☆59.5☆ [Fourth Wall]

[tearsofademon]

[Today, in a grassy field... somewhere... there is a bed. It is a large bed, and it looks like it is quite fluffy and comfortable.

It is also walking. Albeit slowly, and only once in a while, and only around the general area. The way it bends slightly at the end when it's stopped, it's almost like it's grazing or something. But surely there's no such thing as a living bed, right?...

Well, either way. There is a certain lazy mage taking a snooze on said grazing bed, along with several odd creatures. (There are two of that last one.) ...Also his Joltik in a top hat, but that's not too much of a surprise, honestly.

Pester? y/n

...Also, if anyone is curious, there is also a ghost girl sitting under a nearby tree, setting up a picnic.]

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[toneless]

Ryner, wake up!

[That's the only warning he gets before a certain sword is being swung in his direction—]

[tearsofademon]

[He may be sleeping soundly, but his instincts do notice. They notice a voice.

They notice that he knows that voice.

They notice that that kind of voice means danger.]

AAAAAAAARGH!

[And so even though he isn't quite awake, he does manage to dodge.

The poor living bed is not so lucky, however, and yowls with pain as the sword scores a direct hit. The pokemon on the bed wake up startled and scramble out of the way just in time.]

[toneless]

[Ferris doesn't bat an eye at any of this.]

Let's go, Ryner.

[tearsofademon]

[while he's rubbing his head]

Ahh, when did you get here this time, Ferris?

[The bed is just going to kind of - albeit slowly - start moving away from the crazy painful woman.]

[toneless]

Long enough to know that you've overslept. Hurry it up.

[... in other words, she really just got here a few moments ago.]

[tearsofademon]

Fine, fine, I'm getting up.

[he's even pushing himself off the ground and everything.]

[dreamsofahero]

*...you know, he's actually momentarily too dumbfounded by the bed to immediately wake Ryner up*

[tearsofademon]

[It is a lovely bed-cow-thing, isn't it?]

[dreamsofahero]

*...maybe

but that doesn't change the fact that you're slacking off and CLEARLY this cannot be allowed to stand

which means that after a moment's thought you're getting an empty pokeball chucked at your head :)*

[tearsofademon]

[being asleep, he doesn't get to dodge that

but he just grimaces, groans a little, and turns over in his sleep]

[dreamsofahero]

*...oh come on now. He doesn't have any dictionaries on him, so unless he's going to resort to chucking rocks..... :|a*

[reveiller]

[ and there is a tennis boy, perched on the corner of your sentient, grazing bed.

he's going to cuddle an espurr, just because he can. ]

So it really happened.

[tearsofademon]

[Ryner kind of shifts a little in his sleep.

The bed makes a happy-ish sound that's almost like a cow moo-ing.]

[reveiller]

[ gently pets the cow.... bed. ]

Do you want an apple?

[ yes, he is talking to... a mooing bed. and he's holding out an apple downwards. ]

[tearsofademon]

[The bed moos gratefully and takes the apple gently from your hand. ...It's hard to tell exactly where, because it's not like the bed has a head really, but.]

[reveiller]

[ as if the lack of a visible head has ever intimidated fuji. nothing really intimidates fuji. he just laughs a little, and watches the bed take the apple. ]

He's a bit heavy, isn't he. Thanks for carrying him around for this long.

[dreamsofahero]

Ah, you're back.

[reveiller]

Hello again. I wasn't expecting to be back, but I should've remembered that this place has a way of trumping expectations.

[dreamsofahero]

It certainly does have a knack for that, doesn't it?

[reveiller]

Ah. I think I left my tap running.

guess have this guy too

[zeitnot]

[ time to scribble amazing things on your face. like dots on your eyelids. ]

Thereee we go.

:)

[tearsofademon]

[Your art is beautiful. And not enough to wake him up.]

[zeitnot]

[ maybe this will.

time to tip you off the bed. ]

[tearsofademon]

[That'll do it.]

...ehhhAAAAARGH!

[Straight to the ground he goes.]

[zeitnot]

[ excellent. ]

Waaaasn't me.