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[givingback]

[ Brianna is sitting outside near the lake when she decides to play again, putting aside the book she was half-heartedly reading anyway. ]

We should play a game, maybe break up the day a little bit. It's called 'Would You Rather?' Basically, someone gives a scenario and you have to pick one or the other. No in between. You can explain your choice if you want, but we go back and forth until there's something so impossible to pick the other person gives up.

I'll even start.

[ She thinks for a moment, then looks back at the camera. ]

Would you rather know each time you're going to leave and come back when it comes to Wonderland, or would you rather it be a total surprise like it is now only you get to remember being here when you do leave?

I think I'd want to know when I was leaving. That way I could say goodbye, you know?

Anyway. Your turn.

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[powerofmabel]

Four years.

[She sighs and puts on a cheerful face. She came here to play a game, dangit.] But it's okay. The game's more important, and I've got a good one anyway. Would you rather stick five gummy worms up your nose or eat one gummy worm that's been dropped in the dirt?

[givingback]

[ Four years seems like such a long time to not live her own life, to be stuck here. But rather than feel sad about it, she smiles back listening to the question and contemplating it. ]

Hmmm, well. You never said anything about having to eat the ones I stuff up my nose, so I'll go with that. What about you? Going for the dirt candy?

[powerofmabel]

Nah, sticking gummy worms up your nose is awesome. I've done a hundred before.

[No we don't know how...]

[givingback]

[ Bree can't help it, she laughs and shakes her head. ]

A hundred gummy worms in your nose? Did you...well. Did you eat them...after?

[powerofmabel]

I don't think you're ready for the answer to that question.

[She probably did.]

[givingback]

[ Absolutely disgusting, but Bree can't hide a laugh fast enough. ]

Okay, my turn. Uh...Would you rather be trapped in a small room with 10,000 tarantulas for 10 minutes, or eat 10 tarantulas in 10 minutes?

[powerofmabel]

Pfft. 10,000 tarantulas easy. That's so many friends with so many limbs.

[why is this child like this.]

[givingback]

Friends?

[ Bree feels itchy thinking about it and scratches the back of her neck. ]

One of my friends in school had a pet tarantula. I remember she brought it to school for show and tell and it got loose. I have no idea if they ever found it.

[powerofmabel]

All animals are friends if you're determined enough.

[Also don't tell her that, now she's gonna have to make up an entire fanfic in her head about the great life that tarantula had to have led because it's easier to think about than "it probably died."]

Would you rather go to wizard school but after you graduate you can never use magic again or have the best high school experience ever, but it's totally normal and un-magical.

[givingback]

That's definitely one way of looking at it.

[ This kid is great, and that's Bree's certified opinion. ]

What would be the point of wizard school?! I'd never be able to follow that rule. Ever. Then what? Wizard jail? I guess I'll go with regular boring high school.

[powerofmabel]

You'd get seven years of magic and you'd get to pet dragons and stuff! I'd totally pick wizard school, and then I guess I'd write fantasy books since I definitely can't go to college after that. Worth it.

[givingback]

Okay, okay. I see your point. It'd just be such a bummer to learn all of that and then never get to actually use it again.

[ Here's where, if she were from a more current time, she'd float that whoever wrote Harry Potter was a wizard living in a muggle world. But alas, it's all lost on her. ]