Is This Where You Wanna Be? Crawling On Your Hands and Knees?

[mayavericks]

[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.]

Comments

[disharmonizes]

Ooh, that's perfect! It's like you can read my mind.

[violentenvies]

We just need to add some lyrics to it, I think...

[he continues the jaunty tune, 'hmm'ing in his throat for a moment]

Something like....

Ding-dong! The SQUIP is dead
Which SQUIP then? The Wicked SQUIP!
Ding-dong! The Wicked SQUIP is dead~

[disharmonizes]

[Those lyrics will get an outright laugh from Discord, one of absolute delight.]

Oh, that's horrible and I love it. You have a real talent for this, Maestro.

Not just the music thing, I mean, but mockery.

[violentenvies]

[Really, it's truly ridiculous how pleased he feels when Discord not only laughs at his creation, but compliments him on it. Like a boy with a crush. How embarrassing, and he would be far more ashamed of himself if he didn't feel so giddy]

Yes, well, I so rarely get the chance to combine two of my greatest talents, so how could I resist?

[disharmonizes]

We should do the Wizard next, don't you think? He deserves the same honor.

[violentenvies]

We certainly could. [he turns the march into a minor key, suddenly, smirking]

Another march? Or something different?

[disharmonizes]

I'm not sure... It has to be as insulting as possible, of course, but who knows what that would look like exactly.

We don't have too much to go on.

[violentenvies]

Unfortunately, that's true. [the music shifts a bit again, moving through different modes, different styles] Other than being a terrifying head made of metal and apparently under the thumb of some even higher power...our options are fairly limited.

[disharmonizes]

Of course, it is a very stupid head, so there is that.