[a very important iStone message]

[yourattention]

[There's a muffled "hey, no - you can talk to them when they get here" and then Connor clears his throat.]

So I'm teaching a bunch of Jormun children a card game, yeah? And they want to play with, and I quote, "everyone." You should come to the beach and we can all play a super fun card game that is very definitely appropriate for children.

[Suddenly, there's sounds of a struggle, and someone takes the Farspeech stone from Connor and yells HELLO into it before he can wrestle it back.]

Can you all chill? Like, please chill for ten fucking seconds. Jesus, okay. Real quick: I need 15 stories for a - well, actually it's for the things to build a greenhouse. Then I need someone to help me build it because I don't know shit about how to build real-ass buildings. You should also come to the beach and talk to me because - [There's a shriek, and the distinct sound of someone hitting the sand. Quietly: "ow."] I'm apparently not allowed to leave now. Or ever.

[A bunch of incomprehensible chattering, because a bunch of small children just tried to talk at once, and some very exasperated shushing on Connor's part.]

Okay, okay. Christ, I will be so glad when you're all out of my hair. The children say you're also all invited to arts and crafts tomorrow, so bring a rock and I'll teach you how to make a sweet trinket. Say bye, everyone.

[There's a chorus of very enthusiastic BYE from the small children.]

Comments

[piercetheheart]

We're practically in paradise, what do you need a greenhouse for?

I'm down for cards though.

[ichininyaanshi]

[A choked noise that sounds like it's supposed to be laugh, maybe, probably.]

Who the hell let you near their kids?

[postictal]

A greenhouse?

[That's...okay, actually not half bad an idea. But what's not a good idea is leaving Connor in charge of several small children, christ.]

Where're you gonna put it?

[savedbyasong]

You can have my stories, Ceej. I have four saved I think.

[A greenhouse would be very useful.] I'd be pretty useless at building one though. [A slightly self deprecating laugh.]

[deathfindsaway]

A greenhouse? I'm guessing for food, but-- food, right?

[He's not actually being judgmental about the weed, he's just trying to get his facts straight.]

Also, are you alright?

[prettypurpleparlor]

I'd be happy to contribute a story for such a useful project.

[Muffet's always happy to help out with keeping everybody properly fed- her garden is thriving these days, and contains plenty of rare specimens she'd be happy to spread some cuttings of, just to make sure they're available elsewhere.]

[She does have a question, though:]

As for this card game... define 'appropriate'.

[Her tone is dry, albeit a little amused. She has some suspicions about your version of appropriate, Connor.]