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[natureinage]

Who: Residents of Moonybase and anyone who might want to visit.
When: 7 May 2011. All day.
Where: Moonybase
Summary: Half the house has been turned into children. The other half still are children. Everything is awkward.
Warnings: These are kids. Probably not much.
Format: Whatever you want. Just go for it.

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[dontcallmebruno]

[Things that are alarming when you are eight years old:]

[1) Waking up in a bed which is not yours,]

[2) Waking up in a bed which is not yours in a house that looks like it was built like 300 years ago,]

[3) Waking up in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar house and wearing someone else's clothes.]

--GYYAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!

[Hi Moonybase, have an embarrassingly shill scream followed shortly by the sound of something eight-year-old-boy sized falling from approximately mattress height and hitting the floor of the attic in a flailing heap.]

[gallitrap]

[Okay so what. now. it is now detour from previous activity land to coming up to the attic. Ruka would be a bit more frantic if she weren't already dreading what is coming.]

[so]

[hey BRUNO there is a quick knock on the door, then disregarding things like personal boundaries or sanctity of bedrooms, the door opens and a young girl pops her head in.]

[sup]

[dontcallmebruno]

[oh man oh man oh geez what is even going on where is this place WHY DOESN'T THIS UNDERWEAR FIT RIGHT--]

[alksjdfa there's someone at the door ahhhhhhh what do what do whatdowhatdowhatdo OH GOD THE DOOR IS OPENING--]

[---OH MY GOD IT'S A GIRL 8||||| ]

AAUGHH--! [And now behold a lanky little blue-haired boy trying to hold up his boxers by the waistband (not that anything would show even if they fell because HELLO HUGE OVERSIZED SHIRT) and staring at this female intruder in abject horror.]

Where IS this??! Who the heck are YOU?!

[gallitrap]

[Okay that's two people in the house affected and this house has already experienced too many Adventures with Naked Bruno, so just as quick she disappears from the doorway - instead leaning against the exterior side, eyes turned toward the ceiling and trying to keep rising stress levels out of her voice.]

[Breathe, Ruka. Multiple people being affected means it's more likely to be reversed.]

My name's Ruka. [Calling loud enough for him to hear.] You're in my house. Sorry, it's a little hectic.

[dontcallmebruno]

[Not-naked not-Bruno is way too busy freaking out himself to process anything about this random girl besides the fact that she's definitely not his mom, or any of his friends from school either, and so the first thing he does when she goes back out the door is scramble back into the bed and bury himself right back in the bedsheets to preserve his dignity (and definitely not because he's scared, nope.)]

Y-your house? D'you think I'm stupid or something? Nobody actually lives in a place like this!

[Aaaaand now that he's not distracted by immanent pants failure, the whole "oh god I don't know where I am or how I got here even" aspect of this is starting to sink in good and proper.]

[Definitely not sounding a lot quieter and a little bit nervous and wibbly now, nope.] Wh... w-why'm I here? Wh-where's my mom and dad?

[gallitrap]

[There's a moment where her mouth ticks into her cheek in annoyance. What did he mean, nobody lives in a place like this? It was just a house. Sure, it wasn't Tops, but it was still a house. Before she can shoot back a harsh retort, though, he keeps talking, and she realizes she has to be more comforting than that.]

They're wherever they were before you got here. There's been a bit of a mix-up, you see. [Yeah Bruno, she is lying her ass off to you. Deal.] We're going to try to get you back home as soon as we can, okay? This is just temporary, I promise. And yeah, this really is my house.

[Really Bruno do you think she might be a kidnapping mastermind? She's not even in high school.]

So, uh... what's your name?

[dontcallmebruno]

[Hey dude she's taller than him and like almost twice his age that is close enough to grown-up for him to worry about mastermindery.]

A... a mix-up? [Poookes his head a little further out from under the blankets.] So... this is some kinda accident?

[A considering pause. And then slooowly he actually sits upright in the bed (with an accompanying chorus of sheet-ruffles easily audible from out the door) like he's actually maybe willing to listen. He does still pull the covers tight around him like a security blanket and carry on looking a bit miserable and reluctant, though.]

... It's Johnny.

[gallitrap]

[......... Johnny???]

[Processing...]

Yeah, like that. It seems like a bunch of kids your age showed up here pretty unexpectedly.

[a beat.]

How tall are you? Uh, [I hate my life] since what you had didn't really, um, look like it fit you well. I might be able to get you something that will work better.

[dontcallmebruno]

[lineface] Showed up where, a museum?

[Okay clothes are more important than being snippy, so he will actually answer that next one semi-helpfully.] Um... shorter than you, but not like by a whole lot, I think.

[gallitrap]

Okay, I think we have something that might fit you, then. [a beat] Boys clothes, I mean. Hang on okay?

[ruka takes this pause to hate her life and hope rua won't mind her going through his things to get some clothes for bruno. "johnny." who seems to believe houses are ancient. okay. she has no idea what this means! but it's only a minute or two before she's got a short stack of clean clothes piled on one arm. shoes hang from her other hand.]

I'm going to set these down outside the door, and then I'm going downstairs, okay? Whenever you come down, I'll try to explain what's going on.

[dontcallmebruno]

[OH GOOD he was worried there for a second.] Okay.

[Waits pretty patiently all things considered and then nods very cooperatively at that plan.] Yeah, okay. Er... thanks.