[Hello, ducklings! Today you're blessed with the musical sounds of... barking?]


[Why yes, there's a dog on the screen. Winry's dog to be more exact, who barks twice and then looks back with a whine. ('Help?' is seems to ask.) That "back" isn't Winry's place - it's a modern apartment, where you can see a familiar braided boy going from one corner to the other. He's throwing stuff out from their drawers, opening and closing boxes, basically making a mess - cursing like a sailor during the whole deal.]

GoddammitfuckingshitsonofabitchI'MGONNAKILLTHOSEDUCKS!


Sorry, buddy, I'll take care of ya in minute. [Insert a muffled sigh here. This was going to be a long day...]

[Welcome to Duo's apartment! ...or whatever it's left of it. No, I'm not lying! Under all those piles of machine parts, metal, glitter and who knows what other crap, there's in fact an apartment.

What's that big metal thing you ask? Just a catapult, nothing to worry about. Duo and his new friend Ferb have been busy, you see. Now that's something to worry about. The green haired boy is standing by the catapult, a strange metal sphere in his hand and... being loaded as ammunition. Something else to worry about. Duo, on the other hand, can’t be seen around. But if you pay close attention, you’ll notice a long braid coming out from under the catapult. After a moment, Ferb leans down and gives a thumbs up to Duo.]

‘Kay, lil’ buddy, now ya’ll see what I meant with gettin’ lots of fun with this.

[Does that sound ominous? ...Maybe. Dun-dun-dun!]



[OOC: Here’s the deal duckies! Duo and Ferb are putting all that glitter from the 5th year duckiversary to good use! In the form of glitter bombs (think high-tech whip cream balloon). Video/Voice posts will be the one’s targeted since Ferb’s world hopper can get the location off the feed. And no, the metal sphere won’t fall on the person. That would be mean, Ferb doesn’t do mean. (Duo does, but he hasn’t convinced Ferb yet.) If your muse tag this, be ready for a glitter shower on them. /insert evil laugh here and... blank stare?]

[The video feed starts with the view of an office, no person in sight. But you can still hear Duo's voice, together with rummaging noises. He sounds a bit annoyed.]

Do ya have any idea of the fuckin' pain in the ass that was gettin' all that confetti an' glitter off my hair? It won't be difficult to find the hair balls blockin' the pipes this time, I bet they can freakin' glow in the dark.

[He suddenly pops out of the screen when he sits up - he had been going through the drawers on his desk. He has a fork in one hand and a tupper with the cake in the other one. You may also notice he's a little more formal today, wearing his Preventer uniform.] At least I got compensation - free food always gets me in better mood.

[His eyes leave the screen to look at something on the other side of the office, and he grins that dangerous grin of his. He puts a finger against his lips, asking the community for silence, and then turns the laptop around to film a guy with the same uniform going through some files. Once again, you can hear Duo's voice, more cheerful this time.]

Hey, Blokhin! Think fast! [You see something fly from Duo's direction - the party hat. The guy catches the hat and when he turns it upside down to see what the hell it was about, confetti is thrown at his face. The agent is not amused - but that doesn't stop Duo from laughing his ass off.

He turns the laptop around again to its original position and you can see Duo already attacking the cake.] Merry Duck-mas!

[What's this on your screen today, ducklings? Could it be that someone let the tv on during a Matrix marathon?]



[Nah, it's just some good old coding. Well, maybe not so old. In fact, many of you will probably have some problems reading it, considering the speed and the complixety of it. But the sequence doesn't last long: suddenly, the screen goes black and then some text appears on it.]

It's not every day that a site I can't trace appears on my computer. |

[The cursor stays there, blinking, until the screen goes black again and a young, male voice can be heard. He sounds a little skeptical.] Didn't know that ducks could travel through time an' space. Guess ya won't find that in a zoology book, now would ya?

[Silence. It looks like the stranger is considering his options. Finally, after a muttered "to hell with it", the video feed is turned on. Now you can see a young man with a really long braid, wearing pajamas and drinking coffee from a large black mug with the numbers "02" on it. He appears to be at his apartment, and... are those his feet on the computer desk?]

'Kay, I'll bite. Duo Maxwell, at yer service. [He waves to the camera, then puts his grin up on place. And let's not forget the teasing tone!] So~ Do ya come here often?

Ivy, I almost forgot our date tonight! Lucky us I remembered, huh? And hey, what did I tell you? I'd be as good as new tonight--no more virus and hacking up lungs. So we still on?

And I guess one of us will need a worldhopper.

So uh.

Virus in effect. Visiting a lady friend. Someone hop me to her place pronto? You take credits, USD, Euros, etc. I can pay you.

Someonedoitplease.

Oh, I'm so badass following a trend. Clearly, the only one of you that have good taste in music is the guy who posted the Beatles. So here, have a couple good songs most of you've probably never heard of. The second one is to help combat the catchy-ness of the first one.

( Not cut ICly )

Hey, guys! I need a delivery boy (or girl~) to drop off the best popcorn ever to a guy I just met. His name's Alphonse, and I haven't got a clue as to where he's at. But maybe you know, or he can tell us!

Uh, and payment is negotiable and all that~.

(See, Al. Told you I was gonna do it! ♥ It's seriously a crime to miss out on this popcorn.)

ETA: Scratch that! I'll need someone to take me to him Friday, and he'll be in South City, Amestris. Guessing that's another version of Earth.

[ ooc: LOL, srsly, guyz. I know there's a lot of comments but still need the worldhopper. ]

HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY, WUFEI!

( My present to you~! Sorta. )

Wish him a happy birthday, guys. He won't be a jerk, I promise~.

Hey, Trowa! I drew this for you, baby. ♥ What do you think?

( Not cut ICly )

P.S. What should we do for Grumpy Pants' birthday?

[ ooc: Mun didn't draw, but her lovely and hilarious bff did. ]