iStones, april 6

[catpiper]

[You know those pressing, intense questions that keep you up in the middle of the night? Well, this is one such moment and anyone unfortunate enough to be awake, or awakened, during these early morning hours will be hit with an extremely important q from a confused girl.]

What's a joke?

[And, a few seconds later-]

How do you 'prank' someone? Is that a treasure? 

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[vagabone]

[He definitely sounds like he's just woken up. A nice fresh groggy skeleton. Whatever, it's fine, he can sleep in as long as he wants. Gotta love that island life.

...That hazy feeling sure makes the question harder to answer, though. Hm. Jokes. How does one actually describe a joke.]

A joke's... something stupid that makes you laugh. Hey. Why can't you see elephants hiding in the trees?

[catpiper]

[Sorry sleebi skele!! This is how life is. Just hang up fast.

But that's a HARD question. What even are elephants?? Are they like heffalumps?? Or cats? Whatever.]

Because they're good at hide and seek.

[vagabone]

Yeah, you got it. Funny, eh? [Heh. He's... not hanging up?? Why should he, he doesn't need to be up early.]

What's red and bad for your teeth?

[catpiper]

[Oh my god, skele. She's confused!! Jokes are hard!! What's an elephant!!

But at least she knows the answer to this trivia q.]

A seashell.

[vagabone]

There you are! You got it again. Red and it'll break your teeth if you chew it.

[Okay, so he was thinking brick, but... encouraging kids is good. Can't stop won't stop.]

How many apples grow on a tree?

[catpiper]

[Thanks, skele. She's somewhat proud of herself for getting answers right, even if she doesn't understand why it's funny.]

A lot.

[vagabone]

[He can't think up a way to explain 'funny' and keep the jokes coming at the same time, no, it's not happening. Maybe in the morning.]

What do you say if someone asks if you got your hair cut? 'No, I got them all cut!'

[catpiper]

[And as the jokes keep flowing, so do her own powerful questions.]

Do skeletons get haircuts?

[vagabone]

[He's easily distracted at the best of times.]

No, our hair doesn't grow like yours does. You just go get a new wig made if you want something different.

[catpiper]

[The hell is a wig? Is that, like, hair? What his hair is? Whate even is happening. ]

Wig?

[vagabone]

Fake hair. That people make. Because we like to look more like we did when we were alive. Or sometimes just go wild with fancy hairdos and colors.

[Blue hair! Or green! Totally valid choices according to some modern dead folks. And there's so much quality education happening here.]

I'll show you tomorrow, how's that?

[catpiper]

Okay, I'll come find you tomorrow when the sun's high in the sky.