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[In a perfect world, Maya would have been able to isolate herself for the rest of the evening. It's not like her to wallow in her feelings, but it's also not like her to be trapped away in a murder school or part of an execution so... not like she has much choice there. Besides, between the influence of Janis, and the sight of her remaining dormmates, it's clear that Maya simply can't... let things go.

It's like she told the SQUIP. They look to her for hope. And so, hope she must be. It's her job to stand tall for the others. Thankfully help comes easier this time -- there's no need to scruff Discord, or try to keep Spongebob from making Hate Patties. Maybe that, in and of itself, is a good sign.

It's just another fluke. They'll be okay. They're together, after all. Even Salieri and Discord are getting along well enough to help.

Cutting potatoes proves to be an interesting task, considering the fact that most of the knives are missing. Maya has a few guesses as to how that happened, but she won't point fingers again today. She makes do with what she has -- two swords between her and Cassandra.

Potatoes, cakes, pies -- the arrangement is much the same. There's even cocoa (made by less experienced hands, unfortunately), and alcohol. It all feels like a repeat of last week, but she's trying to not think about it. She does her best to keep a smile on her face as she knocks on each door, inviting others to the cafeteria once more.]

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[It's... definitely obvious that Spongebob is not doing well. That's about expected, after that trial, so Discord's not too shocked. He frowns for maybe half a second, before going back to one of his usual smiles.

And just heading right for Spongebob, holding out an empty cup.]

Oh, perfect timing. Hold this.

[He takes the cup. The randomness is enough to briefly enough to confuse him, but not enough for a real emotion.]

Sure, I'll hold it.

Now, let's see... It has been a second since I've tried this trick, but...

[He'll snap his fingers and in a flash appears tiny pink cloud, hovering over the cup, raining chocolate milk into it. Well, for a little bit, at least, it doesn't last especially long. Just enough to fill it up decently.]

Look at that! Still works.

[A flicker of joy passes through Spongebob's eyes as he sees the little raincloud. It wasn't enough to make him forget the entire day, but it reminds him that there is still some magic in this world. Literal and otherwise.]

How did you do that?

Just a little bit of chaos magic. I can't exactly make full rainstorms with this, but I can at least do this much.

[The little cotton candy cloud just floats down, sitting on top of the cup.]

Wow, that's amazing. [He pauses, contemplating something.] If- when we get out, do you think you could show me a full rainstorm?

Oh, I'll be able to do much more than just that. But that might be a good start, so why not.

Oh.

[He looks thoughtful, like he wants to ask something.]

What else can you do?

Oh, just about anything. When I'm not being stifled like I am here, my powers are basically infinite.

Oh, so you're like King Neptune? But more fun and nicer?

[No offence but King Neptune is a Lot Less Fun to hang around with than Discord.

... Discord would probably still put Patrick's face on his butt, though.]

Much more impressive than whoever that is, too. But yes, let's go with that.

[he's not even objecting to the "nicer" part... amazing.]

[Granted I feel like even Discord would agree that he is "more nice" than King Neptune he was a dick.

But that does get a gentle laugh out of him.]

It's a shame I didn't know you when I first met King Neptune. I betcha you could convince him that I was a worthy fry cook.

Oh, I'm sure I could do so much more. You're certain you don't want to set your sights a little higher?

[He blinks.]

I guess I can think pretty high... what do you have in mind?

Why don't you tell me, first. Come on, if you could aim higher than that, sky's the limit. What would you accomplish?

[Spongebob thinks long and hard, and when he thinks of something, he gives Discord the most serious look he's ever given anyone.]

I wanna be able to wear two ties at once.

[........................spongebob,]

You know, I think... if you put your mind to it, you could probably make that happen now.

I can! But then Mr. Krabs would go [He pauses, then makes a face while doing a Really bad pirate accent.] "Aaarg, Spongebob, I'm not payin' you to dress fancy!" [He stops the accent] and I have to take it off.

[He looks... happier at least?]

Ah, but consider, the more ties, the more professional you are.

I've tried telling Mr. Krabs that but he still doesn't listen! He's a great boss but sometimes I wonder if he's too strict with his rules.

Ah, rules. Nothing to stand in the way of a good time like pointless, boring rules.

You should just put on twenty ties. Then you can negotiate back down to two.

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