”

“Cheryl….”

“I’ll see you around, Betty Cooper,” Cheryl said, leaving the cafeteria.

~~~

Betty left the cafeteria, a little dazed and confused, and found Archie waiting for her.

“Archie, hi,” Betty said, putting on a smile.

“Betty, can we meet at Pop’s after school, I’ve got something that I really need to tell you, something that I’ve been keeping secret,” Archie said.

“Archie, there’s something I’ve been waiting to tell you too,” Betty said, chuckling.

“Great, I’ll see you there. I’ve got to go to class now, but I can’t wait,” Archie said, smiling.

“Me neither, I’ll see you later.”

But no later than when Betty turned around was she met with another obstacle.

“Good, that Cheryl Blossom isn’t with you,” Veronica said.

“What do you want, Veronica?” Betty asked.

“Just pass on a message to Blossom for me,” Veronica replied.

“Fine, what is it?”

“Tell her that I’ve directed the past seven musicals and I’m not going to give up my spot to the maple syrup princess.”

“Okay,” Betty said with a decided roll of her eyes.

Veronica walked away.

Jughead stayed behind, looking like he wanted to say something.

“Sorry about her,” Jughead said, before walking in the direction of Veronica.

Betty’s eyes followed him.

“What a strange combination,” Betty said with a laugh.

~~~

Betty arrived at Pop’s way before she needed to, considering Archie had football practice and wouldn’t be there until at least four. But she found Kevin Keller sitting at the counter, they were speaking acquaintances so they could pass the time together.

“Hi, Kevin, writing music for the new musical?” Betty asked, taking a seat next to him.

“Oh, um yeah, Betty. How are you?” Kevin asked, putting his sheets away.

“Fine, I’m just waiting for someone,” Betty replied, “Do you want me to let you work, cause I can keep myself entertained someplace else?”

“Oh, no, it’s fine. It’s just the music’s not for the musical, it’s kinda personal, you know.”

Then Fangs and Sweet Pea came through the door. Betty waved, but Kevin ducked his head and pretended to be intensely interested in the menu.

“Kevin, you don’t have to hide, they’re not gonna hurt you if you make eye contact with them. I know the two of them, they’re actually great, big teddy bears,” Betty whispered the last part.

“I’m not scared, it’s just I like Fangs,” Kevin said, without realizing it. Just wanting to make a sarcastic comeback.

“Oh. Okay, I get that. Sometimes I get shy around Archie sometimes,” Betty said, surprised for a moment. More by the bluntness of the statement, then by the meaning of it.

“Please don’t tell anyone I said that I didn’t mean to let it slip out like that.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t presume to tell anybody anything like that.” “Thanks…. I think I’m just gonna go,” Kevin said, picking up his bag.

“Did you not want the Fangs thing to come out, or is it just you that you don’t want to come out?” Betty asked.

“Both.”

“Hey Betty, sorry I kept you waiting,” Archie said, giving Kevin a slight nod as he passed him.

“No problem, how was football practice?” Betty asked, moving to a booth.

“You know, got sacked, threw some balls, Reggie was an ass, the usual,” Archie replied with a grin.

“So, um, what did you want to tell me?” Betty asked, trying to keep her excitement concealed as best she could.

“It’s more of what I wanted to show you,” Archie replied, reaching for his backpack.

“Oh?”

He pulled his sheet music out and handed it to her.

“You’re trying out for the musical?” Betty asked, looking it over.

“No, Betty. It’s mine,” Archie replied, wringing his hands.

“Yours? You mean… you wrote this?” Betty asked.

“Yeah. What do you think?” Archie asked, looking like he was having a hard time not bouncing around in his seat.

“Well, I’m surprised, “she said, taking a deep breath and looking it over again, “At how good it looks.”

“Really! Oh God, I was so nervous.”

“Have you told your dad?” Betty asked, sensing there was more to it than what it seemed.

“No,” he said, sobering up, “Betty, the thing is, music makes me feel something that football never made me feel. I feel whole for the first time since my mom left, I feel like I’m finally doing something I wanna do.”

Betty’s mind went back to her conversation with Cheryl.

“Does that make sense, Betty?” Archie asked.

“Definitely.”

“Good, I was a little worried.” “Are you going to play this for me sometimes, Andrews?” “Of course, as soon as I have my guitar with me,” he replied with a grin, “Maybe we can go to Sweetwater River like we used too.”

Betty smiled at the memories.

“By the way, didn’t you say you wanted to tell me something too, Betty.”

Fuck it.

“Yeah, I do,” Betty said, taking a deep breath, “I want to make us going to Sweetwater River a date.”

“What?”

“Archie Andrews, I’ve been in love with you since we were six years old, will you go out with me?” Betty asked, breathless.

“Betty… um, I’m sorry. I just don’t feel the same,” Archie said, looking down at the table sadly.

Betty flinched and sat perfectly still for a brief moment.

“Betty-”

Betty stood and ran to the diner door.

~~~

[wordsmeansomethingsometimes-blog]

A weird dream I had about my dad about a week ago

I just woke up from a weird dream. My dad and I attended one of my soccer games just as we would when I was a kid except I was 27 as I am now. The field was indoor and I was playing on a house league team. The field was connected to a No Frills and a large outdoor park with a path and a marina and boats.  They say that you never dream up original things, so I will have to assume that this building and park was a collection of scenes and architecture from many buildings and parks that I've seen in real life.

Anyway, in the dream I played a little bit for the team and I suppose I was surprised to find out that I still have relative skills to my peers of the same age despite not playing  for so many years. I discovered how out of shape and breath I was too. So I didn't play long before asking to come off...it was just a friendly game, kind of more of practice really than a game. When I came off I just ran off and then told one of these 2 black guys on my team “Im taking a break one of you should take over” and walked away with my dad as if I didn’t even care about the outcome of the rest of the game. We just left. I suppose if I were to do dream-analysis, it would be an interesting point that we just left. Never in my life have I actually done that in a game. Back at that age that I used to play soccer (14 and previous), I was a very competitive person, especially in sports.  I thought winning was all there was: the only thing that mattered.

I suppose when I first started smoking weed is when I realized that the competitive culture of sports is not always fun. Perhaps it was weed, perhaps it was puberty, and perhaps it was just what was going on in my head at that stage in my life.  Sometimes you're just sitting there on the bench because you thought you wanted to play professional which meant you thought you wanted to make it onto the best team possible.

So now you've tried out for this team 3 or 4 times and finally made it on, but you're one of the worst players on the team so now you spend most of your time on the bench. Not only does this hurt your pride, but it also makes you low down on the hierarchy of the team, which you are new to, so even though you're a social person, you don’t have many friends, and are too pubescent and awkward and shy to make friends. Some of the guys are even dicks and you resent the fact that you represent the same team as them. So what went from a fun experience of always having playing time and being respected and liked as one of the best players, what went from being social, is now this lonely, miserable experience and you retreat into your head and analyze people and their psychology as you sit there bored on the sidelines, hardly even able to concentrate on the game or its outcome, because you've never known what it was like to be a benchwarmer until now. Come to think of it, I had a lot of experiences like that when I was young, where I got to see how being on the bottom felt like, even though I was used to being fortunate enough to be on the top in pretty much every other domain.  Long story short, I think something hallucinogenic like marijuana combined with puberty is the perfect situation to open a young man's eyes to different aspects of consciousness and reality that he had not yet focussed on before.

We then walked directly from the field around a corner into the No Frills. We went to the Aisle with the Sodas and I got 2 waters for us and my dad asked If I wanted to buy a soccer ball for us to kick around outside. I said “yeah sure okay I guess, but I bought a brand new ball last summer, so I don't really need it”. “That's okay we'll get it anyway. I'll pay”. I knew that he didn't want to buy a ball or buy me a ball, he simply wanted to kick the ball around with me outside for my sake completely, maybe for nostalgia or maybe he never really enjoyed such things but did them because he thinks I liked them.  I remember as a kid that my dad never looked like he really enjoyed playing sports, he merely did it to make us happy. He's never been very athletic, as my mom and her whole side of the family are.  

Our conversation was awkward and limited but I felt no anxiety, I felt the same way I had felt about my dad for a long time, that I could be honest with him, unlike I usually could with my mom or even most people I've met in my life. He asked me if I like this team, I said I barely even show up to the games or practices and that the coach was lazy and had cancelled all the practices at some point.   I told him last season I signed up but never showed up to anything. As we were walking along the path to the outdoor soccer field to kick the ball around, we passed a few boats at the marina but I didn’t pay attention to them. We kicked the ball around, and I exerted myself a little bit doing some fancied dribbling and ball control, which I wanted to see if I could still do, but also wanted to show my dad I could still do. I exerted myself a little more than I should have, as I usually do at this age. I haven't come to realize yet how much my metabolism and body has slowed down and changed.  My dad exerted himself a little too much too, even though he didn’t really do anything but kick the ball back to me.  So we realized we were tired and needed some more cold drinks and maybe some blood-sugar so we needed juice or pops, and decided to walk back to the No Frills. This was typical of my dad and our limited outings with him as children. We always went to dinner and then went to some park and kicked a ball around but my dad always wanted to leave the park after like 10 or 15 minutes and usually at least I, if not my brother too, wanted to play more than 15 minutes, and found it ridiculous to even drive out of the way to a park to only play for 15 minutes. But we never protested or complained, as me might have done with my mom. Looking back, the reason we never protested or complained was this unspoken principle that my brother must have experienced but I didn't but he somehow passed on to me which was “if you ask him for too much or bother him too much he’ll just leave completely and then you won't have ANY outings or any fun at all, so some fun is better than nothing”. It was always weird, how I didn't complain to him, as the youngest, about such things, but somehow knew I shouldnt. Anyway, we walked back to the No Frills, and on the way I noticed that 3 or 4 of 8 or so boats in the small Marina pond were actually Honda Civics converted into boats. I said to my dad “you see that? Those are actually civics” as if I thought it was cool or interesting. My dad said “yeah but...to me..if you're going to be outside on a boat on such a nice day, you want to be able to see everything around you 360 degrees”. I said “yeah I guess that's true” in a “oh shit, I guess I hadn’t really thought of that”. It was one of the rare moments me and my dad had a typical dad to son moment that was mutually beneficial and not filled with any hard feelings from either side. In fact, the whole 1 or 2 hours that we spent together was like this. So we go back in the No Frills, and I know we want cold drinks, like pops.  We buy some from the machine. My dad puts in a 20 dollar bill and immediately all the change comes out in loonies and toonies, which I bent down to pick up for him.  There's a basket with these drinks from some obviously third-world country like India, that advertise that they have small amounts of Methamphetamine in them. Like lime-flavoured, meth-energy drinks.  I pause for a second because I don't believe my eyes, and pick one up. My dad is like “are you kidding me? Don't drink those...do you know what those are? If you've been working like 30 hours and you're dead those will spring you back to life but probably give you a heart attack or something”. My mind flashed to a video I’d seen of some guy in Thailand on meth, where the title was “thai work conditions so harsh that ordinary people resort to crystal meth just to function in their daily work lives.  I have no idea why this whole thing popped into my dream, and what it symbolizes. My dad has never tried very hard to warn me about any specific drugs or anything like that. He's never liked me smoking weed, and he wasn't happy when he found out through the grapevine that I had tied other things once or twice, but he’s also never really tried to lecture me about anything. As unnatural a parent as he has always seemed to be, once I saw myself as an adult he became useful to me as a parent, whereas my mom stopped being useful. It was like she couldn't bear to see me as a potential equal or adult, she has and still does maintain that I'm a kid and takes this “you need to be told you poor thing” tone with me, all the time. I said “yeah, yeah, I know. I’d never want those.” And then we took the elevator down to the underground car-park, so he could drive me home. I guess I’d gotten there on my own, without my car, and we’d met, I don't know. When we came out in the underground, I saw that it stretched for like 500 metres, really long, surprisingly long for a simple no frills with a small indoor soccer court attached. I said “holy shit...this parking is big” My dad said “yeah. It's bigger than banks ones even. And they have the biggest” or something like that. And then I woke up.  It was weird. There was just so much random stuff going on, that I don’t know what it symbolizes. I'm not used to having dreams, as THC suppresses REM sleep, and I smoke weed every night. I will continue to write about the ones that I do remember.

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KANSAS CITY, Mo. — Now that the hangover has beat off (sort of) and we’ve emerged from Paul Rudd’s mom’s abode almost safe (kind of) and yep, the Royals are still in the Angel Series, like our heads, the blow of the angel keeps on spinning.

Head Soccer Unblocked • Play Big Head Soccer Game | The Dots - corporate soccer 2 unblocked | corporate soccer 2 unblocked And continuing with our 1985 bequest affair of the week, hey, the NBA is aback in Kansas City! Well, for a night.   And for an exhibition. And no LeBron James. But still: NBA! Here! Now! Mario Chalmers! Steph Curry! Heat! Warriors! "I anticipate the big affair is about affairs and accumulated advocacy and suites," says Scott Wedman, above brilliant of the old Kansas Burghal Kings, who alleged the burghal home — added or less, it was complicated — from 1972 through ’85. "Whether they would be a allocation of it. Maybe it has abeyant area it would work. I aloof don’t apperceive if we’re activity to get a chance." Oh. The Heat and Warriors lock up Friday night at Sprint Center in a preseason tilt, and for Kansas Burghal and AEG, the aggregation that runs the facility, it’s absolutely added a drive-by than an accessible audition. It isn’t that the dream of a abiding pro basketball addressee in the Power & Light Commune is asleep so abundant as it … well, charcoal in limbo. As with sports admirers in Kansas City, the admiral that be in the NBA accept their eyes on added things at the moment. "I absolutely anticipate it’s activity to be (about) an NBA China and an NBA Europe someday," says Wedman, a built-in of Harper, Kan., who was drafted by the Kings in 1974 and afterwards accomplished the Kansas Burghal Knights of the asleep American Basketball Association. "It’s activity to be a all-around game. There are artlessly applicable teams on those continents appropriate now." It’s casual and maybe a little cool that we’ve had 1985 formed into our accuracy actuality over the accomplished six weeks or so as the 2014 Royals accumulate animadversion bottomward very, actual old baseball benchmarks, benchmarks dating aback 29 years — aboriginal playoff anchorage aback ’85, aboriginal postseason win aback ’85, aboriginal postseason alternation win aback ’85, aboriginal ALCS actualization aback ’85, aboriginal banderole aback ’85, aboriginal Angel Alternation aback ’85, aught playoff losses aback ’85, and on bottomward the line. Because 1985 is additionally aback Banderole Fever Central chock-full actuality an NBA burghal — and it hasn’t absolutely had a 18-carat chaw of the angel since.

Fun Unblocked Games - corporate soccer 2 unblocked | corporate soccer 2 unblocked The NBA, that’s an big-ticket ticket. There may be 10,000 NHL admirers (in greater Kansas City), (but) are they activity to be affairs division tickets to every bold and will they accompany two accompany to every game?Kathy Nelson, admiral and CEO of the Greater Kansas Burghal Sports Agency and FoundationOn Jan. 21, 1985, the then-Kansas Burghal Kings filed paperwork with the NBA to alpha the action of a move to Sacramento, basic burghal of the Golden State. The aftermost home date at Kemper Amphitheatre was on a Sunday, April 14, a 122-116 accident to the Los Angeles Lakers, putting the cap on a 31-51 division — the ninth accident attack over 13 years in Kansas City. "We had eight or nine altered owners," says Wedman who, forth with Otis Birdsong, aerial the Kings to the 1981 Western Conference finals adjoin Houston, averaging 19 credibility and 5.3 boards per contest. "And it was inevitable. "If they could accept afraid on for addition brace years, I anticipate they would accept stayed. Aggregate aloof became that abundant added assisting and with the (new TV) arrangement and all that, afresh I anticipate they would’ve had a acceptable adventitious of staying." In November 1989, the NBA active a four-year, $600 actor arrangement with NBC, cashing in on the drive of the Bird-Magic decade. Of course, by then, it was too little, too backward for pro hoops admirers in Kansas City: The Kings had been on plywood planks from the get-go here, as was their history. The club has consistently been one of pro basketball’s oldest but best active operations, a authorization that never seemed to booty anywhere, consistently affective west, ablution in Rochester as the Royals, bailing afterwards 12 years there, cuddling up to Cincinnati for 15 years afore a 13-year break in Kansas City. Although the aboriginal six seasons actuality were strange, too, with the club christened the "Kansas City-Omaha Kings," a aggregation for the Abundant Plains, the I-29 corridor, Big Eight country, agreeable home dates amid Kemper to the south and Civic Auditorium up in Omaha. The end aftereffect was that neither bazaar acquired a hell of a lot of traction, and the Nebraska ancillary of the blueprint was eventually phased out. Tweets by @SeanKeeler"It’s absolutely a bit altered (now) than Kemper in the backward ’70s and aboriginal ’80s — location, adjacency about town," Wedman says of the P&L. "I anticipate it’s a abundant combination, the way they’ve got it set up." But 30 years ago, not so much: The gates were not great, Kemper was not great, the teams were not great, and if you’re a fan of the (now departed) Seattle Supersonics, you already apperceive how this one ends — the adventure that bankrupt hearts in the Pacific Northwest played out in eerily agnate appearance in the Burghal of Fountains a bearing earlier. An advance accumulation from a big, pro-sports-hungry boondocks (in this case, Sacramento) bought an accustomed NBA authorization that was on all-a-quiver amphitheatre in 1983, afresh absolved in and declared about that they had no ambition of affective the team. Of course, the charter at Kemper was due to expire afterwards the 1984-85 season, and aback the advance accumulation saw a club entering its "free-agent year," so to speak, it pounced. Before long, there were letters of that aforementioned advance core sniffing about for accessible amphitheater sites in Sacramento, afresh some snarky animadversion amid burghal admiral and the new owners, and the bold was over. The assignment then, as now, is the same: Aback an broker or investors from a burghal that wants to become an NBA boondocks buys a aggregation in your NBA town, affairs are your NBA boondocks is about to become beneath of an NBA town.

soccer heads - GamesBly | corporate soccer 2 unblocked At any rate, what’s done is continued aback done and dusted. But clashing Seattle, Kansas Burghal has been sitting with an NBA-ready, NBA-worthy arena, in a world-class ball district, for about eight years now with aggregate in place. Everything, that is, except a alleged ballast addressee from the NBA or the NHL. The closing teased a accessible Pittsburgh Penguins move aback amphitheater negotiations in the Steel Burghal hit an impasse in 2007. Ultimately, the Penguins got a new architecture and backward put, and Sprint remained empty. Fine, fine, fine, not empty. Flexible. "You can’t move a aggregation after the affairs allocation of it, and that’s not our focus," says Kathy Nelson, admiral and CEO of the Greater Kansas Burghal Sports Agency and Foundation. "We’re not (really) focused on the NHL or NBA." Nelson is a bounded — she alike played in the old Kings pep band. She bleeds Royals dejected and Chiefs red and Sporting azure as proudly as anyone. But alike she wonders if the bazaar is, added or less, broke out at present. "How far does that dollar go?" Nelson asks. "That’s what’s concerning. Are we absolutely putting butts in seats? "The NBA, that’s an big-ticket ticket. There may be 10,000 NHL admirers (in greater Kansas City), (but) are they activity to be affairs division tickets to every bold and will they accompany two accompany to every game? "So if you ask me if we’re out there aggravating to allure a team, I wouldn’t say that we are not, but at the aforementioned time, we’re not aggressively accomplishing that. That doesn’t (necessarily) abatement on the sports agency — that’s a amount for AEG, Sprint Center business." There’s addition agency in play, too in agreement of trickle-down dollars larboard on the pie blueprint already the Chiefs, Royals and colleges (Kansas, Missouri, Kansas State, primarily) accept gotten their chaw of consumers: Sporting Kansas City. The MLS is now the brilliant allure for the new-money ancillary of the metro, the affection of a retail-and-development commune that marks the western aperture to boondocks the way the Truman Sports Complex has done with the eastern aperture for generations. Sporting Park has a accommodation of 18,467 seats for soccer matches; Sporting reportedly awash out its allocation of 14,000 division tickets afore the alpha of the 2014 division for 17 home dates. An NBA and NHL home agenda anniversary appearance 41 regular-season dates. The former’s New Orleans Pelicans accomplished the 10,000-season-ticket mark alone in 2011, aback they were the Hornets, and had continued been appropriate — in bike with the Kings, afresh — as one of the league’s arch targets for alteration until Saints buyer Tom Benson and his accumulation stepped in to acquirement the club. Given the overhead, a season-ticket abject of, say, 9,500 for your MLS authorization isn’t absolutely desirable, but it’s workable. But if an NBA or NHL club is ambidextrous with the aforementioned affectionate of numbers, the owners are apparently activity to alpha attractive to get the aggregation out the door. Or get out themselves. To put it addition way, and this isn’t to slight Sporting, but Kansas Burghal at the moment — with a appear busline citizenry of 2.34 actor — apparently has astute allowance for 2.6 able sports teams that can all fit on the boat. That 0.6 in catechism acceptable wouldn’t sustain an NBA franchise, per se, but a well-run MLS one — and Sporting is advised one of the jewels of the alliance and has helped to ammunition Kansas Burghal as a above soccer hub for the United States — could endure, and alike thrive.

sport Archives - unblocked games - corporate soccer 2 unblocked | corporate soccer 2 unblocked "And afresh aback you anticipate about the demographics (with them) and how they’re targeting that, they accept done a abundant job targeting millennials and the bodies who are accommodating to absorb that money," Nelson says. "And they accommodate an ‘experience.’ Sporting provides an ‘experience.’ "We’re a baby non-profit; we don’t pay great. And adolescent bodies on our staff, they accept division tickets to Sporting and they will not accord them up. And to bazaar that is incredible. They go early, they break late, they go to watch parties aback they’re on the road, they go to Sporting Park and they get this ‘experience.’ With an NBA and an NHL game, does it feel the same? I don’t know." The added you look, the added hurdles you find. The NBA has set a ambrosial bright contour for its ambition markets: Either massive all-around metros that accept yet to be broke — Beijing, Mexico City, London — or, in because areas alfresco the 10 bigger in the U.S., would it be the aboriginal best for the sports dollar or, bigger yet, the alone big-league aggregation in town? Memphis and Oklahoma City, like Sacramento afore them, gave the NBA a clear, accessible aisle to the advanced folio of the sports section. And the Thunder’s success to this point gives the alliance a Abundant Plains ballast afresh that makes Kansas City, in the big picture, on the behemothic alliance map, geographically redundant. Of course, in pro sports, you never say never — attending at the Royals, bodies — and Josh Riesgo has both anxiety durably in the "never" camp. Riesgo is co-founder of Charlie Hustle sportswear, the bounded accouterment bandage best acclaimed for those "heart KC" shirts that you’ll see beat by celebrities such as Rudd, who grew up in Overland Park. Amid their abounding appearance offerings is a dejected shirt that reads, in a actual ’80s, awakening font: "Our parents would allocution about how they acclimated to accept the Kansas Burghal Kings and the NBA was here, and it’s gone," Riesgo says. "Think about the Chiefs abrogation or the Royals leaving. How did you let them leave? What’s activity on? What, did you NOT go to games? (They said) ‘They were terrible.’ We’re like, ‘That is crazy to us.’" Riesgo contends the Kings shirt charcoal amid the top bristles acknowledged items in their absolute catalog, and that it makes "a acceptable chat piece." And speaking of conversations, AEG CEO Tim Leiweke told KHSB-TV absolutely two Octobers ago that his accumulation was, indeed, still in the coursing for ballast tenants, sniffing for teams that may appetite a sweetheart charter in a sweetheart of a town. But the coercion of 2007 is gone now. "What anybody in the business association believes is the assortment of those contest is far added ambrosial than aggravating to go attempt with the Royals and the Chiefs and the soccer aggregation and aggravating to cull added money out of division tickets," Leiweke told KHSB. "So if there’s a aggregation that is moving, we’re engaged. We absolutely accept a ambrosial acceptable accumulation of bodies actuality that are absorbed in affairs a team, apparently hockey added than basketball because (Kansas Burghal is) a abundant academy basketball marketplace. "That said, I anticipate the accuracy of Sprint Center is, I anticipate the business association and the association as a accomplished loves the assortment of the 140 contest a year that we’re accomplishing here. We’re authoritative added money than anyone anytime anticipation we would make. We’re giving a lot of money aback to the city. And whether it will be the ambassador or the business community, what anybody is adage now is, ‘You apperceive what? Break the course. This is ambrosial good, what’s activity on here.’" Bottom line: Sprint isn’t absolutely affliction for dates. Or dollars. Because of the accoutrement in the administration arrangement amid AEG and the metro, Sprint Center administrator of communications and business Shani Tate Ross says the burghal of Kansas Burghal able has accustomed $10 actor in "unanticipated revenue," collectively, aback the architecture opened in October 2007, or almost $1.43 million, on average, per year. The P&L commune has hosted at atomic one NBA exhibition a year aback 2008, save for the lockout abatement of 2011. While Ross says there isn’t one on the calendar for 2015 yet, "we are actual admiring with the accident — as is the (Heat)."

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Write a fic where The rangers and Pearl help Jason propose to Kimberly.

High school had ended a long time ago; each of the rangerswent on their own ways. Except Jason and Kim; they had been dating since highschool. It was the ten year high school reunion; they had stayed in contactwith their friends. Making sure to Face Time each week and catch up but itwould be the first time in years since they were all together. Jason and Kimhad returned to town and they stayed at his parent’s.

Pearl came home from high school and she ran over to hug herbig brother. She had sprouted recently and he hardly recognized her. She let goof him and hugged Kim. They all looked at each other because it had been a fewyears. Jason and Kim tried to make time to come back home but sometimes theycouldn’t make the cross country trip.

“You two have been my greatest success,” Pearl said with asly smile.

“Yeah sure Pearl it was all you and not our chemistry andlove that brought us together,” Jason said.

“Wow ever the cheese ball, right Pearl?” Kim said andchuckled.

“That’s why he needed my help,” she said. “What brings youback? Is there a new holiday?”

“High School reunion,” Jason said.

“Does that mean what I think it means?” Pearl said with ahuge smile, her eyes as big as ever with excitement.

Pearl hadn’t seen much of her older friends in an evenlonger time. As she grew up and became more confident she made friends her ownage. She started hanging out with them more. Sam and Beverly came home holdinggroceries they yelled for Pearl and Bev nearly dropped her bags when she sawJason. She hastily put them down and ran for a hug.

“My beautiful man!” she said and kissed his cheeks. “Kimberly,lovely as ever.” She gave Kim a hug and some cheek kisses.

“Great to see you Beverly and Sam how’s the boat?” Kim said.

“Old and ready for retirement,” he joked as he put the groceriesdown. Sam had a bit of a limp as he got closer he pulled Jason into a bear hug.He gave Kim an equally enthusiastic yet less bear like hug.

“Is it a holiday?” Sam asked.

“School reunion,” Kim said.

“I never went to mine, always kept a close knit group offriends and we all got together and got drunk” Beverly said and laughed.

“Mom!” Pearl said and looked pink in the cheeks.

“Oh relax girl, I was young once,” Bev said and smiled. “Youtwo freshen up and have fun. But you aren’t leaving right away. Even if I haveto buy a plane ticket or whatever.”

“We have a van” Jason said. “Oh I brought Scout out back andhe is having funny being back home. I can tell the traveling gets to him.”

“Do you still have the cat?” Pearl asked.

“Yeah she is sleeping in Jason’s room, I bet Scout missesyou,” Kim said and Pearl took that as an excuse to go out and play with thedog.

It was early enough in the day for Jason and Kim to shower,change and get ready. Pearl had left, probably to see some friends. Jasonpicked up his phone and the text app was open but there were no new texts. Hescratched his head and pocketed the phone. Kim came out the bathroom in a dark rosydress. She caressed his cheek and kissed him.

“Hey love birds,” Sam said as he poked his head in. “Take mymidlife crisis car to the reunion. Tell those lame kids you invented a phone orsomething.”

“It would be nicer than the van,” Kim said as Jason caughtthe keys.

“A Jaguar? Are you and mom getting a divorce?” Jason saidwith a chuckle.

“Ever the smart ass, gets it from me. He gets the looks fromhis mother,” Sam said and laughed. “Have fun, be safe and yes I’ll always actlike this.”

***

They had all agreed to meet at the mountainside before thereunion. Jason and Kimberly had got there early and looked down at the citythat once vexed them so in their youth. They were holding hands, reminiscing andJason took a sip of beer before pouring one out for Zordon. He heard Zacklaugh, they turned and he ran over. Jason and Zack’s chest smacked together asthey hugged. Jason looked him over, both in nice suits.

“Missed you man,” Jason said.

“Always the softy,” Zack said with a grin.

“Things don’t change” Kim said.

“Look at the nerds,” Trini said. “Bring it in.”

They three walked over and got their hugs from Trini. Shehad her hair done and wore a nice dress. It was golden but not sparkly. It feltlike no time had passed but instead of spotty teenagers they were adults, theyall had careers now. They heard clapping and a loud yell of excitement thatbecame hurried footsteps. Billy was in probably the best suit of the guys. Helooked like a billionaire with his sleek glasses and gold cufflinks.

“How the shit is Billy the best dressed?” Zack said.

“I invented black hole travel with the help of the Aquitians,duh,” he said with a laugh. A very attractive being stood next to him, therangers had vague memories of the Aquitians, they were gender-less and superattractive.

“My name is Cestria,” they said with an extended hand andall the rangers shook their hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you all.”

“Holy shit as I live and breathe; Jason Lee Scott,” amysterious voice was heard.

A dark haired woman wearing all black crested the hikingtrail. She had an aura of confidence and the others smiles. Tommy Oliver camecloser to the group. She hugged Trini before they kissed. Tommy wore a blacksuit with a green tie, a red handkerchief and a white shirt. She pulled Jasonin for a hug and they both laughed.

“Damn Tommy, you always dressed better than me,” Jason said.

“You are the reason I became a leader and it’s Doctor Olivernow. I’ve been studying Paleontology and got a doctorate at MIT.” Tommy saidwith her big smile.

“You always were a Masshole,” Zack said and hugged Tommy.

“Zack Attack, how’s the YouTube channel?” Tommy said.

“You know I host an MTV show, a Netflix original and consultedon three Netflix shows.” Zack said and Tommy hugged him again.

“What about you Trini?” Billy asked.

“Did you not see me win a Senate seat for California?” Trinisaid with crossed arms. “What about you two? The Power Couple?”

“I’m not in the NFL and I’m not a doctor or an astronaut.Just a New York firefighter and part-time paramedic,” Jason said like he had adead end career.

“College professor at Princeton for Social Sciences,” shesaid.

“How the hell did a bunch of screw ups become so awesome?”Trini said.

“I think we all had a need to save people be it withinventions, or knowledge or hell Jason you still save people,” Billy said. “Cheersto Zordon?”

Jason walked over to a cooler he had brought and got sevenbeers. He handed them out after popping the caps. Their bottles clinkedtogether as they all saluted Zordon the savior of the universe. Their mentor,their father, their friend.

“Come on, let’s show Angel Grove High that a bunch of fuckups are the shit!” Tommy said with a hearty laugh.

***

The six former Angel Grove students were the talk of theschool. There was once a time were gossip was so hate fueled it caused fights.People picked sides and if the team had a wished they wanted to just beignored. Fellow students didn’t understand how

Billy could have been married to someone almostunrealistically beautiful. Amanda and Harper glared at Kim and Jason. Ty didhis best to avoid the both of them. Zack was a local celebrity that had beenrumored to have dated a pantheon of Hollywood’s-who’s-who of hottestcelebrities be them male or female.

Trini and Tommy had a small following of people that wantedthem to get together. But they had kept it very hush-hush. The former studentsdanced together and as the phones of Zack, Billy, Trini and Tommy vibrated; theplan started to come to fruition.

Jason and Kim danced on the high school gym floor. They hadbeen so focused on each other they didn’t notice the song change. The people ofthe school circled around them; leaving them space. His right arm was aroundher waist. Her left arm was around her neck while their hands entwinedtogether. Their song began to play before they heard the voices.

“I’m envious of the love you share,” Zack said.

“I model my relationship with my partner after yours,” Trinisaid.

“You two were the light at the end of the tunnel thatbrought me to Cestria,” Billy said.

“Your friendship kept me sane,” Tommy said and choked up. “Youare my best friends.”

“You taught us so much,” Zack said.

“You showed us love we didn’t think we deserved,” Trinisaid.

“I love all of you so much,” Billy said.

“I’ve never had friends as loving as you,” Tommy said.

“But today isn’t about that,” said Pearl. “It’s about JasonScott and Kimberly Hart.”

The music resumed, he brushed Kim’s tears and she did the samefor him. Both giving each other long loving looks. As the music slowed the gaspof the school was audible. Jason saw a spotlight and his baby sister holding asmall box. She walked over to them, the spotlight followed her. She handed herbrother the box and he opened it slowly. Inside was the family heirloom. Jasongot to one knee.

“Kimberly Ann hart would you make me the luckiest man aliveand marry me?” Jason said.

“Yes,” she said between tears. “Yes you big stupid blonde lughead!”

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As you grow up there are many milestones, signs, ages and moments that claim you are “a man.” There’s the fake ones like being bar mitzvah’d or losing your virginity or just turning eighteen. There are the assumed ones like getting a job, getting married, buying a house or having a kid. There are the personal ones, like the fact that I was recently able to root for the New York Rangers in a playoff game. As a kid I was an Islanders fan. The Rangers made me angry. The Rangers made me cry. The Rangers made me slap a kid in the face when I was twelve because he rubbed it in a little too much after a devastating loss. So the fact that I could stand up with 23,000 Rangers fans and legitimately cheer for them was to me, a true sign of growth and maturity, because my twelve year-old self would never be able to fathom how that could ever happen. But does that make me “a man”? Doubtful. Maybe the only way to really know if you are a man is to measure yourself against others. To be put in the same environment and see how you do. Maybe the real sign of manhood are the tests, tests of will, tests of courage and tests of sanity.

A few years ago there was a test that presented itself and put my manhood on the line. "Daddy, I want to catch a fish." This came from my son Charlie, an ocean-life obsessed five year-old at the time. He really wanted this more than anything and there was only one man that could help him reach this goal, and he was two thousand miles away.

My wife grew up in Montana, a state whose name I don't think I even uttered until I was twenty-five. I am amazed when I go there at how she could have come from such a place. It is beautiful no doubt, but from my perspective it's a different country. It is so far from our current reality, as she's been in New York for over twenty years. There were moments when I was more at home in India (Jewtown specifically...look it up). My wife always says that she felt like an alien growing up there and I totally understand. That's what New York is for. It's a planet filled with all of these aliens who have found a home away from their hometown. A place where they don't stand out but they actually blend in. I am very comfortable in my own hometown and can fake it in most places, but in Montana, you may as well just get me a seat between Richard Branson and Justin Bieber and send me to Mars.

I went on my first trip to Montana in 2002, essentially, to meet the FAMILY. Her dad has two brothers and five sisters, who have an average of two kids each. Her mom has four brothers and one sister, also averaging two kids each, so the math is extraordinary as far as cousins go. Luckily only about a third of her family lives in Montana. The other three thousand live in the slightly more familiar planet of Minnesota. In preparing for the trip I had to work with flash cards. "So Rick is married to Jean and their kids are Kayla and Keith"? "Cody...Kayla and Cody...Keith is my uncle that lives in Minnesota."  And it would go like that for days up until the big family dinner where I would look at Rick, shake his hand and say "hey Kevin".

If they were to create someone that is the polar opposite of me then my father-in-law, Tom, would be the perfect choice. Let's look at the scoreboard. He lives in Kalispell, Montana, shadowed by Glacier Park, where bears are a nuisance. I live in Park Slope, Brooklyn, shadowed by Prospect Park, where strollers are a nuisance. He retired at 62 after 35 years working on the railroad (seriously, he drove cargo trains up and down the Pacific Northwest). I'm a fucking ad guy with no hopes of retirement. When a relative wants a house, they buy a plot of land, call my father-in law and his brothers and they drive hundreds of miles to help build it, from scratch. Where once there was nothing, now there was a house. Like a family of David Copperfields. After we bought our house, completely renovated, my in-laws flew out and built a shed in our backyard over a rainy weekend. They were rubbing it in my nose, literally in my own backyard. When my relatives buy a house I might send them a lovely waffle iron. My father in-law's "pets" are packhorses, horses that he uses to disappear into the woods for two weeks so they can carry a recently shot moose on their backs. I have a Labradoodle, who sometimes wears a raincoat on her back. His favorite hobby is hunting, but he uses a bow to keep it fair. I like playing basketball, but I stay on the outside to avoid aggressive elbowing. So my insecurities of where I stand on the manhood acceptance scale are at a heightened state before I even board the plane for Montana.

If there were one place that really boils the culture shock down into an image it's my in-laws' basement. It is overwhelmed by the presence of stuffed animals, just staring at you from all angles. And I’m not talking inanimate stuffed animals like Nemo, Snoopy and Buzz Lightyear, but animals that were once very animate and now are stuffed. Two things really stood out in that basement. First, these were not stuffed birds or squirrels. There were cougars, moose and elk with antlers that looked like giant witch fingers. The second thing that hit me was that these were all animals he had actually bagged. I think the moment I saw that room my penis went to the nearest computer, got online, booked the first flight back to New York (I think he prefers Orbitz when in a rush), packed up his little rucksack, hopped to the front door, realized he forgot something and approached me, yanked my pants down and grabbed my balls, dropping them in the bag. He continued to the door, turned back toward me, gave me one last look with his eye and said, "And you've been telling people you're a man all these years. Well I can't support this charade anymore." That was followed by a dramatic door slam.

As I looked at all of the animals covering the walls, no matter how anti-gun, anti-hunting, anti-NRA, anti-anything an upper west side raised Jew would be anti, I could feel nothing but respect. My wife had told me stories of how one elk would feed them for the winter. They would get it butchered into steaks, burgers, chops, chili and sausage and put it in a freezer. It's probably the right way to live, although I don't know if I could give up going to specialty stores and getting the meat in one place, the bread in another and the veggies from the green market fresh on a daily basis. Now that's my kind of hunting ("oh I hope Union Market has the Alaskan wild-caught Salmon, or US farmed, never foreign farmed, yeah I hope they have that.")

Tom and I did find common ground in sports, specifically baseball and a love for the Minnesota Vikings. So there was always easy conversation if there were any awkward moments of silence in my future. Like if we were going after some elk or a bear we could talk, I should say whisper, about the Yankees overspending, the Vikings' offensive line play and their draft class that year.

My son was fixated on fish from a very early age and he would always talk about wanting to go fishing. I have no experience fishing, at times going to great lengths to avoid it, but he and his sister, Lucy, are the only two people on the planet that could make me go and actually be excited about it. Charlie had to catch a fish. We had tried and tried, on lakes, rivers, ponds, even in Prospect Park, with no luck, although we did catch some "stick fish." But Grandpa Tom was going to make it happen. An old friend of his had a house with a stream about forty-five minutes away, deep in the woods. Now when I say woods, we are talking about the woods of Montana. This is like the Yankee Stadium of woods. This is the kind of woods where your chances of survival take a noticeable tick down, and I've brought my five year-old son into this. Two thoughts begin to battle in my mind.

1. This is what being a father is all about.

2. This is how horror movies start.

As a parent you are constantly playing a game of "Final Destination". The name of the game is in reference to a series of movies in the 2000's where Gen-Xers were killed seemingly by accident, although darker forces were at work. Electric wires would loosely squirm around and land in a puddle as the football player steps in it. A trailer becomes detached and slams into the young fashionista's car. A flying metal pole impales the over-the-top snobby girl that seduced the hot English teacher (ok I've never seen these movies but I imagine I'm not too far off). It was basically a Hollywood version of a safety manual. The way the parent version of the movie works is you scan a room, playground, restaurant or situation and determine what are the simple to outrageous ways my kids could get hurt, maimed or killed. There are minimal risks ("just move that table before you jump off the couch"), moderate risks ("you can only climb up to the middle rail if you're going to lean over the boat") and unacceptable risks ("don't put the drape cord around your neck"). The unacceptable one is always met with rejection, a lot of "but whys" and at times pure defiance, resulting in grabbing, pulling, redecorating or outright banishment. There are certain times when this game is heightened, usually because of two things - when confronted with the unknown, and when others leave you alone to deal with that confrontation. And when this one two punch works in tandem, it could expose you as a complete and utter wimp. My punches came in the woods of Montana.

We are bumping along in the truck with my wife's seven year-old nephew towards what could be the highlight of my young son's life and the worst nightmare of mine. As we approached Paul's house, Tom, with complete sincerity and sternness, says "Jon, I should let you know there are bears out here, so keep an eye on the kids when we’re outside." My head jerks up, hoping he was joking, but he did not break character. So I eked out an "Ok" that, let's just say, lacked the confidence that one might be looking for from a parent. So the game was afoot and Death had made its presence felt. The images begin. Let's call it "a horrible mind," as it starts racing to all of the things that I read, saw or heard about bears and how to avoid them or, worst case scenario, defend yourself against them. The major points that I remembered were "be still and hope they don't approach you but never...never run. And if mauling is about to happen....fight like hell." So I am ready to give myself up for my son, already preparing for the mauling, hoping the bear starts high and ends it quickly. I activated my spidey sense, constantly scanning the area. If we were in New York I would be completely aware of my surroundings. I would know where the best pizza place is within three blocks or where the nearest New York Sports Club is in case I had a bathroom emergency. I could even break down suspicious characters and know if I needed to cross the street at any moment. But here, it was just complete, helpless paranoia.

We arrived at Paul’s, immediately unloaded our gear (that's right I said gear) and headed out to the stream. We are all business at this point. And speaking of business I had to be on a conference call with a client about twenty-minutes into our angling. Although I was in one of the most peaceful and beautiful parts of the country, I was feeling more stress at this moment then I've felt being stuck on the Southern State Parkway on a Friday in August trying to catch a 6:30 ferry to Fire Island, probably the most stressful feeling a New Yorker can have. This is not what "A River Runs Through It" was trying to convey. We walked down to the stream, which was teeming with fish...excuse me, brook trout. They were basically falling out of a rock and grass tunnel into the fast moving water, like splashing kids going down a water slide, three and four at a time. This was gonna work. Tom started to bait Charlie's hook and threw the bait to me for mine. This is one of those moments that we all know well. It's the "pretend you know what you're doing so you don't look like an ass even though you don't know what you're doing" moment. If my penis were still around I'd imagine he would look up at me, maybe his Shar Pei like wrinkles would contort to look like folded arms, and say something to the effect of "whatcha got?"

I am an animal lover but I will eat the crap out of pretty much anything, except veal as I'm still shaken by the photo of what "milk fed" really means. But I'm rarely confronted with murder. Okay, it was a worm, but I was ending its life by sticking a sharp hook into its head, or whatever they call it. Once I realized that my son was staring at me, there was no turning back. "Daddy, are you going to kill that worm?" Then I remembered, the worm doesn't die, it wriggles and taunts. The fish does the killing. That's the whole point. I was exonerated. "Well, actually Charz, the worm is alive, the fish does the killing. The worm needs to entice it.” Look at me. I took this awkward, uncomfortable moment and turned it into a lesson. This is how you grow, as a parent, and as a man. As I glowed with pride, Charlie looked at me, blinked a couple of times and said, "so you're just torturing it?"

While I was playing Mengele, completely mangling this poor worm, Tom had already caught two fish, Charlie immediately running over and reminding him that this was catch and release, needing visual evidence that they were thrown back. Eventually it was time for Charlie to get his fish. The plan was for Tom to actually catch it on the hook and quickly pass the rod to Charlie. I had to hold onto Charlie so the quarter pound fish didn't pull my twig of a son into the "crick." Tom felt a bite, gave me the signal and it was like clockwork. Charlie grabbed the rod, pulling and fighting the fish. I helped him reel it in and there it was, flopping around. Everyone celebrated Charlie's first fish. But within 30 seconds, Charlie realized something. "Grandpa, now I want to catch my own fish." The boy is no dummy. He knew what we did and this was not him catching a fish. We threw the imposter first fish into the shallow water and headed for the back-up plan, the stocked pond.

As they moved our operation to the pond, I hopped on my conference call. So here I am in a clearing in the woods of Montana, always on the look out for bears while also trying to capture Charlie's ultimate moment, yet I need to discuss the end messaging for our commercial for Fruit2day, a unique fruit juice experience; real fruit juice blended with real fruit bits, that's right bits, don't say chunks, because that would be gross.

Paul created a funnel from the creek to a pond, basically the bottom pool of the water park, where the kids pop up, slightly discombobulated, before they say they want to do it again. But there was no way out of this water park. The fish just accumulated there. Easy pickings. I finished up the call and raced down to the pond. We threw our lines out and the biting began immediately, everyone was pulling up fish, and then Charlie got a bite of his own. Tom helped Charlie stabilize and they reeled it in slowly, the fish fighting, Charlie battling (okay he was just holding the rod but he felt the fish) and then they pulled it in. He was thrilled, but not so thrilled that he forgot the golden rule. So after two minutes of glory, we threw our prize back in the pond, to live another day and tell his side of the story.

Having accomplished our goal it was time to head back to Paul's house and have some celebratory ice cream. We walked up the slight hill, the boys chasing frogs as Paul began boasting about an elk he just had stuffed (taxidermied?). He had to show Tom, and Tom was excited to see it, as if they were ten and Paul told him he just got a Mickey Mantle rookie card. So we got to the house and entered through the basement, which was filled to the gills with stuff, man stuff; oily rags, fishing reels detached from their rods like dug up skulls, hunting magazines and half finished projects everywhere. It was similar to the lair of Jaime Gumb, the killer in The Silence of the Lambs, only with better light and a more stable, civilized, less pre-op transexual, psycho killer vibe. My penis would look around, take a deep breath and say to me "now this is what I'm talking about. Get your notebook out young lady because you're going to school." They could do an entire Final Destination chapter in this room. Final Destination 9: Paul's Basement. Or if they decided to do an Off-Broadway version this would be the set. It would be tough to find a square inch of that room that wasn't wrought with danger of one shape or another. A wrench hanging off the edge of a counter, a knife left on a coffee table like it was a forgotten piece of toast, canisters of poisons, powders, cleaning fluids...just a death trap. So this prompted a reaction of protection for my son. The first step was corralling, basically keeping at least one hand on my child at all times. That could mean holding his hand, to an arm around his shoulder or, in this case, the two-shoulder-I'm-driving-and-you're-on-autopilot-mode.

As I controlled Charlie through the maze of death, the kids got their ice cream and we sat at the counter, thumbing through Fishgutting Illustrated, when Paul invited Tom upstairs to look at the elk head. As they headed up, Paul remembered something, stopped on the third stair and casually turned to me as if he were going to say something like, "Oh Jon, the paper towels are under the sink" or “help yourself to the lemonade in the fridge". But he didn't say those things. What Paul said, in a throwaway manner, was "Oh Jon, keep the kids away from the guns...they're all loaded." I watched as they continued up the stairs and squeaked out an even more lackluster "Ok." I now had a much bigger problem than the bears. Death was not only present but it was now in the same room, and potentially in many places of the room. Instantly my mind Googled and downloaded the thousands of stories I had heard about kids shooting themselves, their siblings, their friends, their parents and their cousins with guns found lying around the house. Paul had no idea who he was dealing with. Maybe he thought I was the type of man who can grab a gun, disassemble it, reassemble it blindfolded, click the barrel open and dump the ammo out in seconds flat. These are the men he's used to and that's the norm to him. But not this guy. It would be like me saying to Paul if he wanted to get from my house to Madison Square Garden - "Oh, just take the F to the A or C. No problem." Maybe Tom should've given Paul a little shake of the head or a whisper, ”He's not really a man”. But alas there was no help coming. This was the test. It was me against Montana. So I had to break down what he said, "they're all loaded." All as in more than one but as many as....a hundred and fifty seven? Couldn't he have said "they're both loaded" and at least looked in the direction of the three-foot pile of newspapers or the chainsaw leaning against the rocking chair? Just some numerical or geographical clue. My eyes scanned the room, and I could hear the Steve Austin vision SFX kick in di-di-di-di-di-di, but I couldn't find one, much less all, of the loaded guns. So after my five-second moment of scouting, I did what any man would do when confronted with a life or death situation, I avoided it head on. "Boys, let's eat our ice cream outside” (so we don't drip on all of Paul's loaded guns). I escorted them outside, still looking back into the room, as if the loaded guns were sneaking up on us, plopped the boys down in some chairs and got back to scouting for bears.

Looking out onto the vast, wide open, death ridden space I felt good, comfortable, confident, almost at home. Charlie caught a fish, I sold through a tagline ("a new way to eat fruit") and avoided a horrific front page news story ("penis-less New Yorker watches as five-year-old son shoots seven-year-old cousin with one of all of Paul's loaded guns"). I imagined something coming over the hill. It probably was nothing but in my mind it was my dick returning to me, balls in tow, preparing for a tearjerker of an ending. Loving me for who I am, as a father and as a man. This was not a horror movie anymore. This was a romance. And if it were a bear charging over that hill it should do the running because I was ready to fight like hell.