It's all fun and games until someone dies

[folkscallmewander]

[On Saturday afternoon, Wander tapes 23 identical letters on identical stationary. He would have folded them and slide them under the doors, but the entrance to Fiddleford's room was coated in salt and possibly other condiments that hadn't been cleaned, and ruining his letter in particular would send the wrong message.]

GAME NIGHT TONIGHT

Dear neighbor, you are cordially invited to the game room this evening for a get-to-know-everyone party. There will be games! Food! Drinks! Icebreakers! Games!

I hope that we can all find the time to work together and see each other as friends!

♥ Wander and Sylvia

[The game room is less dusty in the evening with the addition of several paper chains hanging on the walls and a table laid out with cards, safety pins, food (chips and dip, Wander's triple pickle cream pie, and a cheese platter), and two pitchers of peach lemonade. Each card has blanks spaces for the participants to fill out: name and favorite food.

There's board games and a spot on the floor for group party games. Wander sets up a game for Spin the Bottle, though everyone is free to set up any game they want.

Have fun and hopefully no one will get murdered!]

Comments

[toogoodforhim]

[Hey you know what's a good curse without a little eternal winter sprinkled on for good measure

Lefou takes her expression as a personal victory and smiles in kind.]

Mm, it's true, I'm not really smart enough to be serious all the time.

[He scratches at his mustache idly. Man, he really wishes he could find a razor.]

But still, I think I'll have to give blue a try more often. Thank you for making this for me.

[kindaruledatit]

I don't know, something that wasn't, "and then everyone got sent to Arizona"?

[kindaruledatit]

[WELL.

Mmkay, Wendy just shrugs with a smirk, and holds out her arms.]

Alright, bring it in, I guess.

[kindaruledatit]

[ :3 ]

Sweet.

[pardonmylanguage]

I mean, they did do the typical "blow up all our monuments" stuff to threaten us into complying first.

[sixfingeredstan]

Ah—yes, I believe that's correct.

[Shit. Okay.

He moves his bishop in a way that bishops are not supposed to be moved. That works right?]

[folkscallmewander]

...Ford, I think your finger slipped.

[Points at the bishop.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford is immediately flustered.]

W-What do you mean—?

[folkscallmewander]

Your bishop. You moved it one diagonal over. [He touches the square where it used to be.] You moved it from here.

[sixfingeredstan]

...And?

[Oh, no. Was that not a legal move? Shoot. How does he recover from this?]

—Ah! My mistake. Pardon me. I'll just...

[He moves it back to where it was, and moves a pawn instead. Pawns are safe!]

[defyingfrigidity]

Oh please, I'm sure you're plenty smart. Besides, that has nothing to do with being serious or not.

[He seems like a kind enough guy. Way too nice to be stoic all the time.]

Of course! If you'd like anything else, please, let me know. [She rubs her hands together, a sort of idle tic that she's had for a long time now.] It's... it's good, using my magic to be able to help people. I want to be able to do that even here.

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander smiles. It was just a dumb mistake, no judgement. He moves a rook up the recently-freed column.]

Sylvia and I don't get to do board games often - easy to lose the pieces when you're on a train - so it's nice to have all these games in one place.

[sixfingeredstan]

Yes, it certainly is. It's been a great deal of time since I've had the opportunity.

[Oh no that rook is threatening.

Okay, don't panic, Ford. Just...yes, move the other Knight.]

[toogoodforhim]

Heh, well, let's just say I'm used to playing the fool.

[GET IT. CAUSE HIS NAME IS-]

I'll definitely keep it in mind. I don't want to take advantage of your magic... But I think it's strange, but it can definitely help people.

[folkscallmewander]

[Ford must have some sort of plan considering that he left his knight right in the open. Oh well, if Wander walks into a trap, at least they'll have fun.]

Boop. [Pawn takes knight.]

[defyingfrigidity]

A fool? Nonsense, you're nothing of the sort.

[He's been nothing but kind since they all woke up here! Not as outgoing as Wander, sure, but she's enjoyed talking to him.]

I... don't know if it would be wise to use my magic now, after... everything... [She may have more confidence in herself, but she's still not entirely stable inside, and it's more just a precaution than a fear of what people will do when they see her magic.] But if you have any ideas, I'd be happy to go along with them. Back home, in Arendelle... I would do a lot of things with my magic, just to please my people.

[Partly to make them happy, and partly to show that she's not a danger. That she's not a witch or a monster.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Fuck.

Why did he get himself into this?]

Ha. Meant to do that.

[Is he sweating? He feels sweaty. Don't panic, Ford, don't—]

Oops!

[It's easy enough with his big old hands and their extra finger to 'accidentally' send half the pieces flying off the board.]

Sorry about that, Wander, here, let me just...pick these up.

[Phew.]

[toogoodforhim]

[That's literally the first time he's heard that - Ever since the boy's cruel nickname became the man's de facto form of address, he's been reminded of his foolishness every day of his life.

He doesn't know what to do with her kindness, so he moves on.]

I'll let you know if I think of something.

...Where's Arendelle?

[By now he's accepted that no one else is from France, even though some people have heard of it.]

[folkscallmewander]

[Wander doesn't move, staring at the empty area that used to be populated by chess pieces.

...

He grins.] Take your time! Accidents happen.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Aha! If there's one thing she loves gushing about more than her sister, it's her kingdom!]

It's a quiet little kingdom far north. Not enough that it's cold all year round, our springs and summers are pleasant enough... but it's still far enough that you can see the northern lights all year round. It's one of the best parts of living there.

[toogoodforhim]

[He smiles at the mental image.]

I definitely understand quiet... Villeneuve is a small village that really just does the same routine.

I've never been far north before. I've never really been... anywhere, except for my village, and the army.

[sixfingeredstan]

That's so...embarrassing. Goodness.

[Ford chuckles uneasily, and picks up a few more pieces, setting them haphazardly on the board. How is he going to worm his way out of this one?—

He pauses, cocking his head like he's heard something.]

Do you hear that? It sounds like...someone calling for me.

[folkscallmewander]

Really? [He cocks his head.] You should go. I'll wait for you.

[Still grinning and kicking his legs.]

[chainbroke]

[ Wendy's enough of a Cool Kid that she feels a little nervous as she approaches... but she embraces her for little more than a second before pulling away. ]

Was that okay?

[defyingfrigidity]

That sounds very peaceful. could you tell me more about Villeneuve?

[She told him about Arendelle, so it's only fair!!]