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[lunadickery]

[What a fine evening this is to be spending outdoors! Scenic piles of snow gracing the midwestern farmscape, countless stars twinkling in the clear winter sky, a red moon hanging low on the horizon, flaming mistletoe, a masked and costumed man with a crossbow standing on a roof

Comments

[skirtindanger]

... Is that going to work?

[sueperman]

No. He's an idiot and he's gonna do something stupid. Even my heatvision didn't work.

[skirtindanger]

Ugh, it figures. These things really are immortal.

[sueperman]

If it gets out of hand, he's going down.

[skirtindanger]

As happy as I'd be to see the mistletoe go down, I think I'm with you there.

[sueperman]

It's an accident just waiting to happen. Even I'm not this bad.

[skirtindanger]

Yeah, this is... He could at least have tried it on one or two of them, first.

[sueperman]

Or stayed on the ground.

[skirtindanger]

When you're in a costume like that, being on a roof probably helps with the dramatics of it all.

[sueperman]

How does he even move in that?

[skirtindanger]

If he does without much trouble, it might not be as cumbersome as it looks... But I would never put on something like that.

[sueperman]

Whatever. When it comes down to it, he'll lose to me.

[skirtindanger]

You won't be the only angry person if he starts setting more than just the mistletoe on fire.

[sueperman]

... I get first dibs.

[skirtindanger]

You're the invincible guy here. If anything, I should leave it all up to you.

[sueperman]

I work fast!