Local idiot who is a sucker for cute 2d boys
Xabby then cleans up the ceiling, considering she is a Demi god and can fly if she wants to. She then heard Chey about being some kind of parent on a one year old birthday. You know, not every birthday party has to be perfect. If it was perfect, it'll be boring even for a ultimate supreme leader. Sure, it didn't go the way you wanted for your child, but, it's something that I. . .ironically didn't want it to be replaced. Not every parent has to be perfect, besides all that matter is your child's happiness. Plus, I'm sure your daughter have fun for her birthday. Xabby has a point in that matter. Sure, the cake fight was a bit unneeded, but not everything has to be perfect as every parent has some flaws in them and that's okay. You're not a bad parent, Chey. You're the parent that I'm sure that Delilah is happy to have; A caring mother and father.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall
10,000 grams of pure caffeine
Simultaneously realising that he got frozen at the same time he realises his mistake, Libre quickly gets Fire Cirno off of the table and comforts her, her flames conveniently melting away the ice that struck him.
"Hey, hey, hey, Cirno. I know it sucks as fucking hell that you couldn't give your gift to Chey, but you gotta know that this kid's just got 1 year old, who might fuck up playing with fire even without anything burning-"
"No excuse!"
"Hey, lets get a cup of water to drink, alright?"
Cassie | he/they | But will it stop the pain forever? / I just can't be sure
Not stupid or expendable.
(Chey then goes over to Xabby and hugs her.)
"Thank you. Jeez, I've been so wrapped up in trying to put on a awesome party for the baby that I forgot a couple things; being in the moment and also being there for Delilah."
Local idiot who is a sucker for cute 2d boys
She was shocked to get a hug from Chey, as if she never got one prior to being a Demi god. She just blinks for a moment due to getting a hug from her. Is as if she doesn't know what to do when getting a hug from. . .well anyone obviously.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall
Stuck being sane.
She is using controlled steam beams to clean up the walls. It's rather effective but slow due to how careful she has to be.
"Whew, this DOES work for cleaning after all!"
This may look stupid, but it's a smart idea.
Edited by sci300768 on Aug 31st 2021 at 1:08:28 AM
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That there is a seal.
I meant to edit this comment earlier, but instead I must've clicked the "Add Post" button. Ignore this, for reasons mentioned below.
Edited by aPod-ofSeals on Aug 31st 2021 at 7:26:33 AM
Data is imaginary. This burrito is real.
That there is a seal.
The seals are glancing around the room, confused as always but generally content, and still having bits of cake on them.
"Well, that was fun!"
"Incidentally, we lost our book again."
This post originally contained references to something that is not in any way, shape, or form canon to Touhou, as if it were, as I mistakenly thought it was. Thus, the edit.
Edited by aPod-ofSeals on Aug 31st 2021 at 5:14:41 AM
Data is imaginary. This burrito is real.
Not stupid or expendable.
(Garfunkel peeps from the nursery door.)
"I-is it safe to come out now?"
"Yeah, come out and bring Delilah if you have her. We need extra hands to clean up the cake mess anyway."
(Garfunkel then comes out holding Delilah, who was happy to see her mother. He then passes her on to Chey, who hugs and kisses her.)
"I love you, baby."
(Delilah happily babbles at Chey.)
"It sounds like she has had a wonderful day!"
"Yeah. And at the end, that's all that matters."
(Back at the door, Ford was waving goodbye to the twins, who were leaving..)
"See you both later!"
(Ford then shuts the door and goes over to his family.)
"Hello, birthday girl!"
(Delilah squeals at Ford.)
"Hey, Ford?"
"Yeah?"
"I think today went well after all."
(Ford smiles as he and Chey high-five and hug each other as Garfunkel and probably everyone else cleans up the mess. Cut to a shot of the apartment complex, then fade to black. Cue credits over pictures from the party and candid snapshots of the madness that had happened in the episode getting put in Delilah's baby book. The credits end on a impromptu group shot of the Prefects and the Tropers, captioned "A happy family" in blue Sharpie with a heart next to it.)
Season 8, Episode 11
2021: A Space Robbery
This
plays over the opening titles. After that, we open on Jill Newslady sitting at her desk.
Good evening, Tropesberg. Our city's economic crisis continues.
The screen shows a graph with a rapidly declining line. None of the axes are labelled, but it's probably bad.
The overload of soda supply following the August 2021 'Soda Rain' incident seriously unbalanced the market. Parents can't afford to feed their children. Children can't afford to feed their virtual pets. And worst of all, billionaires may have to sell up 27% of the private yacht fleets! At the risk of editorializing, this reporter would consider this event to be far worse than the 1929 and 2008 economic crashes combined with the Hindenburg disaster.
"What was that? There was another Hindenburg disaster? Goodness, the next train to Tropetania can't arrive soon enough. Good life, here we come!"
The TV blares in the corner of the tropers' living room. Tropes is half-listening while packing various items into a hobo bindle.
The TV, meanwhile, continues blaring in the background.
...man many are calling the 'saviour of Tropesburg', the mysterious 'Rufus T. Owlcity' is said to hail not from this town, this state, this country, or even this planet! All that is known is that he has an untold fortune, and that he wishes to help our government. Mayor Badger, however, is suspicious, and doesn't want to risk the lives of his ambassadors by sending them to meet with Owlcity on his uncharted home planet. This unfortunate impasse seems to have no solution...
Not stupid or expendable.
"Hey, Tropes! Why are you packing a sack for?"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
"Hey, Chey! I'm getting out of town before the economic crisis cause them to implement some really stupid policy. Like mandatory despair schools for all citizens, or a soda ban, or something like that. Wanna come with?"
Edited by TropesForever on Aug 31st 2021 at 9:39:58 PM
Stuck being sane.
Meanwhile in her room... after cleaning her robe off and preparing her stuff... While listening to the TV in her room, she wonders what she's going to deal with this time. A figure the mayor is suspicious of. Why does that sound familiar?
She closes her bag and opens her gun closet. The better question is HOW can she fit so many guns in there... and there's an RPG (The weapon) in it! Better safe than sorry, so she takes the RPG and ammo, and shoves that into her bag. Said bag closes automatically once the contents are stuffed inside. Then she teleports out of her room to see what's going on in the living room.
"Hey Tropes, why are you packing? I get the feeling that we can solve this somehow if we work together."
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Not stupid or expendable.
"Oh, smeg, sure, lemme grab the family and mechanoid. OI, FORD! TROPES INVITED US TO GO ON VACATION WITH HIM, WANNA GO?"
(Ford then quickly comes out dressed like a tourist and holding suitcases. Delilah was crawling beside him. Cue canned laughter.)
"Dang, the canned laughter machine's back from repairs."
"Oh, do I? We haven't been on a vacation since the space hotel."
(Delilah stands up and waves her arms around.)
"Where's Garfunkel? We're bringing him too."
"I think he had to rush out early this morning to deliver a baby."
"Oh, right, he's a part-time midwife... I keep on forgetting that."
"The thing with the economy is that it's much bigger than any one person. We could fix it if we all worked together, but coordination is difficult. It's like ballet, or a bank robbery."
Tropes picks up a battered old banjo.
"Glad you're coming, Prefects! I've even got in-flight entertainment."
Stuck being sane.
"Well I'm coming along with you. Look, if there's more to this than it seems, then someone might have to save the day. And I think I know who it might be given what I've already seen. I just have a hunch that this is only the surface of what's to come."
She's already packed her stuff.
I have no idea what to put here, oh well!
That there is a seal.
The seals are here. It's unclear when, if ever, they entered the scene, but they're here.
"Huh, what is it about the name Rufus T. Owlcity that seems familiar?"
"I can't pinpoint why, but for some reason it makes me think of fireflies, and shooting stars, and plant life, and buying one-way tickets to California, and skies that are roughly the color and pattern of alligator scales."
"Probably nothing."
"Anyway, let's go!" One of the seals goes to the kitchen and starts shoveling box after box of Seal Bites into a suitcase. "Hopefully Tropetania forgives us for the phallic-land-tract incident."
"Eh, it's been a few centuries, I'm sure nobody minds."
"Plus, we were immature back then, and everyone goes through that kind of phase. They probably understand."
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Local idiot who is a sucker for cute 2d boys
Xabby has all of her items pack, considering the fact that everyone going somewhere. However, she heard from the tv about the mayor not trusting Rufus T. Owlcity for a reason. Rufus T. Owlcity huh; I wonder if. . .GAAAH! I have to go with the others so that way I can keep an eye on them in case someone loss their brain for an hour AND the end times won't come. Then, she head where Tropes and the others are at. So, Tropes, where are we dropping at? Place wise.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall
That there is a seal.
"Tropetania!"
"Tropes mentioned it earlier."
"Ah, terra tropetania," sighs Harper, pronouncing it tro-pet-AH-nee-ah, like a Latin word. "Of the rugged majestic corn, and endless fields of mountains."
Data is imaginary. This burrito is real.
"Yeah, Harper gets it!"
Tropes had exited the room and has now re-entered, wearing sterotypical hobo clothes.
Stuck being sane.
"So, if the mayor won't trust Rufus T. Owlcity, then that's what I'm going with. Better safe than sorry! I even packed more firepower than usual!"
The last part is said with alarming amounts of glee.
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Local idiot who is a sucker for cute 2d boys
Ah, no no no! We're not wearing hobos clothes as today isn't Lief Erickson day the last time I ask google about that. The last time Mr. 300 BC and I did that for an assignment, it was torture that I feel bad for the sane hobos who has been impressed thinking hobos are bad horny people. Xabby has point; wearing stereotype Hobos for this episode only is an bad idea that's been used too much in media by now. Why can't we just, wear something simple that doesn't involve looking like hobos for the episode? What if Rufus pick our asses up and throw us into some town, even though he sounds shady and isn't trusted by the mayor.
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall
That there is a seal.
"I understood like half of that. Probably because I'm so tired."
"But I agree that hobo clothes are probably a bad idea. I recommend that instead we dress like bards and jesters!"
"Then we'll have legal immunity from all sorts of things! Wait, is that still how that works?"
Edited by aPod-ofSeals on Aug 31st 2021 at 7:56:19 AM
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Local idiot who is a sucker for cute 2d boys
You do realize we're not cosplaying from the past times, right?
“You bowl with 3 middle fingers” Oh hey, a troper wall
That there is a seal.
"Of course... wait, are you telling me bards and jesters don't exist anymore?"
"Dang, we need to keep up with current events."
Data is imaginary. This burrito is real.
"....smegging heck, this really is a big mess."
(Chey looks over to the high chair and sighs.)
"Garfunkel probably retreated with Delilah to the nursery. Man, what has this day become?"
(Cue a knock on the door.)
"I'll get it."
(Ford then goes over to the door.)
"One moment, we were trying our best to get ready to celebrate the first birthday of our baby girl and the next, a whole bunch of crazy smeg happened."
(Chey sits down and thinks hard. In the background, Ford opens the door, lets Robin and Maurice in, happily shakes their hands, and takes their presents for the baby and sits them down on the coffee table.)
"My first naturally born child's birthday party and it's smegged up. Some parent I am..."
(Chey then goes over to the sink to wash the cake off her face, then over to the broom cabinet to get a mop and bucket.)
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Aug 31st 2021 at 3:03:36 AM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."