[Open] No winter hibernation allowed.

[english_dignity]

Who: Arthur and You
Broadcast: Video
Action: Wonderduck and visitors
When: Dec 1

[Action]
[It's been a month since Arthur woke up, not that he knew that as he came to with a groan. Lords, his head hurt. And his back. The next time they drifted over to a properly civilized planet, he was getting a better mattress. At his age, he couldn't just sleep anywhere like he used to, not without consequences.

Dragging himself from the bed, he grimaced and headed for the door and headed for the kitchen. Bedhead and all.]

Is it just me, or have the beds gotten harder? And please tell me you have tea.

[Video]
[Arthur's gotten his tea and (thankfully) found a comb. He's still in the kitchen, nursing a second cup.]

So I've been told that I've missed quite a bit last month. Which is... disturbing. But I suppose nothing to do about it now.

Maglor, I'm sorry I haven't visited like I said I would. I didn't mean to.

Comments

[english_dignity]

I didn't sleep in that long, did I? Though it looks like you've all been busy since last night.

[Focus goes to the tea cup.]

Is there still enough in the pot for another cup?

[Is an English gentleman. Not going to take tea from a fellow countryman, even if said fellow can't drink it. Not without it being offered.]

[timelysteward]

Uhm ... well.

[Cogsworth cleared his throat.] You rather ... slept through the battle, Arthur, I'm afraid.

[Ahem.]

Yes, plenty of. Please help yourself.

[english_dignity]

What?

[Blinks, disbelieving.]

The whole battle?

[Right, tea. Going to get a cup while he processes that.]

[timelysteward]

Ohyes, the entire battle. You weren't there at all, I'm afraid.

[A sympathetic pat pat from your friendly clock friend.]

We did all right though. Plenty for you to repair!

[english_dignity]

Bloody hell...

[Sighs, grumbling.]

Well, I'm glad there were no casualties aboard.

[timelysteward]

...Yes that would be the appropriate response to that.

[He gave him a wry smile.]

No, just our pride.

[english_dignity]

[Huffs.]

Did I miss anything else important?

[timelysteward]

Well ...

[Cogsworth thought about that. Hard.]

....the fellow who ended up helping us is one of the weird aliens that tried to eat us? So truly, a lesson in 'do not judge a book by it's cannibalistic' cover.

[english_dignity]

...Huh. Well, it's not the strangest thing I've heard of, I suppose. Events change foe to friend at times.

[timelysteward]

....that is true. My entire friendship with Lumiere, after all, is an example of that.

[english_dignity]

[Suddenly laughs.]

Or mine with some of those I work with.

[Namely, France, but good luck getting him to admit to being friends.]

[timelysteward]

[He chuckles himself.]

We are all friends to foes to friends again, sometimes. However, we are far and away from that planet, and thank goodness for that.

[english_dignity]

Even better. We're certainly due for a good break after that mess.

[timelysteward]

Oh, I most certainly agree to That.