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When the Aurum Janepoint pops up with the error message "error 99: bottles of beer on the wall" and will not respond to any sort of prodding or magic, Bella makes a general announcement to the majority of adults on the brainphone network.
[Jane has encountered a new and different form of error, and we are stuck here until someone finds a door or until further notice. Elspeth, please begin looking for doors.]
[Will do,] Elspeth replies into the conference call.
luminous_regnant
manofmyword
[Oh boy,] says the Joker, to a much smaller subset of the adults on the brainphone network.
"I guess that means I can't go home with you," muses Renata. "...But, but it means you can stay here with me!"
"...Yeah," says Nathaniel. He seems sort of ambivalent about this.
"Is that okay?"
He thinks about it.
"...I don't know the world," he says. "Or have anywhere to stay."
"...I don't know the world," he says. "Or have anywhere to stay."
manofmyword
"I'll get you set, don't worry," says the Joker. "How would you like your very own asteroid?"
Nathaniel blinks at him.
"This would probably not be a good place for you to stay," observes Renata. "It's not designed for humans to live in."
"Neither are asteroids, usually," says Nathaniel. "But I guess Aedyt's was okay."
manofmyword
"Yeah, that's the idea," says the Joker. "A nice little house on a nice little asteroid. Everything you could need, plus a teleportation power so you can go visiting if you wanna. Mm?"
Slowly, Nathaniel nods.
manofmyword
The Joker snaps his fingers theatrically, and they are all three of them standing on a nice little asteroid, next to a nice little house.
"Ta-daa."
"Ta-daa."
"This is cute," asserts Renata.
Nathaniel giggles.
"And you're cute," Renata tells Nathaniel. "Can I hug you?"
"...Okay."
She perhaps takes a liberty with the definition of "hug" when she lifts him off the ground and snuggles him like he's a teddy bear, but she looks deliriously happy about it.
...
Nathaniel giggles again.
Nathaniel giggles again.
Snuggles! Grinning happy snuggles.
Giggly snuggles.
"I love you. You're my favorite thing."
"Awwwwwww," says Nathaniel, snuggling her. (She is not very snuggable. But he supposes she can't help that.)
(She is doing her very best!)
Anyway, he likes how she's all happy. And calling him her favourite person. Those are nice.