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shichahnWhat happens when you take the ideas behind 28 Days and 28 Days Later, combine them, and replace the cast with turtles? This RP!
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miokohagata plays William, rsiasta plays Rob (aka Jaques), and I play Antonia.
William: *sits at the table in the kitchen, reads his newspaper and smokes his pipe*
Antonia: ::heads into the kitchen and pours herself a glass of orange juice:: Willie, would you like some juice? ::smiles::
William: *glances at her* Of course, Annie. And some food. Breakfast isn't going to cook itself, you know.
Antonia: ::rolls her eyes:: I'm getting there, be patient. ::pours him juice as well and takes it to him, setting her glass on the table as well:: You know, maybe one morning, you would cook breakfast for me.
William: *snorts* Honey, that's women's work. A man is supposed to sit there and read the newspaper, waiting to be fed.
Antonia: ::shakes her head and gets out a frying pan, then pulls some pancake mix out of a cupboard:: Well, it would be a nice treat some day.
William: Don't you dare start talking like those hippie women you see running about protesting everyday. *goes back to reading the paper*
Rob: *walking down the street, intent on getting the mail delivered in the best condition possible*
Antonia: ::mixes up some pancake batter in a bowl and pours a bit into the frying pan:: No, I wouldn't dream of being like them. They're all whores, I'm sure. I just thought it might be a nice change, just once...
William: You bet they're whores. One day they'll realize their place, and you had better, too. Get those thoughts out of your head. *sets his pipe down on the table so he can get a drink of juice*
Rob: *reaches the siblings' house and knocks on the door, package containing one detective kit in his hands*
Antonia: ::sighs and hurries to the door while the pancake is cooking, and opens it, then smiles sweetly:: Oh, hello there...
Rob: *smiles broadly* Aw, my darling~~~ How are you this morning, my sweet~?
William: *sets the newspaper down, eyeing the pancakes as he calls to Antonia* Who's at the door, honey?
Antonia: ::glances to the kitchen, then whispers:: Do be quiet, Rob, Willie could hear you. ::turns to William and raises her voice back up:: Just the mailman, dear.
Rob: Silly, Willie~ *giggles, whispering* I have a package for that chauvinist hawk.
William: Oh. Really? Does he have a package? *grins excitedly*
Antonia: I see. Well, would you like to step inside for just a moment? It is kind of chilly out, I'm sure. ::turns to William again:: He does, yes.
Rob: *eyes widen* But... But I have mail to deliver, my lovely. I can't stop for anything!
William: Oh goody~ It's finally here! *starts making his way towards them, humming to himself*
Antonia: ::smiles:: Oh, alright. Well then... ::takes the package from him, then glances over and sees William approaching:: You would best be on your way, so everyone else can get their mail quickly...
Rob: *salutes* Yes, m'am, darling! *trots off purposefully*
Antonia: ::smiles and watches him leave, then turns and hands the package to William:: Here you go, dear. ::flips the pancakes over, and frowns slightly when she sees they're a little darker than they should be::
William: *takes the package and opens it giddily* I'll be able to find out who's been stealing my lawn ornaments with this!
William: Shouldn't take too long to find evidence to prove my theory. Damn hippie women... *shuffles back into the kitchen, muttering to himself*
Antonia: Oh, good... ::shrugs a bit and watches the pancakes a bit longer before scooping them up and onto a plate, and pouring another round of batter into the pan::
William: *looks at the slightly burnt pancakes disdainfully* All the women in the world and I have to get the one that burns pancakes.
Antonia: Well, I had to answer the door. If you wait a few minutes, you can have some that won't be burnt.
William: I shouldn't have to wait those few extra minutes. You're lucky I have something to occupy that time with... *grumbles and sits at the table, messing with the stuff in the detective kit*
Antonia: ::mutters quietly:: And you're lucky I'm busy making pancakes right now.
William: Hmm? *looks at her questioningly* What did you say, honey?
Antonia: Nothing important, just happy to be making pancakes for you~
William: That's what I thought. I hear enough hippie talk from the women at work.
Antonia: I'm sure you do, dear. ::flips the pancakes over::
William: And they never shut up about it! It's "women shouldn't have to do this" and "women should be able to do this." A load of bullshit if you ask me...
Rob: *sneaks by under the window after having gone into Super Mailman Mode to get everything delivered on time, raising a hand to wave to Antonia*
Antonia: Well, it would be nice to be able to play soccer... I always wanted to... ::notices the hand and blushes faintly::
William: Soccer? You'd get yourself hurt, honey. Stick to cleaning and cooking. *shakes his head and starts smoking the new pipe that came in the kit*
Rob: *giggles to himself and holds up what looks like a lacy, heart-shaped valentine reading, "I love you, Annie~"*
Antonia: I wouldn't get hurt... It would be fun... ::is about to put a pancake onto the plate when she notices the sign and blushes more, accidentally dropping the pancake::
William: I assure you, you would. It's a man's sport, after all. *blinks, eyeing the dropped pancake* Pay more attention to what you're doing, honey. See, if I were cooking, that never would've happened.
Rob: *dances the sign around the window happily*
Antonia: Well, you could try sometime... ::can't help but giggle at the sign, and scoops the other pancake into the plate, then picks the dropped one up and throws it away::
William: Like I said before, cooking is women's work. And what in the world are you laughing at?
Rob: *actually gets up and dances around outside the window with the sign*
Antonia: Nothing, nothing... ::shakes her head, smiling, and delivers the pancake to him:: Here, you can start in on this one, and I have just enough batter to make one or two more...
Antonia: ::blushes more upon looking out the window as she returns to the stove::
William: Well, hop to it! And where's the syrup? I need syrup!
Rob: *starts making out with the sign, winking in her direction*
Antonia: Yes, of course... ::gets the syrup out of the pantry and trots over to him, only she's paying more attention to what's happening outside, and collides with a chair before recovering and putting the syrup in front of him::
Antonia: Just one minute, honey, I think I will go outside and get some flowers for the table... I will be right back. Enjoy your pancake... ::heads rather quickly outside::
Rob: *...yup, now using tongue on the sign*
William: *glares at her as she leaves* ...Silly women.
Rob: ~ *squeals happily when she comes outside*
Antonia: ::stands outside by the door and gestures for him to get away from the window, grinning::
Rob: *quite merrily runs away from the window and towards her, clutching the sign*
William: *starts in on his pancake, trying to figure out what's going on*
Antonia: ::throws her front legs around him in a hug:: Sorry, it took a bit longer to get away from him than usual. He gets more and more demanding every day, I swear.
Rob: *nuzzles her cheek* Leave zat hawk, mon cheri~
Antonia: ::blushes and giggles a bit:: I really should, I know, but he does have quite a bit of money, and he would be so angry if I ran off..
Rob: But he is a hawk, my butterfly! Lowest of ze low! Come away with me and drink bubbly champagne~
Antonia: ::grins and kisses him on the cheek:: I want to, you know I do... I really shouldn't, though...
William: *finishes his pancake and licks the remainder of the syrup off the plate*
Rob: Darling, beautiful, wonderful~ You are too good for him~ *takes her in his arms and dips down to kiss her*
Antonia: ::kisses back, heart a-flutter:: Someday... ::smiles at him, then shakes her head a bit and pulls back:: I shouldn't be out here long, he will start getting suspicious...
Rob: *looks absolutely crestfallen* Shall I punch ze hawk for you and we can ride away into ze sunset, togezer?
William: *getting tired of waiting and walks towards the door leading outside, yelling* What's taking you so long, honey? I want more pancakes!
Antonia: ::frowns and gathers a few flowers from the garden, looking sadly back at him:: No, leave him alone... He really does have a good heart...
Antonia: ::walks back to the house, looking back at him a few times, then opens the door and heads inside, feeling depressed::
Rob: *watches her leave, then flops over in the grass, sobbing*
William: *stops, only halfway to the door and watches her suspiciously* Why were you out there for so long?
Antonia: I was looking for a very special flower... I wanted it to be the perfect bouquet, so I had to find one of these... ::shows him a random flower, then finds a vase to put them in and fills it with water::
William: Only a woman would look at flowers that closely. *rolls his eyes and sits down in his chair again* Now, are you going to finish making me breakfast or what?
Antonia: Yes, of course... ::places the vase on the table, then uses up the rest of the pancake batter, and sighs sadly::
Rob: *pulls himself up and makes his way back to the kitchen window, pressing his face against the glass and looking forlornly inside*
Antonia: ::glances over at him quickly, before looking away and shaking her head a bit::
William: ...What is wrong with you this morning? First you're talking like a hippie woman and now you're upset.
Antonia: Nothing you should worry yourself about, Willie. Woman's matters that should not concern you.
Rob: *WIBBLES*
William: It better not be hippie woman problems.
Antonia: No, nothing of the sort, dear. ::flips the pancakes with a heavy sigh::
William: Good. I can't be with some crazy hippie woman. *drinks his orange juice*
Rob: *licks the window pane all sexy like?*
Antonia: Of course not... ::stares at Rob brieftly, blushing, then looks away, focusing intently on the pancakes::
Rob: *makes out with the window!*
William: Hmm... *grabs his detective kit* I think I'm going to go try this out, since it's taking too long for you to make pancakes. *shuffles over to the door*
Antonia: ::shoots Rob a warning look and gestures with her head in William's direction:: Do you not want these pancakes, then...?
Rob: *stops and wibbles more before ducking down beneath the window*
William: Oh, I do. Just after I try this kit out. *exits the room and looks around the lawn, wondering where to start*
Rob: *sneaks around to the other side of the house, spotting William, and glares*
Antonia: ::waits for the pancakes to finish cooking, then gets his plate and puts the pancakes on it, and takes it over to the table, before sitting down and poking sadly at the burnt pancakes she gets to eat::
William: *stares at where a lawn ornament used to stand and puts on the 'gloves' that come with the kit*
Rob: *creeps up behind him, then lets out an almighty battle cry while attempting to tackle him to the ground*
William: WHAT THE...?! *falls over, having been tackled*
Antonia: ::drinks some of her orange juice, then blinks in surprise at hearing a yell coming from outside and hurries over to the window, peering out::
Rob: *shrieks* HAWK! HAWK! *tries to bite him*
William: HIPPIE! *screams like a little girl as he's bitten*
Antonia: ::eyes widen when she sees what's going on, and grabs the frying pan off the stove and rushes outside::
Rob: *through a mouthful* HAWK-MOLE!
William: GET THIS HIPPIE OFF OF ME! *flails*
Antonia: Stop it, both of you! ::runs over to them worriedly::
Rob: BUBBLY CHAMPAGNE OF MIGHT!!! *pulls a corked bottle of champagne from out of his shell*
William: OH GREAT DIVINE TURTLE! HONEY, GET THIS CRAZY PERSON OFF OF ME! *eyes widen*
Antonia: Rob, put that champagne down! ...You would waste it if you used it on him! ::tosses the frying pan down to the ground and tries to force them apart::
Rob: *lets out another battle cry before aiming the bottle at William, flailing as he's pried off* Zis is what you get for being a hawk-mole!
William: *scambles away, avoiding getting hit by the bottle* What the hell is wrong with you?!
Antonia: ::moves to get in front of William, looking sadly at Rob:: Leave him alone, please...
Rob: But darling! Bubbly champagne of MIGHT! *brandishes the bottle in William's direction*
William: Honey, get away from that hippie before he corrupts and hurts you!
Antonia: ::looks back and forth between them and doesn't know what to do::
Rob: EEEEEEE! *pops the cork on the bottle, it falling short of its target*
William: *eye twitches* Honey, get over here now...
Antonia: ::backs up a bit, but takes a step toward William, looking sadly at Rob:: But...
William: He's obviously a danger to society and a hippie. Turtles like that need to be punished!
Rob: *sniffles and pours the champagne onto the grass* Ze hawk... Won...
Antonia: How is he a danger to society? He knows what freedom is... He knows how to laugh and have fun...
William: I am not a hawk. Quit calling me that!
William: Honey, he's starting to corrupt you. You aren't a hippie lover, are you?
Antonia: N-no, of course not...
William: That's what I thought. So stop talking crazy!
Antonia: ::frowns:: But... It's not crazy...
Rob: Ze hawk won! *falls to the ground, arms flung skyward and oblivious to everything else* Why, Divine Turtle?! Why?!
William: It is crazy, and I am not a hawk! The Divine Turtle doesn't support hippies like you. *glares at Rob*
Antonia: ::starts toward Rob, but stops and stares at him, not sure what to do::
William: ...Honey, you have five seconds to get over here.
Rob: I am not a hippie... I am French... *puppy eyes at Antonia*
William: Same thing.
Antonia: ::looks at the ground, then dashes toward Rob and nudges him slightly, looking worriedly back at William now::
Rob: Not ze same thing! *looks up at Antonia, not moving*
Antonia: Get up... You need to leave...
William: *glares at them* You want to go with the hippie? Fine. Go with the damn hippie! Make sure to take your stuff with you, too.
Rob: Do not want to leave...
Antonia: No, wait, Willie....
William: Wait for what? For you to help the enemy?
Antonia: No... ::frowns:: I... I'm just trying to get him to leave...
Antonia: ::looks down at Rob sadly:: I have to stay here, you know... I can't just run off...
William: Pointless. You should go inside and finish cooking and I should call the cops.
Rob: But darling...
William: Stop calling her that, hippie!
Rob: HAWK!
William: HIPPIE SCUM!
Antonia: Your.... Your pancakes are done, Willie... You could go eat them...
Rob: ... *starts crying*
William: Fine, but you're coming with me.
Antonia: ::looks down at Rob worriedly, and resists nuzzling him, but whispers as softly as she can:: I love you... ::heads back over to William, looking at the ground::
William: *nods and grins triumphantly, trots back into the kitchen*
Rob: *perks up and instantly stops crying, then gets up* I will be back one day to fight you, hawk! Zen, zen you shall see! *glares*
Antonia: ::glances back at Rob before heading inside as well, feeling even more depressed now::
William: Stupid hippie. If he comes back, you call the cops, got it? *sits down in front of his pancakes*
Rob: *walks off, plotting his next plan of attack*
Antonia: ...Yeah... Okay... ::sits back down at the table and pokes at her pancakes again::
William: *frowns* You're acting even more funny now, Annie. Has that hippie been bothering you for a while or something?
Antonia: Um... No... ::takes a bite of burnt pancake::
William: *nibbles on his pancake, thinking* You were acting weird around him, for only being bothered by him once.
Antonia: Well... I mean, he's the mailman... The best mailman we've ever had, you know... He does his job so well and... It'd be a real shame to get rid of someone like that, even if he's a little... odd sometimes...
William: I don't want some hippie delivering my mail, no matter how good you think he is. What was his name, anyway? I want to file a complaint against him...
Antonia: Um.... His name is Jaques. Jaques Cousteau.
William: Jacques, huh? *snorts* Even his name sounds like a hippie's.
Antonia: Well, that's hardly his fault. ...It's not like he named himself that.
William: How do you know? Hippies work in weird ways.
Antonia: I... Guess I don't, I just assumed...
Antonia: ::eats another bite of burnt pancake::
William: Never assume, honey. Just leave the thinking up to the men.
Antonia: ...Of course, dear.
William: Except for the hippie men. You can ignore them. *takes a large bite of his food*
Antonia: I will. Of course. ::takes a sip of juice and finishes off one of the pancakes, then looks at the other, before getting up and taking the plate away, tossing the remaining burnt pancake and cleaning her plate off::
William: *gobbles down the rest of his food* Well, I'm off to work. Though I'm late now, thanks to a certain hippie...
Antonia: Have a nice day at work, dear. ::takes his plate away to clean it as well::
William: And you have fun cleaning the house, honey. *leaves, heading on his merry way to work*
Antonia: ::sighs and finishes off her orange juice, then cleans the glasses and the rest of the miscellaneous dishes, then looks wistfully off out the window::
Oh, and
miokohagata plays William, rsiasta plays Rob (aka Jaques), and I play Antonia.William: *sits at the table in the kitchen, reads his newspaper and smokes his pipe*
Antonia: ::heads into the kitchen and pours herself a glass of orange juice:: Willie, would you like some juice? ::smiles::
William: *glances at her* Of course, Annie. And some food. Breakfast isn't going to cook itself, you know.
Antonia: ::rolls her eyes:: I'm getting there, be patient. ::pours him juice as well and takes it to him, setting her glass on the table as well:: You know, maybe one morning, you would cook breakfast for me.
William: *snorts* Honey, that's women's work. A man is supposed to sit there and read the newspaper, waiting to be fed.
Antonia: ::shakes her head and gets out a frying pan, then pulls some pancake mix out of a cupboard:: Well, it would be a nice treat some day.
William: Don't you dare start talking like those hippie women you see running about protesting everyday. *goes back to reading the paper*
Rob: *walking down the street, intent on getting the mail delivered in the best condition possible*
Antonia: ::mixes up some pancake batter in a bowl and pours a bit into the frying pan:: No, I wouldn't dream of being like them. They're all whores, I'm sure. I just thought it might be a nice change, just once...
William: You bet they're whores. One day they'll realize their place, and you had better, too. Get those thoughts out of your head. *sets his pipe down on the table so he can get a drink of juice*
Rob: *reaches the siblings' house and knocks on the door, package containing one detective kit in his hands*
Antonia: ::sighs and hurries to the door while the pancake is cooking, and opens it, then smiles sweetly:: Oh, hello there...
Rob: *smiles broadly* Aw, my darling~~~ How are you this morning, my sweet~?
William: *sets the newspaper down, eyeing the pancakes as he calls to Antonia* Who's at the door, honey?
Antonia: ::glances to the kitchen, then whispers:: Do be quiet, Rob, Willie could hear you. ::turns to William and raises her voice back up:: Just the mailman, dear.
Rob: Silly, Willie~ *giggles, whispering* I have a package for that chauvinist hawk.
William: Oh. Really? Does he have a package? *grins excitedly*
Antonia: I see. Well, would you like to step inside for just a moment? It is kind of chilly out, I'm sure. ::turns to William again:: He does, yes.
Rob: *eyes widen* But... But I have mail to deliver, my lovely. I can't stop for anything!
William: Oh goody~ It's finally here! *starts making his way towards them, humming to himself*
Antonia: ::smiles:: Oh, alright. Well then... ::takes the package from him, then glances over and sees William approaching:: You would best be on your way, so everyone else can get their mail quickly...
Rob: *salutes* Yes, m'am, darling! *trots off purposefully*
Antonia: ::smiles and watches him leave, then turns and hands the package to William:: Here you go, dear. ::flips the pancakes over, and frowns slightly when she sees they're a little darker than they should be::
William: *takes the package and opens it giddily* I'll be able to find out who's been stealing my lawn ornaments with this!
William: Shouldn't take too long to find evidence to prove my theory. Damn hippie women... *shuffles back into the kitchen, muttering to himself*
Antonia: Oh, good... ::shrugs a bit and watches the pancakes a bit longer before scooping them up and onto a plate, and pouring another round of batter into the pan::
William: *looks at the slightly burnt pancakes disdainfully* All the women in the world and I have to get the one that burns pancakes.
Antonia: Well, I had to answer the door. If you wait a few minutes, you can have some that won't be burnt.
William: I shouldn't have to wait those few extra minutes. You're lucky I have something to occupy that time with... *grumbles and sits at the table, messing with the stuff in the detective kit*
Antonia: ::mutters quietly:: And you're lucky I'm busy making pancakes right now.
William: Hmm? *looks at her questioningly* What did you say, honey?
Antonia: Nothing important, just happy to be making pancakes for you~
William: That's what I thought. I hear enough hippie talk from the women at work.
Antonia: I'm sure you do, dear. ::flips the pancakes over::
William: And they never shut up about it! It's "women shouldn't have to do this" and "women should be able to do this." A load of bullshit if you ask me...
Rob: *sneaks by under the window after having gone into Super Mailman Mode to get everything delivered on time, raising a hand to wave to Antonia*
Antonia: Well, it would be nice to be able to play soccer... I always wanted to... ::notices the hand and blushes faintly::
William: Soccer? You'd get yourself hurt, honey. Stick to cleaning and cooking. *shakes his head and starts smoking the new pipe that came in the kit*
Rob: *giggles to himself and holds up what looks like a lacy, heart-shaped valentine reading, "I love you, Annie~"*
Antonia: I wouldn't get hurt... It would be fun... ::is about to put a pancake onto the plate when she notices the sign and blushes more, accidentally dropping the pancake::
William: I assure you, you would. It's a man's sport, after all. *blinks, eyeing the dropped pancake* Pay more attention to what you're doing, honey. See, if I were cooking, that never would've happened.
Rob: *dances the sign around the window happily*
Antonia: Well, you could try sometime... ::can't help but giggle at the sign, and scoops the other pancake into the plate, then picks the dropped one up and throws it away::
William: Like I said before, cooking is women's work. And what in the world are you laughing at?
Rob: *actually gets up and dances around outside the window with the sign*
Antonia: Nothing, nothing... ::shakes her head, smiling, and delivers the pancake to him:: Here, you can start in on this one, and I have just enough batter to make one or two more...
Antonia: ::blushes more upon looking out the window as she returns to the stove::
William: Well, hop to it! And where's the syrup? I need syrup!
Rob: *starts making out with the sign, winking in her direction*
Antonia: Yes, of course... ::gets the syrup out of the pantry and trots over to him, only she's paying more attention to what's happening outside, and collides with a chair before recovering and putting the syrup in front of him::
Antonia: Just one minute, honey, I think I will go outside and get some flowers for the table... I will be right back. Enjoy your pancake... ::heads rather quickly outside::
Rob: *...yup, now using tongue on the sign*
William: *glares at her as she leaves* ...Silly women.
Rob: ~ *squeals happily when she comes outside*
Antonia: ::stands outside by the door and gestures for him to get away from the window, grinning::
Rob: *quite merrily runs away from the window and towards her, clutching the sign*
William: *starts in on his pancake, trying to figure out what's going on*
Antonia: ::throws her front legs around him in a hug:: Sorry, it took a bit longer to get away from him than usual. He gets more and more demanding every day, I swear.
Rob: *nuzzles her cheek* Leave zat hawk, mon cheri~
Antonia: ::blushes and giggles a bit:: I really should, I know, but he does have quite a bit of money, and he would be so angry if I ran off..
Rob: But he is a hawk, my butterfly! Lowest of ze low! Come away with me and drink bubbly champagne~
Antonia: ::grins and kisses him on the cheek:: I want to, you know I do... I really shouldn't, though...
William: *finishes his pancake and licks the remainder of the syrup off the plate*
Rob: Darling, beautiful, wonderful~ You are too good for him~ *takes her in his arms and dips down to kiss her*
Antonia: ::kisses back, heart a-flutter:: Someday... ::smiles at him, then shakes her head a bit and pulls back:: I shouldn't be out here long, he will start getting suspicious...
Rob: *looks absolutely crestfallen* Shall I punch ze hawk for you and we can ride away into ze sunset, togezer?
William: *getting tired of waiting and walks towards the door leading outside, yelling* What's taking you so long, honey? I want more pancakes!
Antonia: ::frowns and gathers a few flowers from the garden, looking sadly back at him:: No, leave him alone... He really does have a good heart...
Antonia: ::walks back to the house, looking back at him a few times, then opens the door and heads inside, feeling depressed::
Rob: *watches her leave, then flops over in the grass, sobbing*
William: *stops, only halfway to the door and watches her suspiciously* Why were you out there for so long?
Antonia: I was looking for a very special flower... I wanted it to be the perfect bouquet, so I had to find one of these... ::shows him a random flower, then finds a vase to put them in and fills it with water::
William: Only a woman would look at flowers that closely. *rolls his eyes and sits down in his chair again* Now, are you going to finish making me breakfast or what?
Antonia: Yes, of course... ::places the vase on the table, then uses up the rest of the pancake batter, and sighs sadly::
Rob: *pulls himself up and makes his way back to the kitchen window, pressing his face against the glass and looking forlornly inside*
Antonia: ::glances over at him quickly, before looking away and shaking her head a bit::
William: ...What is wrong with you this morning? First you're talking like a hippie woman and now you're upset.
Antonia: Nothing you should worry yourself about, Willie. Woman's matters that should not concern you.
Rob: *WIBBLES*
William: It better not be hippie woman problems.
Antonia: No, nothing of the sort, dear. ::flips the pancakes with a heavy sigh::
William: Good. I can't be with some crazy hippie woman. *drinks his orange juice*
Rob: *licks the window pane all sexy like?*
Antonia: Of course not... ::stares at Rob brieftly, blushing, then looks away, focusing intently on the pancakes::
Rob: *makes out with the window!*
William: Hmm... *grabs his detective kit* I think I'm going to go try this out, since it's taking too long for you to make pancakes. *shuffles over to the door*
Antonia: ::shoots Rob a warning look and gestures with her head in William's direction:: Do you not want these pancakes, then...?
Rob: *stops and wibbles more before ducking down beneath the window*
William: Oh, I do. Just after I try this kit out. *exits the room and looks around the lawn, wondering where to start*
Rob: *sneaks around to the other side of the house, spotting William, and glares*
Antonia: ::waits for the pancakes to finish cooking, then gets his plate and puts the pancakes on it, and takes it over to the table, before sitting down and poking sadly at the burnt pancakes she gets to eat::
William: *stares at where a lawn ornament used to stand and puts on the 'gloves' that come with the kit*
Rob: *creeps up behind him, then lets out an almighty battle cry while attempting to tackle him to the ground*
William: WHAT THE...?! *falls over, having been tackled*
Antonia: ::drinks some of her orange juice, then blinks in surprise at hearing a yell coming from outside and hurries over to the window, peering out::
Rob: *shrieks* HAWK! HAWK! *tries to bite him*
William: HIPPIE! *screams like a little girl as he's bitten*
Antonia: ::eyes widen when she sees what's going on, and grabs the frying pan off the stove and rushes outside::
Rob: *through a mouthful* HAWK-MOLE!
William: GET THIS HIPPIE OFF OF ME! *flails*
Antonia: Stop it, both of you! ::runs over to them worriedly::
Rob: BUBBLY CHAMPAGNE OF MIGHT!!! *pulls a corked bottle of champagne from out of his shell*
William: OH GREAT DIVINE TURTLE! HONEY, GET THIS CRAZY PERSON OFF OF ME! *eyes widen*
Antonia: Rob, put that champagne down! ...You would waste it if you used it on him! ::tosses the frying pan down to the ground and tries to force them apart::
Rob: *lets out another battle cry before aiming the bottle at William, flailing as he's pried off* Zis is what you get for being a hawk-mole!
William: *scambles away, avoiding getting hit by the bottle* What the hell is wrong with you?!
Antonia: ::moves to get in front of William, looking sadly at Rob:: Leave him alone, please...
Rob: But darling! Bubbly champagne of MIGHT! *brandishes the bottle in William's direction*
William: Honey, get away from that hippie before he corrupts and hurts you!
Antonia: ::looks back and forth between them and doesn't know what to do::
Rob: EEEEEEE! *pops the cork on the bottle, it falling short of its target*
William: *eye twitches* Honey, get over here now...
Antonia: ::backs up a bit, but takes a step toward William, looking sadly at Rob:: But...
William: He's obviously a danger to society and a hippie. Turtles like that need to be punished!
Rob: *sniffles and pours the champagne onto the grass* Ze hawk... Won...
Antonia: How is he a danger to society? He knows what freedom is... He knows how to laugh and have fun...
William: I am not a hawk. Quit calling me that!
William: Honey, he's starting to corrupt you. You aren't a hippie lover, are you?
Antonia: N-no, of course not...
William: That's what I thought. So stop talking crazy!
Antonia: ::frowns:: But... It's not crazy...
Rob: Ze hawk won! *falls to the ground, arms flung skyward and oblivious to everything else* Why, Divine Turtle?! Why?!
William: It is crazy, and I am not a hawk! The Divine Turtle doesn't support hippies like you. *glares at Rob*
Antonia: ::starts toward Rob, but stops and stares at him, not sure what to do::
William: ...Honey, you have five seconds to get over here.
Rob: I am not a hippie... I am French... *puppy eyes at Antonia*
William: Same thing.
Antonia: ::looks at the ground, then dashes toward Rob and nudges him slightly, looking worriedly back at William now::
Rob: Not ze same thing! *looks up at Antonia, not moving*
Antonia: Get up... You need to leave...
William: *glares at them* You want to go with the hippie? Fine. Go with the damn hippie! Make sure to take your stuff with you, too.
Rob: Do not want to leave...
Antonia: No, wait, Willie....
William: Wait for what? For you to help the enemy?
Antonia: No... ::frowns:: I... I'm just trying to get him to leave...
Antonia: ::looks down at Rob sadly:: I have to stay here, you know... I can't just run off...
William: Pointless. You should go inside and finish cooking and I should call the cops.
Rob: But darling...
William: Stop calling her that, hippie!
Rob: HAWK!
William: HIPPIE SCUM!
Antonia: Your.... Your pancakes are done, Willie... You could go eat them...
Rob: ... *starts crying*
William: Fine, but you're coming with me.
Antonia: ::looks down at Rob worriedly, and resists nuzzling him, but whispers as softly as she can:: I love you... ::heads back over to William, looking at the ground::
William: *nods and grins triumphantly, trots back into the kitchen*
Rob: *perks up and instantly stops crying, then gets up* I will be back one day to fight you, hawk! Zen, zen you shall see! *glares*
Antonia: ::glances back at Rob before heading inside as well, feeling even more depressed now::
William: Stupid hippie. If he comes back, you call the cops, got it? *sits down in front of his pancakes*
Rob: *walks off, plotting his next plan of attack*
Antonia: ...Yeah... Okay... ::sits back down at the table and pokes at her pancakes again::
William: *frowns* You're acting even more funny now, Annie. Has that hippie been bothering you for a while or something?
Antonia: Um... No... ::takes a bite of burnt pancake::
William: *nibbles on his pancake, thinking* You were acting weird around him, for only being bothered by him once.
Antonia: Well... I mean, he's the mailman... The best mailman we've ever had, you know... He does his job so well and... It'd be a real shame to get rid of someone like that, even if he's a little... odd sometimes...
William: I don't want some hippie delivering my mail, no matter how good you think he is. What was his name, anyway? I want to file a complaint against him...
Antonia: Um.... His name is Jaques. Jaques Cousteau.
William: Jacques, huh? *snorts* Even his name sounds like a hippie's.
Antonia: Well, that's hardly his fault. ...It's not like he named himself that.
William: How do you know? Hippies work in weird ways.
Antonia: I... Guess I don't, I just assumed...
Antonia: ::eats another bite of burnt pancake::
William: Never assume, honey. Just leave the thinking up to the men.
Antonia: ...Of course, dear.
William: Except for the hippie men. You can ignore them. *takes a large bite of his food*
Antonia: I will. Of course. ::takes a sip of juice and finishes off one of the pancakes, then looks at the other, before getting up and taking the plate away, tossing the remaining burnt pancake and cleaning her plate off::
William: *gobbles down the rest of his food* Well, I'm off to work. Though I'm late now, thanks to a certain hippie...
Antonia: Have a nice day at work, dear. ::takes his plate away to clean it as well::
William: And you have fun cleaning the house, honey. *leaves, heading on his merry way to work*
Antonia: ::sighs and finishes off her orange juice, then cleans the glasses and the rest of the miscellaneous dishes, then looks wistfully off out the window::
