21st Note

[thewildone]

[Voice]

I'm pretty sure that actually just happened.  I'm pretty sure I was attacked by Piglet.  Not, like, a piglet, I mean, that would be weird too, but a little less surreal than getting attacked by Piglet. The Piglet. Hundred Acre Woods and all that Piglet. I mean, I kind of knew he was in the city, but I did was not expecting that level of violence directed at my knees.

Also, it's really warm today, so I'm going to get drunk on the beach.

[ooc: Probably won't be able to tag back until late tonight/tomorrow, but wanted to get this up for rabid Piglet plot purposes. Also, he's going to spend the next few days being cheerful in the holiday spirit but not particularly sober because he does rather miss Penny.]

Comments

[chasingmorning.livejournal.com]

He doesn't seem like that kind of a...well, thing to attack people.

[thewildone]

Maybe he just snapped, I dunno. Or somebody did something.

[hidesinrestroom.livejournal.com]

You've met that little thing too? Are you alright?

... And I'm joining you at the beach.


[OOC: They can get drunk about Penny together. Awww.]

[thewildone]

It's a stuffed animal. Sort of. I don't think it even has teeth.

Bring booze.

[hidesinrestroom.livejournal.com]

As long as it didn't hurt you.

Vodka?

[thewildone]

Great.

Uh, bring some orange juice or something.

[hidesinrestroom.livejournal.com]

Can't drink it straight?

[thewildone]

Nope. And I think we had this conversation before.

[hidesinrestroom.livejournal.com]

I think you're right.

I'll bring some other stuff then.

[thewildone]

Thanks. I'll save you a beach towel spot.

[hidesinrestroom.livejournal.com]

Do you have any sunblock?

[thewildone]

Uh...nope.

[hidesinrestroom.livejournal.com]

Shit.

[thewildone]

I didn't really think about that. Maybe someone has an umbrella.

[hidesinrestroom.livejournal.com]

I guess I could run to the store and get some before I come...