Pranking! [Way backdated to April 2nd]

[formerabyssinian]

[Prank:] For Mao oathofademon

[Aya carefully sets down a pot of flowers, just enough so that the pot has enough room for the hose hidden inside of it, and so that it didn't fall off the step. He rings the doorbell before bolting to the side of the house, where the pipe to turn on the hose is located. He turns the knob, but holds onto the hose to prevent the water from gushing out just yet.]



[Action]

[There seems to be a sale on toilet paper, so Aya is stocking up on them, since the entire house was void of it thanks tot he last prank on him.]



[849 Goldberg]

[The door opens, but only partially. A foot kicks it open gently so that he could step through. His arms are full of toilet paper and paper towels.]

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849 Goldberg

[captain_tightpants]

[The front door of the house directly across the street opens and Mal looks around as if he's making sure the coast is clear. In his arms are various supplies and food items. He catches sight of his neighbor carrying supplies as well, perhaps a lot more than he's carrying. Mal looks back and forth at their collections a few times before addressing the guy, though quietly, as if he's trying not to attract the attention of anyone else.]

Hey! Psst! You there!

[formerabyssinian]

[Aya blinks and looks towards the hushed voice, raising an eyebrow. This is the first time he's seen his neighbor, and already he's making a conclusion about him.]

[captain_tightpants]

You stockpilin' too?

[Mal looks a bit paranoid, glancing here and there.]

[formerabyssinian]

No, something stole all the toilet paper in the house. [He still doesn't know why a cat stole them...] Why? Should we be preparing for something?

[captain_tightpants]

Wha-, you ain't taken a look around lately? [Mal refuses to believe the drones aren't out to get him.]

Wait, you ain't one of 'em, are ya?

[formerabyssinian]

Right, all I see is an odd neighbor.

[Aya shifts the goods in his arms as they slip from his grip a bit.]

One of them?

[captain_tightpants]

[Mal looks at the guy like he's stupid.]

There needs to be some kinda gorram code word. Them. The Drones. You a prisoner or not?

[formerabyssinian]

That's actually a good idea.

[Well, Aya is sure he isn't a drone, but how does he know the other isn't?]

Are you?

[captain_tightpants]

[Again, a 'are you stupid?' look.]

Would I be askin' ya if I was?

[formerabyssinian]

To throw me off, yes, I would think you would. It's what I would have done.

[captain_tightpants]

You ain't never talked to one of 'em, have you? They ain't got the brain capacity for that kinda reasoning. All they know is their creepifyin' lives in this town.

S'why I ain't trustin' a one of 'em.

[formerabyssinian]

...then do you think I'm one? [Now it's his turn to give that 'are you stupid' look.]

[captain_tightpants]

I wouldn't be lettin' on so much if I thought you was, would I?

[Eyebrow raise.]

[formerabyssinian]

Then you just answered your own question. Now, may I help you with something? I'm a bit preoccupied? [Shifts the goods in his arms again. They aren't heavy, just bulky.]

[captain_tightpants]

Actually, you did. A while ago. You always this gorram slow?

[Mal shifts the things in his arms, continuing on as if he didn't just insult the guy.]

Nah. Thought you maybe had a stash too but guess you ain't got the foresight. Carry on. [He gives a cheeky smile and continues on down the walkway.]

[formerabyssinian]

[Aya just rolls his eyes.]

With all the weird things happening, I wouldn't be surprised if that stash disappeared. [Why does he attract the crazies?]