GRAVEYARD

[dormheads]

graveyard

students in time out: 10

It's a little hard to wake up when the melody that drifts into your ears is so comforting that it'd be so much simpler to stay asleep. Maybe everything that you remember last - the cold seeping into your fingertips, the pain of injury, or the darkness creeping into your vision - will just be parts of a bad dream.

But it's not.

When you wake up, it's probably a little disorienting - you have to push off a blanket and rise from this nice comfortable mat on the floor. Seems like you were all curled up for nap time. Literally. The room that you're in has furniture meant for small humans, children as some might call them, and everything is soft and plush to the touch with rounded corners. Blocks with the alphabet etched onto them, coloring books and crayons, and even a rocking horse dot the room to really give it that childish charm. If you can think of a child-safe toy, it's probably in one of the baskets that line the shelves of the room!

Around the room they'll find baby monitors that broadcast the antics of the living. Hopefully that doesn't feel creepy.

There is a yard outside through the glass doors, but it currently seems to be locked - and the glass won't break no matter how hard you try. There's a large pink door that feels enormous, ten times as tall as you, on one side of the room, but there's no way through that either. At the very top, you might see a directory sign that says: TO ADMINISTRATION BUILDING.

Huh.

Well... for now, get comfortable. It looks like you might be here a while.

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Comments

[chevaliered]

I have no clue. He had bigger flowers, if that made any difference.

[wtfox]

I think the stems might be more important, since that's how you get them to stay together... hey, can I try something?

[chevaliered]

Go for it. I have literally no clue what I'm doing.

[wtfox]

[she takes the flowers!!


and cuts a tiny hole in the stem of one with a fingernail, before sliding the stem of the other through it.]

That should keep them together.

[chevaliered]

[ ooooh. aaahh. ]

Ohhh. Like threading a needle?

[wtfox]

Yeah, kind of like that!

[she hands the flowers back to him]

[chevaliered]

[ he will accept. thank. ]

... I think my hands might be a bit too big to make delicate little holes in flower stems, but I'll give it a try.

[wtfox]

[she wriggles her fingers]

Well, if you need help, just let me know!

[chevaliered]

[ wordlessly he just holds out the flowers to her. make him a CROWN ]

[wtfox]

[she giggles and gets to work, then!



it's not the prettiest but she cobbles together a flower crown. it's fine.]

[chevaliered]

[ look, crow was just destroying the stems. she’s getting a round of applause either way. ]

[wtfox]

[once it's finished, she hands it back to him]

There you go!

[chevaliered]

[ tah daaaah ]

Well, you made much less of a mess of that than I was making.

[wtfox]

Sometimes having smaller hands helps, that's all! But I'm sure you would have figured it out eventually.

[chevaliered]

Or ripped a few delicate stems in the process. Which I've already done.

[wtfox]

Yeah, you kind of have! But it's okay, it happens.

[chevaliered]

I'll try not to be too broken up about it.

[wtfox]

...well, you're guaranteed to be less broken up about it than the flowers!

[chevaliered]

Lucky, lucky me. [ he manages to tie a couple of flowers together. wow!]

[wtfox]

[success! she applauds politely.]

Good work!

[chevaliered]

Now to keep doing it until I’m a god at this, because there’s not much else to do!

[wtfox]

You can do it!

[a beat.]

But you're right about there not being much to do here.