Video...in which there is an abundance of scones

[inthejunk]

[Dawn is barely even trying to tickle the sky awake, but that doesn't seem to be squashing the enthusiasm of that annoying kid who either delivers or abuses pastries for a living -it's difficult to tell at times. There he is, with the usual shit eating customer service grin, hair rustling in the chilly breeze and full of fat, half-melted snowflakes. They don't seem to be bothering him at all.]

Attention, everyone. I'm Hanamura Yosuke. Hello to anyone who is new. There's good news this morning! Due to the weather, the scones from yesterday couldn't be sold at the Funtom bakery. I've had to come up with ways to use them, so I thought I would share.

[It's probably not a good idea to leave a somewhat resentful teenager to his own devices in a place of business. Or so one would believe, given what follows.]

If you grind them up like cat litter, they unstick snow-stuck cars. They can also be used as paper weights, and nut crackers. Some of the children on the playground have used them for stick ball! Really, the uses are endless. So please take them away before someone tries to eat one and breaks a tooth again.

[That slightly sarcastic and generally mean spirited bit of "advertisement" aside, the kid suddenly grows serious.]

Ah...there is one more use for them that I came up with. Since I didn't have anyone to ask for a blessing, I think the direct route will have to do.

[And there, behind him in the snow as he turns and pans the camera out, is one last (and equally unfirtunate) demonstration. There's something written out, huge and painstakingly, all in blueberry scone. There's even a heart made of sprinkled dried cranberry around it, which has bloomed up like rose petals with the moisture of the snow:]

MARRY ME NILL

Comments

[ this is not here ]

[hostage]

[IS EVERYONE GOING TO GET MARRIED BEFORE HE DOES? THIS IS SO DEPRESSING.]

[equally not here of course]

[inthejunk]

[HAH. Eat that, Pinkman.]

[reassures]

[WHAT

No. Okay. Let's back up a little. It's a little bit past dawn when Nill finally checks her NV. She's been out all night, as she tends to be out most nights. It's also been one of those weeks where she hasn't really slept much, so she's sufficiently tired as she turns it on and checks the new entries to the network. The first one is Yosuke's, and Nill decides to get ready to sleep before she actually checks it, because holy shit, she's tired. She showers and generally gets comfortable in the tiny space that is her apartment, and flicks on the NV again as she's getting ready for some shut eye. It seems like a pretty standard post for him, minus an injury for once, until it gets to the end and Nill fucking stares.

So, to sum up the entirety of this whole thing,]

What?

[SHE IS VERY AWAKE NOW. HOLY FUCKING SHIT, WHAT. WHAT.]

[inthejunk]

Uh, did you want to hear it out loud?

[Thats weird. For once he sounds shy.]

[reassures]

[It's a good thing she only uses text because holy shit her friends are seeing this and she's kind of freaking out a little bit and oh god is that a message from Seras in her inbox it is oh god.]

That isn't what I mean.

You want to marry me?

[bloodthirsts]

[Excuse me what is this, mama vamp is quite confused and unsure what to think and who really proposes this way anyway. There's something kind of sweet about the effort but overall, really. How old is Yosuke anyway?]

... you... and Nill... are going out?

[Let's just establish the basics here first.]

[inthejunk]

Going out?

[His voice squeaks a bit at that question.]

Um. Well...I-I guess we are now?

[bloodthirsts]

Well I'd hope so if you just asked her to marry you.

For how long?

[video]

[oujomerchant]

[Alouette's jaw just.. drops. She'd been pretty busy so she missed out on a lot of his hijinx, but not this one! Her eyes light up, and for a moment she loses her composure.]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Monsieur Yosuke! That was tres 'cool'!!

Re: [video]

[inthejunk]

Yeah? You liked it?

[He grins, clearly pretty pleased with himself. It was cool, wasn't it?]

[video]

[oujomerchant]

Oui! Your roomate could certainly learn a thing or two by paying closer attention to you, non?

You will have to bring her over sometime, we can all have hot cocoa!

[Video]

[moveslikestrider]

[Compared to Dave before, he's tall and clearly older with hair he has to keep pushing out of his face. He stares at the message and raises an eyebrow.] Wait. How long have you two been going out?

Re: [Video]

[inthejunk]

[You look vaguely familiar maybe, and yet he doesn't think he's actually met you before. Hmm...]

Um. I guess that depends on how you count. Why? There's not a rule about it I don't know, is there?

[Video]

[moveslikestrider]

[The shades should jog your memory.] There isn't, but Nill never mentioned it so I'm curious if this happened while I was away.

[kissthegrell]

You said you weren't interesting.

[inthejunk]

...It's a special occasion.

[kissthegrell]

Yes indeed, it seems so. Married? How romantic.

[asano_san]

You're getting married?

[inthejunk]

Why is everyone so surprised by that?

[asano_san]

Because you're not supposed to be getting married when I'm lucky to get a second date!

[makeflowersgrow]

[OH! Food! Eponine's face lights up - but her smile fades as the feed continues.

Oh. Marry Nill? Nill?
But... but of course Nill. Eponine can't even collect her thoughts. She had thought... maybe... he wasn't Marius, but....

But no. One more day all on her own, right?

Eponine probably looks devestated - and as soon as she's recovered from the initial shock, she's fumbling to turn her video off. She needs brandy.]

[inthejunk]

...Eponine?

[By this time, he's a little devastated himself. Who could have imagined something like this ending badly?]

[makeflowersgrow]

[OH! Oh!
She reacts quickly, brushing away a small tear]

What a waste of food, Monsieur, crumbling it like that.

[She laughs]

[tea_lover64]

[Why Yosuke, just why]

Isn't it better to usually confer with the lady in question before making such an announcement?

[inthejunk]

No one ever does that on TV.

[But it does sem to be the general consensus, apparently. Damn it.]