[And now the hangover. Ish. Thing.]

[twobloomsup]

[Stanley is not his usual cheery self. As of right now he is haggard and bleary, and the mirror he uses to access the Duck is wobbly.

He's not in a good mood.]

Ugh...

What happened to me, and what did I do?

[If you have unexplained plant life where you are, it's likely because of him.]

Comments

[masked_god]

I assume the spark-thorn labyrinth is yours?

[twobloomsup]

...maybe?

[Beat]

I hope you like it.

[masked_god]

I love it. At the moment my children are having great fun feeding it birds and dodging the sparks. They say its like a fireworks show.

[twobloomsup]

[Stanley conveniently missed the part about feeding it birds. Hangovers are hard to deal with.]

You're welcome. They need more fun in their lives, you know?

[masked_god]

Indeed. And an otherworldly intelligence can invent much that they would not have considered themselves.

Though I imagine the alcohol helped with that as well.

[twobloomsup]

I sure brewed up some fun!

Heehee!

[He's feeling better.]

[masked_god]

You did! I would not be averse to seeing what else your powers could create, with or without alcoholic substances involved.

[twobloomsup]

[Stanley now has a wide grin.]

I won't disappoint you!

[ifbymyhands]

Were you drunk that whole time?

[twobloomsup]

Drunk?

Is that what it was! -oh no, no no!

[ifbymyhands]

What's wrong? You'd think that wouldn't be the worst virus ever.

[twobloomsup]

I did things I would not have done had I not been affected.

[It's more innocent than it sounds. Really!]

[ifbymyhands]

I'm pretty sure that's the point.

[twobloomsup]

[Stanley brightens. Considering he's still out of it, it might look weird.]

Well, I'm well now, and I didn't fall into any wells. Heehee!

[mightletyouknowme]

Eh? You look sick.

[twobloomsup]

I was sick.

I didn't like it.

[loneliest]

[twobloomsup]

[Through watery eyes, Stanley can only make out heir odd shapes.]

...hello?