sirenspull | [ Accidental Video / Action for Housemates]

[ The feed is on, because once again, Ella's forgotten about it. Really she had planned on doing something, presumably checking posts on the network, but when she got up to walk away, Lucifurr opted to walk across the book, turning on the record function. The cat is visible just in the corner of the the feed, being petted by Meg, but Hattie and Ella can be heard bickering - though Ella sounds more exasperated than angry. Meg, when she notices the NV, just -grins- when she sees the device is recording. ]

"Oh for goodness sakes, when are you going to understand - it's not -like- that! He's just my tutor."

"No, Ella, it's you that doesn't understand! How many times do I have to tell you that I'm tired of your shameless flirting with a man I have my eyes on!

"Shameless fl--ergh! You said the same thing about Byakuya, trust me, they're -NOT- my type."

[ Hattie only mimics Ella's response. ]

"'They're not my type', 'they're not my type'. Then why do you keep doing it?"

"Look, if you're so interested, by all means, court him! I couldn't care less!"

"Really. Well judging by your willingness to spend kissy alone time with him at any given opportunity seems to suggest otherwise."

"There IS no ki-- Hattie, we just talk - and by talk I actually MEAN talk-!"

"Ella. Ella, all right, let me make this simple for you to understand. Now: Explain to me how you decided that having my, I repeat my date as your tutor was a brilliant idea. You have twenty seconds."

[ Before she THROWS DOWN! Ella just presses her hands against her face, fuming. Meg is clearly amused by the bickering and offers no help whatsoever in noting that the device is recording. ]

[ OOC: Collaboration post with Ella, Hattie and cameo by Meg. <3 ]

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[Hattie is fuming! She can't even begin to fathom why Ella is laughing, but thank goodness Meg says something because finally someone gets it. FINALLY!]

I KNEW IT! [She yells, finally removing the necklace (Oh!) then tosses everything aside in favor of giving Ella a good shove backward.]

You're a disgrace! A homewrecker! And this ends now!

[ Why Meg. Why ;.;. ]

She doesn't have a case. It's just tutoring! He's helping me brush up on my French! Nothing happened, and nothing is GOING to happen! [ Unless he jokingly says 'kiss me' in French, but she's steering clear of flirting and romantic topics. Though Meg ~~Trolls the hell out of them~~ is sincere, Ella is scandalized at the thought. Until Hattie starts removing the rest of her bling. And ... the NECKLACE. ELLA'S MOTHER'S NECKLACE. ]

You don't know anything! Just calm down and try to think rationally for once in your li-

[ She oofs a bit at the push, stumbling back a step. All right. Okay. We all get one. ]

Cut it out, Hattie. You're being ridiculous. [ Look what you did, Meg. :D ]

[Meg watches with the air of someone unsure if they're supposed to laugh or slow clap. Mostly because she's debating Ella as a 'homewrecker'. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.]

Well, I can see why she'd get excited, you know what they say about French.

[Raising her voice a bit to be louder than Hattie's general fuming, Meg promptly switches sides with equal sincerity and no pause whatsoever.]

But really, I just find it sad that Hattie can't find it to trust you.

[Hattie's ready, but she's also geting frustrated. Why is Ella being such a sap?? And what does that mean 'You know what they say about the French'? Oh, she knows. They have awesome kisses.

It ALWAYS comes back to kisses, doesn't it?? Hattie raises her hand ready to strike Ella but freezes in confusion. W- Wait what?]

-Erm..

[Trust Ella? Was she actually in the wrong? Was she really jumping to the wrong conclusions? But then why did Meg have her side earlier? WHAT IS GOING ON? Hattie stamps in place, face red as she screams in a tantrum.]

NOOOOOOOO! FIGHT ME, YOU COWARD!

[ The idea of Ella being a homewrecker is pretty hilarious. :3 ]

That it's the language of love or something? That's not why I'm learning it, Meg.

[ SIGH. And then the woman flipflops onto Ella's side! ]

Honestly I'm... not surprised she can't. [ Wait, was Hattie actually considering the error of her ways? Maybe thinking about Meg's words and the possibility that she was WRONG?

...........nnnnnnnnope. The command hits with the force of a ton of brooks. She abruptly stands at attention, and snaps her fist out, fingers curved to deck Hattie. Privately, she'd admit this was the best command ever. ]

[Maybe if Hattie spent less time having a fit, and more time paying attention, she would have seen the punch coming. Instead she only feels it slamming against her cheek, then dancing in a field of flowers with a mysterious, handsome silouette dressed as a Prince.

No one sees the dance, though, they just see Hattie twirl in a 540, then hit the floor face-down, hair pooling along the floor. It's almost poetic in a way.]

[After a moment Lucifurr pads over to sniff Hattie's hand for food, gets disappointed, then trots away. Ring the bell, folks, this one is over!]

[Well then. Meg leans forward because what the hell is even going on here as the actual decking happens, and then busts up laughing the moment Hattie hits the floor. This is the best thing she's seen in days. Humans. Endlessly fucking entertaining.]

And she's down.

Well, Ella. I did not know you had it in you. I'm impressed. Your honor is clearly defended.

[Meg cannot keep a straight face for much longer than it takes to speak and she promptly begins laughing again like she never stopped.]

[ Nothing weird, just a girl fed up with Hattie's bossiness and jumping to conclusions, yep! Ella rubs her hand though, glancing at Meg. ]

I did try to warn her. [ The smile is slow to come, bemused at the response. Her honor huh? ]

Well, between the two of us, my honor wasn't exactly in any danger. Did you really have to egg her on like that? [ Eyeing Hattie, then the fallen necklace - Ella scooped up said necklace first, because it was HERS damnit. ]

Help me get her off the floor, would you?

You did. More than I would've.

[Meg does actually stand up and begin to look like she might assist, though she pauses to prod at Hattie with her boot, hands in her pockets and grinning like mad.]

And it really didn't matter what I said. She was going to choose to believe whatever she wanted. Not my problem.

[Meg grabs Hattie's arm and yanks her over her shoulder in a fireman's carry. Demonic strength has it's perks.]

Where do you want her?

O-oh...! [ She didn't know you were that strong Meg. Totally not expected. ]

Okay -- um, thanks. And... it is true, Hattie does pretty much believe what she wants to believe...

[ In a dumpster, comes to mind, but Ella - with only the slighest of pauses to tuck the necklace into her pocket, nods towards the stairs. ]

Her room is... probably the best place to leave her. Let me get the door - are you sure she isn't too heavy?

[Meg just stands there like carrying the pampered brat is nothing, because really, it's not much and she'll be fine until she has to drop her. She smirks at Ella as she begins to head in the general direction, because being underestimated should here forever read "her favorite thing" and she likes the look of surprise. Always nice. She lugs Hattie with all the dignity of a sack of potatoes, and calls back over her shoulder.]

If you get the door, I'll be just fine.

So, you don't mind my asking, did she come branded this crazy, or did something special happen to rattle reality loose?

I can do that. [ Honestly how Meg managed to lug that fatass up those stairs Ella will never know. . . .okay she kids, Hattie isn't THAT fat. Or heavy. Probably. Regardless, she trotted up the stairs after Meg, grinning wryly at the question. ]

Believe it or not, she comes that way. I blame her mother - back in our era, the majority of the populace has a certain priority. Believe it or not, Hattie's considered the proper daughter, whereas I - am not. What with standing against every policy and rule that the society tries pinning women into.

Honestly I don't blame her for acting the way she does. I can even understand it. If I were raised the way she was, or our roles were reversed... [ Scooting past Meg, she pulled Hattie's door open, letting her sentence trail off. ]

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