120. [FOURTH WALL, ACTION FOR ERRYBODY] Backdated to morning on the 29th onwards

[foolishwren]

<sub>[What a lovely morning!]

[It's the crack of dawn, the Pidgeys are twittering, sprinklers next door are turning on and occasionally shooting water over the fence and into the pool, making the two Sharpedo living back there swim around in mingled excitement and panic. What a time to be alive.]





[Wait a minute.]





[God dammit.]</sub>



[ooc: This is a bit of a catch-all, feel free to assume your character is running into Heather ANY TIME, ANYWHERE. They don't have to respond specifically to the Sewer Fairy, although she will be following Heather around and popping up in inopportune places.]

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[show_my_cannons]

... You just cannot escape the weird scrap. Can you?

[Hi Heather, it's your robot dad. On your gear. How's it going?]

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[You know who's havin a good day? HENRY FUCKIN' TOWNSHEND. You know why? Because he is not a Leafeon. He isn't being plagued by scary rune-circled holes. He hasn't been assaulted by giant two-headed babies with man hands. He is well aware of the chaos plaguing the city, but you know whose problem that is?]

[NOT HENRY'S.]

[So when he walks in the door after his short trip from the store to get more sandwich bread because he recently got high and ate it all, he pauses. And he stares. Why was there a sparkling lady floating over Heather?]</sub>

Uh.