THE FLUFF CORNER

[wolfintheattic]

NO LONGER IN USE

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[iamnotfast]

... Vampirism not found. Suggested substitutions include: Renfield syndrome. Photophobia. Porphyria.

[toothaches]

H-hah! See? Super rare!

[iamnotfast]

[Head tilt. Blink.]

[He totally does not buy that.]

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice keeps his grin until it starts to hurt his face.]}

What else do you want me to tell you?

[iamnotfast]

What else can you tell me about your: condition?

[IS IT STORY TIME.]

[toothaches]

Ah-- uh. Uuuuuuh.

_{[Maurice wrings his hands and looks around as if there was a HOW TO VAMPIRE manual on the wall somewhere.]}

I'm...undead. I died a few years ago, but it's totally okay! I'm fine as long as I have enough blood.

_{[Maurice, why would you tell him that?]}

[iamnotfast]

[Staaaaaaaaaaare.]

[Maybe it would help if there WAS a manual because Baymax looks about as confused as a marshmallow can.]

Do you require a transfusion?

[toothaches]

Sort of, yeah...I guess you could call it that!

[iamnotfast]

I will scan you for blood type now.

[toothaches]

Oh--you don't have to! It's just...any kind will do. For me, I mean.

_{[It's not like he can stop him.]}

[iamnotfast]

Scan complete.

I will now locate a suitable donor.

[toothaches]

Wooah woah! _{[Frantic hand waving!]} You don't have to do that! I can do that myself!

[iamnotfast]

You do not require assistance in: locating a donor for your transfusion? Are you sure?

[toothaches]

Yes! I am so sure! Somebody might see you! You're, uh...sort of my responsibility.

_{[Maurice just has no problem talking to this giant balloon nurse thing as if it were a person.]}

[iamnotfast]

... But you are my patient. Patients are the responsibility of the medical practitioner.

[toothaches]

Oh, I'm not a patient! I'm...testing you. I was told to check you out and make sure you're not some kind of killer robot. I'm just fine!

[iamnotfast]

There are no malfunctions detected.

But your scans indicate you are not 'just fine'.

[toothaches]

Now wait just a minute! Who's the vampire expert here, you or me?

[iamnotfast]

...



I am not a vampire expert.

[toothaches]

There ya go! So, don't worry! We cool?

[iamnotfast]

I am operating at optimal temperatures. Your body temperature is exceptionally low.

We are not cool. You are cool.

1/3

[toothaches]

I'm gonna take that as a compliment. Okay, time for you to go back in the box.

_{[And then Maurice invites himself to shove the strange balloon man backward against his loading dock.]}

2/3

[copzilla]

<sub>[During this whole hullabaloo, the heard the crunch of tires on gravel most likely went unheard--or at least unmentioned. A door slammed and tired, tired steps stumped up the front steps. The door opened as she fucking lived here and didn't have to knock.]

[A short, red-headed woman with bags under her eyes bustles in and coughs harshly into her fist.]</sub>

I feel like garbage, can we order ou--

_{[Why was her roommate hugging a...a blow-up doll?]}

3/3

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice's entire brain screams.]}

THIS IS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE.

oh my gOD sjkdfhsdjk;

[iamnotfast]

[This is familiar. Why does no one ask what his shut down protocols are.]

[He tries to protest, but his head is being shoved down. More and more. And when the stranger walks in, he lifts a hand as best he can to wave at them.]

Hello-!