Some Reality Web

Midnight hit, the new year came rolling in, and, out of the blue, we're almost through the first full week of said new year.

Who decided to play with time and the speed of things? We're going to have a serious talk.

Also, your majesties Belle and Elsa? Don't worry about the misshapen pot sitting in the sink. It should have stopped smoking by now. It might still have a slight smolder but it's not a hazard.

...I don't think.

The stove should still work, too. Just...be careful when using the front left burner.

Everyone, try not to get into trouble. I'm officially closing till after the New Year.

Of course I'm not good at vacations and the Entity tends to be a jerk but I guess we'll see how that goes.

[Kate]
Ms. Bishop, would you do me the honor of joining me for the Nutcracker this weekend?

It seems Elizabeth Bennet is among those returned. I believe her roommates are also gone. I know I don't hear Joan or little Arthur, at least.

I can't help but feel like the Entity is gearing up for something big.

Looks like I'm elbowing my way through some crowds to find some better winter boots. And a scarf. And gloves. And everything else you need to enjoy super amazing snow and ski lodge things!

Lucky already went bounding through it and now he's curled up with me under a blanket. What a dork. 💜


[B Squared (Billy Batson)]
So, young Billy of House Batson, what are your intentions with young Cassie of House Lang?

More importantly, what are you getting her for Christmas and do I need to provide you an extensive list of possibilities?


[Matthew]
It's possible that I have made a list of all the things to do now that it's officially the holiday season. But, I also realized that a lot of these things are...visually-driven and I don't want to be a terrible human being -- are these things you'd maybe want to do? Things being going to the tree lighting and window shopping and visiting Bryant Park?

And, of course, hot chocolate in the ski lodge because we need to do at least one of those things.

I don't mind Thanksgiving. I don't mind Christmas. Okay, I like Christmas. I liked it more when

It's kind of weird, though, too. Celebrating things here. Very weird Kind of sad

It's not the company. The company's great! Something's missing

The last big Thanksgiving dinner I had seems like ages ago. Decades. Centuries. (Cue the most epic Kate Bishop Trademarked dramatic music here, okay?)

Definitely in Los Angeles with the other WCA members. After another second-rate super villain wanted to weaponize yams. Those are sweet potatoes for those not in the know.

...They are, right? They're not different? OMG don't tell me if they are, okay? It takes away from my "Back in My Day" novella.

I've watched the Thanksgiving Day Parade from so many different places. Seen the tree lighting in Rockefeller. Gone ice skating mostly on my butt. You walk around the city now, though, and there's a layer of something missing. A distinct lack of gross hot dog water, bitter sidewalk coffee, and hundreds of expensive perfumes spilling out of the department stores.

Now, all I want is a pretzel from the carts that littered the corners of Midtown followed by tacos from the taco truck in Santa Monica.

Gonna take Lucky for a walk and pin down a peppermint mocha instead. 💜

Yeah, I know this is going to sound weird to normal people.

I don't feel Daisy anymore. I'm pretty sure she got sent back.

[Kate]

There's peppermint mocha cold brew in my fridge. Assuming you want some. I'm probably going to hide for a day or two.

Everyone is talking about costumes and carving pumpkins, but why are we not talking about a distinct lack of candy corn?

Is there a shortage that we were not informed about? Do I need to question the lobby ostriches? I wouldn't be surprised if they're behind it. They have a sweet tooth.

...Sweet beak? Talon? Hmm.

GWEN! ...I may have put Jeff through the laundry on accident. He's okay! He definitely had fun! Too much, I think. He was sleeping in my laundry basket again.

I will also concede to you Pumpkin Spice Latte supporters. It might be an alright drink. I definitely did not drink three today I still favor the peppermint and chocolate things.

Also, while lasers can make a precise cut, they're not great to use on hair. The smell is pretty terrible.

( [Sent separately to Lizzie M, Rose T, Gwen P, Eliot W, Belle, Morgan S, & America C] )

What is everyone dressing as for Halloween?

I think there's a small human I'm supposed to be responsible for. Could someone check on Marlene for me till they let me out of here?

And also make Kate stop worrying I'm fine honest.

And if anyone wants to bring ice cream by that would be good because they use the stuff without real milk and it's awful.

For those of you who were acquainted with the Holmes siblings, it seems the Entity saw fit to return them to their proper time.

[ neal ]

I do not suppose this meets the special requirements for a Mai Tai occasion?

[ matthew ]

I am alright.

[ joan ]

I might step out for a spell. Is there anything you might need before I leave?

[Matt]

Okay, so I was going to be cute nice and leave a pumpkin spice latte (it's in italics for emphasis) at your door but I realized that would be a terrible idea.

So, I guess we can go and get one when you're not busy with your lawyer stuff.

Or I could be extra amazing and bring it to you.

I like being invisible! I can play tricks!

Just over here patiently counting down till all the pumpkin flavored things hit stores.

Also salted caramel. That's a big one for fall, too.

Listen. I have a need.

A need to play an exceptionally brutal game of Monopoly.

Or Uno.

I say brutal because you're going to leave with sore butts when I'm done kicking them.

I'm leaving clues to where this is going to happen. Like a quest, but way cooler because it's from me.

Matthew is my co-conspirator but he just doesn't know it yet.

...Well, I mean, now he does, but you get it.

Happy Name Day to the best sister I could ever hope to have. I'm glad after so many years apart I can celebrate your name day with you again.

Has anyone seen or heard from Joan Watson? I don't know what else to do.

You know, you wouldn't think the equivalent of video game NPCs in real life would need legal counsel, but apparently it's a thing. So I guess I'm opening a practice here? It's just me, so it is what it is, really.

Still going to call it Nelson & Murdock. If he ever showed up and it didn't have his name he'd be heartbroken, and none of you want to see Foggy Nelson cry.

Anyway. If any of you non video game NPCs ever runs into legal trouble, you know where to find me.

so this is why whiskey is the drink of choice. gotcha.

I'm officially calling for a mini-golf tournament.

Pairs, teams, I don't care, but I never get to play and it's here and we're definitely doing it.

Are the colors gone for everyone else?