"Uuuuuuuuuugh..."
That, dalies and mentlegen, is the sound of a midsummer Rose's going through a college application.
"Why do they even need all this stuff? I don't even know what some of this is!"
"Because, the school needs to know who the vip people are, and who they can let off for next year."
"What do you mean?"
THAT got me to pause a little.
"What, did you think that they just let anyone into beacon?"
"Yes."
Inhale
Siiiiiiiiiiigh
"How do you think they would be able to afford that?"
"Government funding?"
"The government does not have infinite cash. They can only afford to give out so much support. Besides, If beacon let just ANYONE in, that would severely tarnish the reputation they have. Besides, your average Joe would exactly be physically, mentally, or, fuck, even emotionally pre-"
And a jar is thrust in my face.
"Swear jar."
"...the fuck-"
"Thats 20 lien now."
"...we share all the money we get-"
"Put it in."
Thats what she said-
Shutupsystem-
Oh? Flustered?
No. the galactic fbi has eyes and ears everywhere, even in my head. Nowhere is safe.
I... Am now mildly scared.
"FINALLY! Last page!... This is gonna be difficult-"
"What?"
"'Who are you living with?'"
Ssssssssssshfffffffff-
"Just put down 'guardian'. Technically, we take care of each other. We are each other's guardians."
"If I didn't know better I would think you were a lawyer."
"Too much work."
spoken like a lawyer.
"So, what now?"
"Well, I'm going to check and see if shudder Vermillion is finished with those cards..."
~~a walk later~~
Knock knock kn-
"Come in Ally-boy! Perfect timing! I just finished the first set of cards!"
I know I can be a bit of a dick, but, good luck dealing with him.
"Thats good. Now, I remember that we had neglected to discuss payment. How much would you like for your services?"
"Oh my, should we really dampen such a momentous occasion with such mundane talk?"
"Yes. I refuse to be indebted to anyone for longer than I need to be."
...God damn I feel like Kaiba right now-
"Hmmmmmm~ you don't need to pay me right now. I'll tell you when I require compensation."
"Alright, but I refuse to pay over 2000 lien."
"Then it's a deal~!"
"Alright, and where might the cards be?"
"Follow me, Ally-boy!"
~~another walk later~~
"...This is a fuckton of cards. Way more than I expected. Good job."
"I know, printing is a modern miracle, is it not?"
"More so than I expected. Now we need to make packets and tins, though I guess we could just leave the containers up to the stores..."
"Perish the thought! This is OUR work! OUR blood, sweat & tears! We must make it something close and dear to our soul, to reflect its status in our hearts onto the flesh!"
"Oooor we can do the thing that literally anyone else would do and just say "fuck that noise"?"
"Oh, ally-boy, but we aren't most people, no?"
...hol' up-
"Yeah, this is my idea though, I just hired you to do th-"
"I would like my 1999 lien, right now."
"...what?"
"You heard me. Pay me right here, on the spot, or we have to make the containers personal."
"I, uh, don't have any cash on me right now b-"
"Then too bad."
"Why is this so important that you would need over 1500 lien in payment?!"
"Because, this is important. We can't just half-ass it. We are men of culture."
"Speak for yourself-"
"Either way, you still need to wait. It is not finished yet."
"Then i'll come back later."
~~one final walk later~~
"So that dudes a fuckin wackjob."
"Swear jar."
"The man for real said that "we must make it something close and dear to our soul. To reflect its status in our hearts onto the flesh!" if I ain't allowed to cuss about that, what can I."
"...fair point. You are excused."
"Good. if you need me, I will be attempting to drown this memory in bepis and diabetes-inducing amounts of pizza.."
"I still don't get why you call it that."
"Its an inside joke. And, I swear, if it weren't for the fact he is my ticket to richhood, he would have been out of my life days ago."