Seventh Trial

[candlelightsflicker]

[Once again the stretching room descends and the Hatbox Ghost seems impatient.]

Ugh where's that Serling guy's stupid death elevator when you need it? This is taking forever.

[But soon enough you arrive in the trial room, now with Freddie and Jyn's voodoo dolls on their podiums. And your 100% new friend Hatbox Ghost is there too!] 

If you guys don't all die next week, I'm installing the death elevator.

[TRIAL START]

Comments

[athleticallyinclined]

[ welp it's hero time

Gaston heaves a heavy sigh, then bends to scoop Soos up and throw him over his shoulder.

Ugh. He smells like...cheese? Cheese mostly. Gaston raises an eyebrow and looks impatiently around the room. ]

Are we going, or is there a party first?

[sorrydoods]

[Yeah, that's the smell of cheese alright.

Surprisingly, he still doesn't respond, just flopping onto Gaston's shoulder, crying just as much as before.

Congratulations Gaston! You got: Dead Weight]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Just what he never fucking wanted.

Well, if they're not heading off for hell right now, he'll just carry Soos off and dump him on a bed in a room that may or may not be his. You're...welcome? ]

[sorrydoods]

[I mean it's better than just leaving him there so...thanks?]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ DID THEY JUST BECOME BEST FRIENDS?? ]

[sorrydoods]

[...maybe BUT HE IS DENYING IT 'TIL THE DAY HE DIES]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ THAT DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING ]

[sorrydoods]

[and he thought the worst day of his life couldn't get any worse]

[athleticallyinclined]

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