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[So here is everyone's favorite gay clock with a Very Serious Look on his face. He has his small wooden hands braced on the counter in front of him, and behind him? Are the little cleaning bots in the bay area of the SS Wonderduck. They are clearly making as much space as possible.]

I am a magical ... cursed person, but I haven't had your dream. However, if this is all bodes to this plan-et being utterly destroyed, then I suggest we get organized as soon as possible to take as many of these people with us as possible.

[He sniffs, and takes out a clipboard.] I have come up with a ten part plan to organize and prepare us to share rations amongst us and the people we manage to bring with us, along with sleeping quarters and arrangements for bathing ... for as much bathing as you all do.

[Seriously he is a clean freak but you all bathe way, way too much.]

We should have more than enough water, that is not a concern. Women and children first, naturally. And ... hm. What am I forgetting?

[In a Cogsworth plan? Probably nothing. But feel free to suggest.]

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Only you would bring a clipboard to a rescue attempt.

[He's not sure if this is better or worse than Mallory, he really isn't. Though, at least he does know exactly how far he can push Cogsworth before he snaps- Mallory was something of a wildcard in that department. ]

Something to ease their nerves perhaps? It is very frightening, having your home destroyed.

Excuse me, Lumiere, for not putting on my magical cloak that can transport people everywhere.

[The clock is affronted. So very affronted.]

I am trying to seriously make sure these people have everything they need for survival, Lumiere!

Who needs a magical cloak when you have the incredible power of organisation.

[Like Lumière even cares~ ]

And you did not account their mental well-being into it at all? Tsk tsk. So forgetful of you.

Organization is one of the cornerstones of civilized society, I'll have you know.

[SO MUCH SNIFFING IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION.]

I was not forgetful! I thought food, water, and blankets were really what they needed first, not a remigold!

Says only people who love organisation.

[HE'S NOT LISTENING. ]

Their planet will be destroyed, Cogsworth. Taking care of their bodies is well and good, but they will need comfort. It will be a devastating time for them.

And some people don't think of organizing anything at all.

[OH WHAT A SURPRISE.

And UNLIKE YOU... Cogsworth does listen.]

Hm. Well. What would you suggest to help with their emotional state?

It gets in the way of spontaneity.

[His spontaneity is also completely unhelpful in this situation but like hell he's going to admit that to Cogsworth. ]

Talking to them, joking with them, putting their minds at ease. Just being there for them is all that's needed.

Ye-es, because that's what we really want in the middle of an evacuation. Spontaneity.

[He did rub his chin thoughtfully.]

... perhaps give them some sort of entertainment? Like we did for the Lady Belle?

It has its uses.

[Not here, though. Here, he will concede to Cogsworth's military precision in all things. Reluctantly. ]

That is a wonderful idea, mon ami. Something to really take their minds off everything.

Yes, just not right Now.

[Well at least he'll admit that much.]

I shall ask you to take charge of that, then. Seeing that you are the expert in charming entertainment and all. Just let me know what you need and I'll put it on the list.

No. Not right now.

[There, are you HAPPY? He said it. Ugh, he feels dirty and not in the fun way. ]

But of course! I will make sure they are delighted beyond measure! I shouldn't need too much, don't want to drain resources after all, no?

[Ecstatic. See, just how thrilled he is.]

... Well that is very wise of you, Lumiere. Thank you, for assisting with this.

[He SHOULD be. It might not happen again for a long, long time. ]

You are most welcome, mon ami! I would not want these people to suffer any more than they have.

[He'll be more impressed and gratified if Lumiere actually lives up to his word about not wasting resources or causing chaos but - one step at a time.]

Good! Then ... I need to think about bedding ...

[Best he not hold his breath. And given Lumière's mind is always at least three quarters of the way into the gutter, he takes that in the worst possible way. He flashes a GRIN at the camera.]

I think they will be a little too preoccupied for bedding, Cogsworth. Unless you have someone else in mind for that~

[He knows exactly what Cogsworth meant but he's doing this anyway.]

[... Well Congratulations Lumiere you just got him to gape like a fish.

Mouth open.

Mouth closed.

Mouth open.

Mouth closed and his tiny blue eyes narrowing.]

I. Am. A. Wooden. Clock. I am not bedding ANYONE!

[... yeah we're just going into extremes on that one.]

And NEITHER are YOU.

[He'll call it a victory. ]

Well, not with that attitude, you're not.

[Wow, wow. Hit him where it hurts. WOW. ]

That was uncalled for.

[Of course he would.]

Oh don't be ridiculous - and you deserve it! Bringing up bedding at time like this! And you know what kind of bedding I meant!

I was lightening the mood!

[He forgot he was dealing with the Fun Police. ]

Which is exactly what is needed around here, if you ask me.

Listen my mood does not need to be lightened - right now my mood is Spot On for what is necessary you giant ball of wax.

[Ugh. Yes. It's always him being 'boring' when he wants to be Serious about Serious things. Grow up, Lumiere.]

There are hundreds of thousands of lives at risk. Worry about lightening their load once we get them off that wretched planet.

[NOPE. He refuses. He doesn't want to grow up. That sounds awful.]

Fine. You focus on that, I will focus on making them feel better when they arrive here.

[He snorted softly.]

Sounds about right.

We are better suited where our strengths lie, Cogsworth.

[That was ALMOST a compliment. ]

....That is quite true.

[Which is why he is not going to attack. He's just going to - ah - bow. To the compliment. Sort of. Yes.]

[Hell take it! ]

I will leave you to your business, then, mon capitaine. Try not to die!

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