Once Upon a Time, Part 1

[wileycoyote]

(That was supposed to be in parentheses )

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(Naughty naughty)

[wileycoyote]

( haha I can’t wait to see the next part of the story… hint hint)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(*cough*)

[wileycoyote]

( lol)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(Yup.)

[Dawn]

(I swear I don’t mean to make Kristen the bad guy. Slytherins just have the perfect personality for evil though. And Kristen seems to enjoy being villainous XD)

[Poulet Frit]

(I DO ENJOY BEING EVIL!!!!! IT’S BEAUTIFUL)

[Masøn M.]

(Do let me know if you’ve discovered Triste’s secret by the way… I’m quite curious if I made it obvious enough…)

[Jeff Ross]

(I see lots of clues, but I feel like there’s a reference that I just don’t know yet, so I can’t outline what the secret is. I’m curious to see if Masøn M. can reveal the secret before the Giant Bunny tries to eat Josiah and accidentally eliminates Triste from the story.)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(I think I figured it out. Mebbe.)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(Grr… I don’t know if my hypothesis is correct and I have no way of asking Mason privately…)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(Okay, yup I got it.)

[Masøn M.]

(Hehe, there is one clue that basically outright states her secret… So if you figure that one out you’re basically set… Also, I just read Matthew’s first post again and he says quote: ‘I want a crazy-but-not-to-crazy story’… I think we’ve failed XD But still, it’s amazing so far imo…)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(There’s at least three hints that I picked up on after you mentioned it… yeah one is more obvious than others.)

[Jeff Ross]

(So if it basically outright states her secret, is it really a secret? Am I looking tube hard for additional clues?)

[Masøn M.]

(Probably… Considering this is a group story I wasn’t gonna make it stupid impossible… I just kinda wanted to introduce that character mysteriously and it opens Pilots of doors for storylines in the future)

[Jeff Ross]

(I know I’m tired, so I could be misunderstanding this, but did you really mean to say “it opens Pilots of doors for storylines” or is that a typo?)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(I’m going to post now, so nobody say anything.)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

…until Josiah stopped.
“ARE YOU MAD????” Dawn screamed
“Some would say so, yes.”
Dawn, not having prepared a response to this, kept running.
“Fluffy?” Josiah inquisitively said.
The giant bunny stopped, started making excited sounds, and rolled over to be scratched.
“But… how… who… what…” Triste said.
“Haven’t you ever watched Episode 5 of Avatar the Last Airbender?”
“I… oh. Okay.”
“Indeed.”
“…”
“Well then, now that that’s settled, is anybody up for a spot of tea? There’s a shop right over there.”
Triste and the others had no idea what to respond to this, so they followed Josiah to the shop, The Animated Fellow. The shop was run by a pleasant young man, slightly above average height, and possessing a pair of glasses. He had what appeared to be sandy hair, but it was dyed so that it was dark. He kept glancing oddly at Peter, but Peter was trying very, very hard to ignore him.
“Good day,” Josiah said
“Good day, how may I help you?”
“I suspect some of my friends here would like some tea, but I see on your menu that you also have milk? Could I have a glass of that please?”
“Yes, indeed you-”
“HOOOOOOOOOOOW DAAAAAAAAAARE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU??” Triste shrieked
“Pardon? I’m not quite sure I follow you,” Josiah said confusedly
“MILK IS THE MOST VILE DRINK ON THE PLANET! YOU WILL DIE IF YOU DRINK IT!!!”
“… I highly doubt that.”
“Er… can I just have some tea?” Mason said.

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(I hope that made it obvious enough, Mason.)

[wileycoyote]

( I feel like it has something to do with her eyes. I’m super new here so I could be wrong? Mason? Am I right maybe?)

[wileycoyote]

( the milk?)

[Poulet Frit]

(I had a guess it was me from the name. I do have a question. Do I sound like that when talking about milk?)

[Masøn M.]

(A little bit, Kristen :P… And no, Jeff, I apologize for my stupid auto correct. It was supposed to be ‘plenty’)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(No, you don’t. I was just trying to make it obvious and caricaturing as a result.)

[Manalive Smith]

“No problem we’ve got lots of teas.” The bespectacled individual with the indecisive hair began preparing the drinks.
“So what sort of heroic quest brings you guys here –” His eyes alighted on Triste’s tattoo. The milkshake in his hands fell to the ground and shattered.
“Um… are you okay?”
His eye twitched. “My CPSD is kicking in.”
“What’s CPSD?”
Dawn began looking for places to hide. “Compulsive Puzzle Solving Disorder, we should probably run.”
“Why?”
“Because if he can’t solve it he will explode.”
“Wait which one of us ordered a milkshake?”
The letters of the tattoo swam before his eyes. It was an anagram with roughly twenty trillion possible permutations. He began testing them, shifting them, looking for meaning. His heart rate accelerated and his eyes glowed blue and then the answer locked into place.
He screamed it out. “TEETH SLED KRISTEN!”
“What?”
The man slumped into a chair and began nursing a headache that was the exact size and shape of a dragonfly. “Wow, I’m glad that’s over with.” After a few minutes with his eyes closed he set a kettle to boil and began cleaning up the milkshake mess.

[Poulet Frit]

(Umm….OK then)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

(Was the “Umm… OK then” to me, or Manalive?)

[Josiah the Carrot Stick]

“Hmm… I wonder what a teeth sled is?” pondered Josiah
Triste looked slightly nervous, but didn’t say anything.
“I hope it’s not a sled that you have your teeth pulled on. Or that pulls your teeth,” mused Mason
“Ew,” said Dawn.
The man, having recovered from his headache, presented them with their drinks.
“Thanks, bro,” Peter said.
“So you’re going to admit it now?” said the slightly odd man.
“What… I didn’t… how… dang it.”
“Smooth.”
“Like your face.”
“You’re more baby-faced than I am.”
“Whatever.”
“You do realize how ridiculous your being, correct?”
“I’m being ridiculous? You’re being ridiculous.”
“Oh really now?”
“Yes.”
“Good to know.”
“I thought so.”
“Apparently.”
“Will you two shut up and explain yourselves already?” Dawn said with some exasperation.
“Sure.”
“If you like.”
“Such a lady pleaser you are.”
“You agreed, first.”
“You agreed second.”
“I think you should heed Dawn’s words before you get smacked,” Josiah volunteered.
“Probably.”
“Yeah.”
“Glad we’re in agreement.”
“So am I.”
“GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH,” Dawn yelled.
“Let’s shut up.”
“Yes, let’s.”
“…”
“…”
“Wait, which of us is explaining?”
“I don’t know”
“Okay.”
“You go.”
“Alrighty.”
The bespectacled man began: “Well, you see, we’re brothers…”

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