4th Wall--[Action]

[there_were_none]

[Nothing to see here. Just a little girl peeking out the window of House 44, people-watching, staring at you. Nothing out of the ordinary--except she's not human, her eyes are bright day-glow red and that gaze seems to be doing a fabulous job at trying to burn holes into your brain. Or, if you are lacking this gray and squishy organ, whatever it

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[myprivate_radio]

[Stares back.]

[there_were_none]

[...that is a kitty. Or what looks like a kitty. Flandre is curious.

Are we having a staring contest?]

[myprivate_radio]

[Headtilt. He doesn't know. Do you want to have a staring contest?]

[there_were_none]

[Matching that headtilt. She is unsure, good sir. Cat. Details.

But there is another Flandre popping into existence outside that window, crouched a bit closer to the cat but still within the shade. Since ew, sun.]

[strongest_nee]

-Tap tap on the window, and a wave.-

[there_were_none]

[what no I wasn't asleep

See, eyes blinking half-open from a very unsleepy state of torpor at the noise.

...that seemed to be a familiar person.]

[strongest_nee]

Oi!

[there_were_none]

[Flandre yawns, stretches a bit, and looks...up?

...when did Cirno get this tall?

She's still slightly sleepy, but she is very curious. And chirping about it.]

[not_in_windows]

[Staring at the sleeping Flandre]

[there_were_none]

[It's very fascinating, this sleeping thing. She's gnawing on her knuckles.]

[not_in_windows]

[Pokes]

[there_were_none]

Nrgh.

[What who's poking me. Flandre wiggles away slightly.]

[my_six_hearts]

[if the Weighted Companion Cube had eyes, it would be staring back. But, since it does not, it just sits there instead]

[there_were_none]

[Hello there, cube. Die. Box-with-hearts-on-it. Flandre is perplexed by your presence. Where did this object come from? She blinks at it, instead of staring.]

[my_six_hearts]

[it would love to explain, but--unfortunately--the Weighted Companion Cube cannot speak. Each of its little painted hearts do convey a message, though... and an important message, at that: it loves you]

[there_were_none]

[Can she pick it up? Yeah, she can.

...wait how heavy is it.]