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video } take these broken wings and learn to fly

[There's a girl staring at the camera very intently. She frowns, staring at it very intently, before she notices that it's already recording and scowls.]

I guess this is way more sensitive to touch when you use fingers, huh? Well. I'm not a bird anymore.

[She shrugs a shoulder. She doesn't really feel the need to add more explanation than that.]

If anyone needs me, I'll be eating waffles.

[She squints and frowns again, then presses a few buttons that are definitely wrong before she ends the feed.]

(ooc: Beatrice got a pair of scissors in her stocking that let her clip away her wings and become human again! From now on, I'll be using this journal for her.)

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You can eat waffles wherever you want to eat waffles. It's not like there's a waffle eating ban in some places.

Well, no but like...you'd probably be in the kitchen or the dining room, right? Or maybe the diner, if you ordered them there or something. That's just where people usually eat things like that.

[Waffles are kind of messy from syrup and butter, so who would take them somewhere else?!]

Or maybe I'll take them into your room.

[She gives him an absolutely evil smirk. She can hear that Wirt tendency to avoid messiness and chaos.]

Oh my gosh, no. Nope. Absolutely not. Y-You'll get everything all syrupy, don't--!

[He's flustered enough though that he shuts the book he was (admittedly only half-) reading in the library and immediately leaves. Just in case she's heading there.]

[She's definitely heading there.]

I think I'll have some hot chocolate too. With whipped cream!

Have that stuff in your own room!

[He's running now. His notebooks! His poetry! All those books he borrowed ~~with no intention of returning~~ from the library!]

I like your room better.

[Her room doesn't have much in it. For so long it had been there only because she wanted to say she had her own space, but she'd mostly slept nestled on a perch somewhere in Wirt's room. Now she's human and it would be weird to share a room with him, but it still feels a little more like home than hers does.]

[He doesn't usually get on her case about it. Honestly, he's gotten used to having her in his room too, to the point that it's a little weird that she isn't always sleeping there anymore.

But she's also not usually threatening to eat a syrupy messy breakfast in there, so he's pretty sure he's within his rights to be kind of annoyed here.]

That-- that doesn't mean you get to mess it all up! Beatrice, come on!

[He wasn't far away to begin with and he's almost at their floor already.]

[She points the camera up at his door as she opens the door.]

I hear breakfast in bed is supposed to be fun.

Only if it's your own bed! You don't just go have breakfast in someone else's bed!

[Oh, and there she is. At his door. Wirt's just hit the third floor ad hee tucks his network device away, but she's clearly got him beat.

He's still going to run over anyway though.] Beatrice!

[Beatrice actually giggles, as she stands in his room with a hand on her hip. She's already set the waffles down on his desk not the bed, and there are two plates.]

Come on, like you've ever had breakfast in bed.

[Wirt huffs a little, but he's glad she's not actually eating on his bed. ...And that she brought him waffles. He takes his own plate and already feels a little better, though he doesn't want to admit it.]

Yeah, well...I've never really wanted to? It's hard to eat in bed without like, getting it everywhere.

[Why is it so weird that he doesn't want food where he sleeps?!]

[She rolls her eyes.]

Wirt, you're in a magical mansion. If there's ever been a time to not worry about a few crumbs, it's now.

I'm not worried. Why are the only options being worried and wanting to make a huge mess? I-I'd just rather not have food in my bed.

[He rolls his eyes too, but unfortunately, the fact that he keeps arguing it makes it seems like he's definitely too concerned about it.]

Wirt. [She walks over to him and puts a hand on his shoulder, meeting his eyes.] Grab a plate of waffles and get into bed already.

[That is some intense eye contact right there. So, Wirt takes his plate of waffles and...

...sits in his desk chair. What are you going to do, make him eat in bed?]

[She rolls her eyes and takes a seat on the floor. Seems like a good compromise.]

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