I can't wait to be human again

[chicandsporting]

Who: Lumière and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Wonderduck
When: 16th Jan

[Wonderduck]

[Since the curse, Lumière doesn't dream or do...anything he did when he had a living body. Calibrations was the last time that had happened to him in a decade, and that...well, that didn't really count. Still, upon groggily waking from his sleep his first thought was that Atroma had dropped a dream into his head again. A nice dream, mind, but cruel too, given the circumstances. To give the impression that the curse had been broken at all was a little nasty even for-

He stretches out an arm which would have been a harmless action as a candelabra- much less so when you're a six foot seven tall man resting on top of the kitchen cabinet. He rolls off and hits the ground with a thud and ow that hurt. It takes a moment for him to register that it did hurt- sitting up in confusion and staring at his hands - Hands he has HANDS again. - A quick check and yep, he is definitely back into a human body again. ]

Zut alors, it wasn't a dream.

[He doesn't even CARE that he's still trapped in the Fleet- that his journey home was only brief. What matters right now is he's alive for the first time in a decade and it's wonderful. Laughing, he pulls himself to his feet, brushing off his (outdated, so outdated) clothing before racing off to find his crew. YA'LL ABOUT TO GET HUGGED.]

[Video]

[For those who had found him in his calibration room, this will be a familiar face- otherwise, the network is graced by an entirely new people- though once you hear his accent, it's clear he's anything but. He's beaming from ear to ear, utterly delighted. This is the Best Day.]

Bonjour, mes amis! It seems I had a sort journey home for a while, but I'm back! It was not a very interesting trip back home. Very boring, really. Nothing happened.

[He chuckles to himself, examining his fingernails.]

So. What did I miss?

Comments

[chicandsporting]

I do, it feels fantastic.

[He pauses, rubbing the back of his head. ]

Though I do keep hitting my head on the doorframes. They are much lower than I first thought they were.

[Dude to him being about a foot tall in the months he's had here to get used to them. ]

[passingthrough]

[She smiles at that.] Hopefully, you'll figure that one out soon or people are going to think you're into kinky stuff from all the bruises.

[chicandsporting]

Something I'd rather avoid for the time being, in all honesty.

[passingthrough]

Really? Are you worried about your reputation all the sudden?

[chicandsporting]

I'm pretty certain we can both agree my reputation preserving ship sailed a very long time ago.

[passingthrough]

I don't know. I think people wouldn't have been too surprised if it was just big talk from a candle.

[chicandsporting]

Now that would be a tragic mistake on their part.

[passingthrough]

I guess now they'll see the error of their ways if anyone did feel that way. Seems wrong that I'm standing in your way when you have a reputation to strengthen.

[chicandsporting]

Awww, not to worry, Mon Chaton, you are, and always will be a special case. You're allowed.

[passingthrough]

Okay, in that case, what kind of human-again nonsense do you want to get up to? How much food have you eaten so far?

[chicandsporting]

Not nearly enough! I really need to try everything we have on offer in the Fleet.

[passingthrough]

Let's go to Jarvis' restaurant and see what we can find.

[chicandsporting]

Now that is an offer I can't refuse!

[passingthrough]

[And then the two went to Jarvis', ate all he food, and it was glorious.

Also, there were zombies.

Fade to black!]