DOROTHY

[chanteuser]

Comments

[misstrust]

... Perhaps too soon, but I doubt it's poisonous.

[ Dorothy is here, waving a corn dog like she's conducting an orchestra. It's probably just a greeting, though. ]

[chanteuser]

[ conduct those stalls, dorothy. ]

See, this is why I'm feeling pretty wary. It looks radioactive.

[ the pretzel looks safe though? so. she'll take a bite of that. ]

[misstrust]

Shall I test it for you?

[ Dorothy has been drugged and poisoned, this does not frighten her. ]

[chanteuser]

[ dorothy if you die she's going to have to tell ange and that would break her heart? ]

... If you're feeling especially brave?

[ she tears off a piece of the pretzel, and dips it in the "cheese" for her. ]

[misstrust]

[ Ange has a bunch of other older siblings, it's fine. But Dorothy reaches out to take it and pops it into her mouth. ]

How... very peculiar.

[chanteuser]

... Not good?

[ it doesn't look it, soooo... ]

[misstrust]

It tastes very... I'm not sure how to put this. False?

[chanteuser]

...

[ she looks at it.

then she turns the pot upside down. the "cheese" does not move. ]

It... looks false too, honestly.

[misstrust]

[ The fact that it doesn't move is honestly very alarming??? ]

Perhaps it's better to just enjoy that plain.

[chanteuser]

... Yeah, I think that might be a better idea.

[ she will pop the cheese down on the booth counter and Never Think of It Again. yikes. ]

At least the other things are a little less questionable?

[misstrust]

Just very fried. Which I suppose is how you confirm it's fair food.

[ As she finally takes a bite out of her corndog. ]

[chanteuser]

[ is it? she looks dubiously at the corndog, and then at her pretzel. ]

... One of those situations where you're supposed to eat a lot of unhealthy food and no questions are asked?

[misstrust]

Yes, exactly like that. It's an entirely special circumstance!

[chanteuser]

I don't think I could eat this kind of stuff every day anyway.

[ it looks so greasy. she'd just get sick. ]

[misstrust]

Yes, I wouldn't say any of this would be kind to our figures on a daily basis...

[chanteuser]

[ she looks down at herself, and then back up at dorothy. hm. ]

At least there's still the kitchens at the inn this week, and we don't just have to live off this alone.

[misstrust]

... We still look amazing.

[ For the record. ]

[chanteuser]

Everyone's allowed a treat sometimes.

[ she does not disagree. ]

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy lets out a soft snort of a laugh. ]

Indeed they are!

... Ah, speaking of a treat, I did get to witness a certain former roommate of mine sharing a kiss with a certain lady friend this past week.

[ Spill, Alex. ]

[chanteuser]

[ wow dorothy just swing the bat why don't you ]

...


Well, we were in public. I'm... not surprised people saw us.

[misstrust]

[ right at Alex's kneecaps ]

Yes. And now this person would like to know more.

[chanteuser]

[ crack. woman down. ]

...

[ the look on her face suggests she thought it was all pretty self explanatory ]

[misstrust]

[ Alex. Alex, please. ]

How long have you two been together? When did this happen? I admit, I may not have thought to look deeper because... well.

[ Whatever happened with Emet-Selch, but Dorothy is Victorian and didn't even consider poly things. Shame. ]

[chanteuser]

[ everyone clocking the trio and missing alex just holding their hands in the background continues to be the funniest part of all this, honestly. ]

Officially? A couple of weeks. The rule about confessing how you felt to a person made it easier to sort everything out. [ although he beat her to it. ]

[misstrust]

... You-- not a word for weeks--

[ Dorothy lets out a dramatically loud gasp, clutching at her heart. ]

This betrayal! Goodness, if I'd gotten myself into a romance, I would have said something to you immediately!