This is fine. It's fine. We're fine.

[sharpasanarrow]

[Well that was.

Something.

Underneath everyone’s door they’ll find a slip of paper, in shaky calligraphy, that reads:

INVITATION

Meet in the Dining Room.

Do not bring alcohol of any sort.

Upon arrival into the Dining Room it’s clear that this is very much...not a party.

The center of the room is cleared of all tables, and instead has all the chairs arranged in a circle, facing inwards. On the tables pushed to the side are jugs of water, cups, plates of saltines, and several hastily-made pamplets that read on the front ”How to cope with Child homicide” that contains an advisory list:

1. Try not to think about it.
2. Do not get hysterical.
3. Crying is permitted, but keep it within a reasonable volume. (For the consideration of fellow mourners)
4. Maintain civility
5. Do not plunder the belongings of the deceased.
6. No drinking or gambling your sorrows away. Set an example.

Standing in front of one of the chairs already is Mr.Arrow. He clears his throat as people start to slowly come in.]

I gathered you all here because I believed it would be conductive to group morale if we all worked through our feelings regarding recent events. Talk about your feelings with one another, but not with me.

[He steps back a little, out of the circle of chairs, in what seems to be an invitation for people to sit down and discuss with one another.]

Comments

[negaverse]

This is definitely a sad excuse for a party.

[Two kids died but is that gonna stop him from being an absolute piece of shit? Nope, it's not! Negaduck's here and he's got a whole bunch of booze with him in his arms. He sets it down next to his chair and gets comfortable, popping open a bottle and downing it while watching this sobfest. Happy cryday, everyone!]

[sorrydoods]

[...

Honestly, Soos wants to punch him, but instead he's gonna grab a bottle before Arrow tries to take it away. He might need this later.]

[lovelylilmouse]

[If it weren't for the fact that Minnie simply didn't want to cause a scene, she would've definitely slapped him in the face, but she holds herself back and rolls her eyes.]

Really? That's what you're concerned about? How the party looks?

[negaverse]

What, do you want me to sit around and sob over some kids I barely knew instead? Boo-fucking-hoo.

[lovelylilmouse]

You— You...

[She doesn’t even know the right words to say. So instead she reels her hand back and slaps him across the face as hard as she can. She’s fucking pissed]

They were children! Two children lost their lives because of an accident! I don’t care if you didn’t know them well enough— have some manners, you freakin’ jerk!

[negaverse]

[Okay, that hurt a little bit, but it doesn't really get the "owww" reaction. He's kind of used to being slapped around for being a piece of garbage.]

And why should I? I don't exactly care about or like anyone here. And I especially don't care for dumb brats who just go and get themselves killed so easily.

[lovelylilmouse]

...Ugh. I can't believe how terrible you can be.

[It's safe to say that he's gotten on Minnie's bad side. Congratulations!]

They weren't dumb brats. Both of them were so nice-- neither of them deserved what happened to them.

[negaverse]

Hun, I don't know what you expected from me. I'm a terrible person and I take pride in it.

[lovelylilmouse]

If I gotta be honest, I don't know what I expected, either. But it wasn't this, I guess.

[negaverse]

Did you think that a supervillain of all people was gonna listen to you? 'Cause that's definitely never happening. Why not just run along and go participate in the sobfest with the rest of these losers?

[lovelylilmouse]

Oh...

[She takes in a deep breath, restraining from slapping him again. Thankfully she's able to do it, but the temptation is Strong.]

I'm not going to cry. I'm upset over everything that happened because I have a heart, unlike you, but I'm not going to cry.

[negaverse]

Oh, like having a heart and caring for people makes you the better person in this situation? That's absolute bullshit. Survival of the fittest, lady.

[lovelylilmouse]

I have a name. Don't call me lady, jerk. Having a heart and caring for others doesn't make me a better person, but it'll get me farther than you, probably.

[negaverse]

Really? And what's your name? Because you look like a Rickey Rat to me.

And no, caring for others won't get you farther. What happens if someone you really care about is killed? Won't you want revenge?

[sharpasanarrow]

Get. Out.

[negaverse]

Aww, but I thought you liked me! You were so eager to strip me down at the trial after all.

[sharpasanarrow]

[...]

Mr.Duck I believe you have severely misinterpreted my intentions.

[negaverse]

Did I really?

[wink wink]

[sharpasanarrow]

Don't wink at me.

[negaverse]

Are you afraid you'll fall for me?

[sharpasanarrow]

As if there would be anything remotely attractive about a degenerate such as yourself.

[negaverse]

I dunno, I like to think my bloodlust is one of my good attractive qualities.

[sharpasanarrow]

Believe me, it's not.

[negaverse]

Oh, come on! There's gotta be something you like!

[sharpasanarrow]

[He gives him a quick look up and down.]

Your feathers are...okay.