[ Only in Oceanside does one dread the weekend and look forward to Monday. It's finally peace and quiet again!! Only... Well. Ponta's orange liquid powers have been quite helpful in cooking. If he's already capable of controlling orange juice, why not make use of it for the perfect amount of flavoring for food and--
-- and this is not working. At all.
Instead of floating it where it's meant to go Ponta now has spilled juice all over the counter. He has also summoned a shield. Uh. ]
[ Okay, good, they're both perceiving this. He looks between the shield and Hana, then stops attempting to use his power and... ah, the shield goes poof. That's something. ]
Sooo... you don't happen to have an idea why I have your power, suddenly?
[ The juice is dripping to the floor, but he's still too confused to do something about that. ]
[ However one takes care of a 'power', anyway. Ponta finally picks up a cleaning rag for the mess he made, when another, significantly unfun, thought hits him. ]
... this is going to make next weekend even more of a mess than usual.
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Week 3, Monday
-- and this is not working. At all.
Instead of floating it where it's meant to go Ponta now has spilled juice all over the counter. He has also summoned a shield. Uh. ]
Hanaaa? Are you home?
[ HELP EXPLAIN THIS TO HIM. ]
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Huuuuh??
[ she had just left her room, when she hears him calling out for her.
zips into the kitchen, stopping when she sees the juice everywhere and a familiar looking shield. ]
Uh... Hm... I see...
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Sooo... you don't happen to have an idea why I have your power, suddenly?
[ The juice is dripping to the floor, but he's still too confused to do something about that. ]
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No clue. Maybe that's the fun thing this week??
[ she does try to summon her own shield, only for nothing to happen..... blinks. ]
Looks like I can't even use my own power, guess it's all yours for right now.
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[ However one takes care of a 'power', anyway. Ponta finally picks up a cleaning rag for the mess he made, when another, significantly unfun, thought hits him. ]
... this is going to make next weekend even more of a mess than usual.