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[There's a strange noise coming from the communicator, and from Med'an's room in the mansion. You may recognize it, or you may not. But it does sound distinctly like...popping. Does he have balloons in there? Bubble wrap? What? It's going awfully fast for him to be doing it manually, so it must be mechanized somehow. Did he find a synthesizer and figure out how to use the drum option?

No, he found a popcorn maker. And accidentally made it overflow.

The boy turns the video on just as his buttery fingers drop it, and it immediately disappears under at least 6 inches of popcorn. Well, at least you know what's going on!

Med'an's muffled voice comes from somewhere above the mass of popcorn.]

Help! Someone! [You can practically hear the flailing in his voice. In desperate times, a desperate puppy has only one person to call on: ]

Annge!

[ooc: EVERYONE ELSE IS WELCOME TOO :E ]

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Just take care of it yourself.

... Whatever that thing is.

[The camera is still inside the popcorn.]

I can't!

If you settled down for a moment, then you just might.

No, there's no off switch on it! And it keeps getting more corn to pop somehow! And where are you?

[He's referring to the communicator, not Yuuka, but whatever. Same thing. Kind of. A little.]

I'm right here.

That doesn't hel....keep talking. Please.

[Med'an uses echolocation?]

Hmm? What else would you like me to say?

[ he just stares for a bit, before flashing a grin. ]

Clearly the only thing you can do in this situation is eat your way out. Carve a path to freedom with your stomach!

[Med'an fishes the communicator out and looks desperately at the screen. Then at the popcorn. As though he's...considering doing this. Well, he does eat a lot.]

It's still coming out! I can't out-eat it!

Then... break the maker! You can do that, can't you?

[ ...popcorn makers can't be that sturdy, can they ? ]

[HE LOOKS AT THE POPCORN MAKER. UNSURE. BUT PERHAPS....

HE GETS UP!!!!

AND. Pauses.]

Where's the off switch?

[That would be easier....nyo....]

It's too late for that! The popcorn machine started this, you have to finish it.

[ he shakes his head, before throwing a fist in the air wildly. ]

There's only one way to settle this now! You have to teach that thing not to mess with you!

[faskdskjafldkflkj. Med'an is aware that this is kind of redonkulous, but...what else is there to do? >o< He gathers himself, STARTS TO RUN TOWARDS THE MAKER, AND PUSHES IT OVER!!!!!!]

...No! Stop - popping!

[FUU]

...well, that's a start.

[ not quite what he had in mind though. ]

Did it work?

[Popcorn begins flying through the air.]

No!

...maybe you should just make a run for it then.

[ Really, there is a moment where she seriously has the urge to mentally facepalm, especially when she realises Med'an is calling help over an out of control popcorn maker. And when she hears her own name, she can't help but sigh a little as if she has the most difficult duty in the world. (TSUNNING MEANS SHE CARES, OKAY. Besides, she does plan to help out her puppy..) ]

... Fine, fine. Give me a few moments to come over. Try to not drown in it in the meantime.

[From somewhere above all the popcorn, he calls back.]

There wasn't even that much popcorn in there!

[HE DIDNT DO IT ON PURPOSE ANGE ;O; ]

[ BAD PUPPY-- okay, no, she just talks while the sound of her footsteps (she's heading towards his room) resounds on the feed as well. ]

I'm not sure if it's such a wise thing for someone like you to use appliances from my sort of world without supervision, judging from this.

[There's some shuffling.]

Ange? I can't find the communicator...

[Useless......it's all useless...]

[ UWOOOO but no, it's okay. She doesn't find it very surprising, since Ange is used to Med'an being.. well, Med'an by now. ]

I think it's a little bit deeper, judging from the view. [ If she had been less deadpan she might have let out some giggles already by now. Instead her footsteps speed up just a little. ]

Yeah, I know! It keeps popping more!

[He manages to find the communicator and pulls it out of the popcorn. His little face looks upset and worried.]

Now it's all greasy and everything.

[ IT'S OKAY PUPPY, YOUR OWNER IS HERE-- aka, Ange arrived at the room and is now opening the door, promptly causing popcorn to spill all over the hallway as well. She's making her way through the popcorn now though. ]

I can't leave you alone even for just a moment, huh. [ It's deadpan as usual, but somewhere deep down part of her is also slightly amused. ]

[Link was doing his own affairs inside the mansion when he heard his communicator go off with a cry for help? That was definitely a cry for help! He grabbed his sword and shield.]

Where are you?

In my room! In the mansion - the second floor!

[All this is coming from above the popcorn, by the way.]

[And he's off at full trot looking for the room with the flailing individual inside. It took him a bit before forcing the door open and bracing himself, shield in hand.]

[Popcorn spills out into the hallway around Link's ankles. Med'an is currently attempting to escape the avalanche by climbing onto the bed, and up on the bookshelf there appears to be a very frightened....rabbit. The boy looks over at Link.]

Make it stop popping!

[ D8 ]

[Well, he wasn't sure exactly what popcorn was but this guy seemed definitely frightened of this thing. It couldn't be a good thing! Trudging through the strange flakes on the ground bigger than snow but not even close to cold. He eventually found his footing and brought his sword back in a stance.]

Hyah!

[That poor popcorn machine didn't even stand a chance.]

[She knows she shouldn't be giggling but... it's popcorn. Defenseless popcorn.]

Is someone coming to help you? If not, I could?

[NO ITS A POPCORN MONSTER HERMIONE. And it's still all over the screen. It seems like he can't find the communicator in the sea of popcorn.]

How do I turn it off?!

First of all, you need to calm down. Popcorn is neither toxic nor lethal. Just oily. Secondly, is there an off switch? If not, you should unplug it- a cord that connects to an outlet on a wall?

It would be lethal if I drowned in it -

[Hey he found the communicator! Have a green face.]

Why would it be attached to the wall?

O-Oh....

[Well she wasn't expecting a green face but she wasn't exactly too shocked. She's seen things. She smiled weakly.]

Well, most machines like those need electricity. Try finding it's source of power. It should be connected somewhere to the wall.

[Yeah. Dante is laughing his ass off.]

Attack of the killer popcorn. Man, what are you doing, eat it up! All of it! Do it.

I can't! There's too much of it!

[DONT LAUGH AT HIM DANTE ;; ]

That's no excuse, I don't see you stuffing your face.

[skdfkjkjlds he just looks pitiful. Please....help.....;; ]

All right, all right. I'll go help you out. Where are you, the mansion?

[ it's not that this is particularly funny to her, but Bernkastel keeps an eye on this feed anyway. That someone should cry out Ange's name in response to a popcorn malfunction... she can't help but find that a little interesting. ]

[~~Med'an likes to call out Ange's name obvs~~ ]

Haha, you might do better to call her brother, he could eat you out of there.

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[He looks kind of desperate. Desperate enough to try it.]

B....Battler!

[ 8( HALLLPPPP]

If you can find the door, why not open it to let that sea of popcorn out?

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[Video] /oh god, screaming out for 'help' is not something you do in front of Link...

SAVE HIM FROM THE POPCORN MONSTER LINK

LINK, HE COME TO TOWN. COME TO SAVE MED'AN?

POPCORN TOOK HIM AWAY NOW THE CHILDREN DONT PLAY

BUT THEY WILL WHEN LINK SAVES THE DAY, HALLELUYA!

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[voice] don't worry, med'an, I make popcorn all day long at work, I got this!!

MY SAVIOR YAY

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