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[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

[ Somewhere in the dressing room a door just pushed opened, followed by the sound of tons of salty, lightly buttered popcorn spilling out into the hallway. ]

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[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

[look out, Roxas! the mass of popcorn is moving!]

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

[lo, a hand sticks out of the mound, covered in butter.]

I come in peace!

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

Huh? What's--?

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

[the hand reaches to grab a handful of the popcorn from whence it came, then offers it out.]

Want some?

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

Aren't you going to come out of there?

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

[... stops.]

Huh.

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

[the distinct sound of crunching is coming from inside that popcorn.]

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

[picks up a handful from that hill of popcorn, tasting it.]

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

It needs more butter.

[he can see you, even if you can't see him.]

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

I think it's fine the way it is already.

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

Really? Huh.

[starts moving out of the popcorn, which of course causes it to shift and spill everywhere.]

[zombie-music.livejournal.com]

While this is the weirdest thing I've seen yet, it is still all kinds of awesome. I approve.

[evidently the two half-grown kittens with him think so too, as they're batting at popcorn kernels.]

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

If this is the weirdest thing you've seen, you must be new.

[says the popcorn mountain.]

[zombie-music.livejournal.com]

Nah, I've been here for awhile. But this is the cool kind of weird.

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, that kind of weird.

[pops his head out of the popcorn, grinning.]

[zombie-music.livejournal.com]

[it's like looking into a mirror. he grins back.] Yep. I should be used to it, my sister does horror movie makeup. How'd you find this room, anyway?

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

Sister?

[you have surprised him, good sir. so has your apparent possession of a heart.]

Oh, uh-- I think I spawned it.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[....popcorn what.]

Huh.

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

[the popcorn seems to be breathing, too. egad, where could such a terrifying creature come from?!]

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[she immediately thinks of one person, actually.]

Demyx?

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

Hey, you're good at this!

[pops out of the mountain, popcorn flying everywhere.]

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[laughs, despite getting hit by a couple pieces.]

It was the popcorn.

[orhighwaters.livejournal.com]

Popcorn's my new signature?

[it's in his hair, shh.]