❝If you're out there trying to move on❞

[guiltapalooza]

Characters: Willow (guiltapalooza) and you! OPEN.
Setting: Floor 20, the one open to the outside.
Format: Action tags preferably, but I can prose if you wish!
Summary: Super duper backdated to sometime during the chocolates event last week, around Valentine's Day. Willow ate a peanut butter chocolate and... thinks she should be Aradia's older sister. This includes turning herself into a troll. On purpose. Whoops. (Note: she's only a troll for this post, nowhere else! Please excuse the icons!)
Warnings: Just obsessive stalkerness for Aradia.

[It was delicate work, and it'd taken her a while, but it was finally done. She was even the same blood color as her, which was a happy coincidence. Willow had eaten the chocolate and gotten a glance at Aradia earlier, but had felt too overwhelmed by her feelings to approach her right away. How was she supposed to talk to her unless she was right for her, first? She couldn't be her sister if she was human. Trolls didn't even have sisters.

Which was, honestly, a minor detail in her mind. Everything right now was centered around finding Aradia and showing her what she'd done, certain she'd be happy. There was also a minor footnote about how she had to give Eridan his ring, and oh, he'd probably be happy, too! His ring was all done and she was a troll now! They could be real matesprits. Willow couldn't figure out why that word had seemed funny to her before.

It was something Aradia had, so she, of course, had to have one, too. They both had matesprits. It was perfect.

She'd sought out the big empty space of the twentieth floor to do her spell, but now she's packed up all of her supplies and stuffed them in her messenger bag, and is making her way over to the stairs. She stops the first person she sees.]

Hey! [she says brightly, maybe too brightly, as if nothing is strange about her appearance at all.] Have you seen Aradia? I need to show her how perfect we are now. How alike.

Comments

[touchofgenius]

...So you did this on purpose?

[guiltapalooza]

Uh, duh. Keep up, here.

If you're not going to help me find her, I need to get going.

[touchofgenius]

No wait! I'll help but... Why did you do this on purpose exactly?

[guiltapalooza]

Because we're sisters, so we need to look like sisters, [she says stridently.]

I don't need to explain how sisters works to you, too, do I? Because I've given that lecture like three times already and it never gets less confusing for me.

[touchofgenius]

...You know what, that's fine. That's good enough for me. I don't really even think I want an explanation beyond that. Let's just look for her.

[guiltapalooza]

[She beams suddenly.] Great! Let's go. You know, you're not so bad.

I bet you're real popular with the sexually confused witch trolls at home.

[touchofgenius]

...Thanks?

[guiltapalooza]

[Walking merrily to head up the stairs now...]

You're welcome. So, are you doing anything for Valentine's Day? Your boyfriend isn't here, right?

[touchofgenius]

[Shame, agony, woe. Thanks Willow. Birkin makes a rather pathetic little moaning noise in the back of his throat before answering.]

Oh nothing much. Killing myself, probably.

[guiltapalooza]

Don't be silly. [She nudges him with her elbow.] You still have someone, you just can't see him right now. But you definitely will again!

[touchofgenius]

[Birkin actually pauses his wallowing in self-pity for a moment at that. Willow's right, and feeling shitty wasn't really doing him any favors.]

Thanks.

...And actually, Stein is here. But he's also completely insane again, so I can't tell if he's my Stein and just doesn't remember because he's lost it, or if he's a different one. I've fixed that once before though, so I bet I could again. So I guess that's something to live for.

[guiltapalooza]

[Willow is nothing if not well-versed and attentive in matters of romance, and in fact she listens intently when he explains.]

That's hard. My... my girlfriend had something like that happen to her once, and it's hard to be that patient. But if you really matter to each other, you'll figure it out, and it'll get better.

[It's a ridiculously optimistic statement, but Willow seems calm and level as she says it, tempering it.] Nothing stays the same for too long.

[touchofgenius]

[Birkin sighs, feeling himself sag, like he's held in that sigh for years. The breath he takes in is shaky, but he remains calm for once in his life, and simply nods.]

Love is never easy. And that's what I signed on for when I fell for that psycho.

Besides, it's not like we're ever really apart anyway; I have his toe on my foot.

[guiltapalooza]

... His toe? I guess you really did sign on.

[She tries to lighten the mood, raising her eyebrows playfully.] As someone I know once said, we're all just fools for love, huh? Look at me, I'm a troll now.

[touchofgenius]

When I fall, I fall hard.

...So you did this to yourself? On purpose? That's actually kind of sweet.

[guiltapalooza]

Yeah, it was on purpose, but it wasn't for Eridan. [She seems oddly shameless about admitting this, too.]

I told you, it was for Aradia, and it took me a long time to get right. I hope she likes it.

[touchofgenius]

Oh wait are you doing that whole... Four-people romance thing?

[guiltapalooza]

No! I mean, I don't think so. I'm not really good at hating people, to start with. [At least not while she's human...]

I just wanted us to be the same since we're sisters.

[touchofgenius]

Aren't all trolls technically related? They call their... Uh. Well they call part of their mating ritual an incestuous slurry, so...?

[guiltapalooza]

... Ugh, gross. I haven't heard that term before.

And hey, way to stomp all over my new found feelings! [Tragic expression here. The most tragic.] Can't you be a little more supportive?

[touchofgenius]

Sorry, sorry! If it makes you feel better, you really do look lovely like that. Any troll would be thrilled to be your matesprite or meow-rail or whatever.

[guiltapalooza]

Awww, thanks. [Her smile comes back abruptly when she gets complimented.] That's more the reaction I was going for, I admit. ... And the word's moirail, by the way; less with the catness.

[touchofgenius]

Heh, sorry. I've really only heard it the cat way. Nepeta - that's her name right? - is Stein's self-appointed moirail, so most of what I know about it, I've heard from him describing the sort of stuff she does.

[guiltapalooza]

I don't know, I've never met her. And I think I'd remember a cat troll.

[Yeah she totally got the wrong idea about this. She makes such a failure of a troll...]

[touchofgenius]

You know the... [He puts his hands up on his head, sort of like cat ears, but really he's trying to indicate Nepeta's horns] With the Leo symbol?