✖ anxiety attack: 002 ✖ Quickly progressing to Stage 3 ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[Phone]

[With much less screaming this time!]

So, I just wanted to say sorry about the other day, and could anyone tell me where the hospital is? Apparently I actually do have a job, but I'm not sure how to get there. Also is it just me, or does the air smell different? I'm a little concerned, lavender always gave me horrible headaches.

Also seriously? What the hell is with this Red Scare? I knew this was supposed to be a 1950's knockoff, but this is just insane!

[339 Brady Lane]

Okay, guys? I don't know when I'll be back but there's a platter of pancakes on the kitchen counter and a plate of cookies next to it. You are not allowed to eat the whole plate of cookies before I get back, I didn't get to have any yet because they were too hot. I'll bite you if they're all gone when I get home.

[Where she found the ingredients for either of those is a mystery~!]

Comments

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

I work at the hospital, if you want someone to guide you there. Where do you live?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

That would be amazingly helpful. I'm at 339 Brady Lane, and I hope Anne doesn't try to claw your face off like she did to me. I think she was trying to make a point, but I don't know her well enough to know if that's normal or not. I guess I should be used to that happening though.

Why am I talking so much?

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

[Ema shrugs on her end of the line.] I don't know.

But I'll make sure to keep my distance from this Anne person, whoever she is.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Seems to be a chronic thing.

Also, since you're coming to help, I made some chocolate and butterscotch chip cookies to help me calm down. Would you like any?

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

You bake?

Well, I'm not going to say no to free cookies. [Ema likes snack foods.] Thank you so much!

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Not well, really. But a little bit.

No problem. I probably made too many, I don't even know if my housemates even like cookies.

[glowing-science.livejournal.com]

Well, more for us if they don't?

I'm Ema, by the way. Ema Skye.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Pretty much!

[MENTAL KEYSMASH WAIT A MINUTE]

Wait, Ema Skye as in Detective Skye, right?

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

[just resting her head on the counter and

glaring

at the cookies

because she is so hungry

but getting punched in the throat by Nazi robots isn't conducive to eating

and also sweet things suck]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[She sees that glare. Mika just makes a soft huffing sound, and her ears would've twitched forward if she still had them. Oops.]

I can make you something else if you'd like...?

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

Can't eat much. [She sounds even more like a chain-smoking frog than usual. It's not pleasant.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Soft foods, from the sound of it. How are you with eggs or yogurt?

[The not!mom is now CONCERNED. Sorry Annie, she is going to nannywolf the shit out of you now.]

Who tried to crush your vocal chords?

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

... Put gravy on the eggs. [yeah totally not a picky eater here]

Nazi robot. Shit happens.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Gravy? Beef or what? [Eh, she knew someone who ate their eggs with salsa. She won't knock anybody's tastes. :|c]

Nazi robot? We have one of those here?

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

Yeah, beef.

He was just a fat Nazi before, but noooooo. Has to be fucking special. Asshole.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Sounds pretty obnoxious to me. I'd ask more, but rest your voice if it hurts too much. If you really want you can rant about it later.

[Eggs are simple, Mika knows how to do this. She gets to heating up the pan.]

Scrambled, omelet, or sunny-side up?

stage one

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Oooh... cookies. Awesome!]

Oh hey... so they gave ya a job?

And for the record, this isn't the first time they've gone crazy 'bout commies here.

stage two and getting worse

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Not just any cookies, they are her double chocolate and butterscotch chip specials. No nuts, just extra chocolate and lots of butterscotch.]

Yeah, I guess for some reason they thought it would be a good idea to have me work as a nurse.

Really? This can't end well.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Jobs don't usually make sense here. I'm a teacher and pretty much all I do is fudge the kids' grades so they pass. Last thing they need here is to worry about school on top of everything else.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[She makes a scoffing sound, shaking her head. Still, she's...actually smiling a little how did you manage that.]

You are the worst teacher ever.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[He grins.] Pretty much! 'S okay, I was never really interested in being a teacher anyway. Especially for calculus.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

They stuck you on calculus?

[Okay, now she's actually laughing. This is a minor miracle considering how stressed she's been.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

I know, right? I mean, calc ain't hard, but I'd much have preferred... Well, just not being a teacher, really.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[PANCAKES

AND COOKIES

You are Raz's new favorite person.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Yay~! Mika is not failing at being the not!mom!]