turbo heaven 🌼 chrono

[outdistanced]

this boy's hair is so mystifying

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[outdistanced]

[ laurence huffy out a breath, just short of a laugh. ]

Guess so. [ ... ] I should be the one apologizing. You had to see... all that. I'd know how hard it is to take that in.

[ human body parts? knowing that it may not even stop at eyes? that can really screw with anyone. ]

[clockpunk]

[ the reminder has him feeling a little ill again, but he shakes his head. ]

S'okay. I mean, it's not at all okay, but you get what I mean. [ bad at words. gestures vaguely instead. ] When we get outta here, you want somethin' to eat? Promise I won't stick you on potato duty this time.

[outdistanced]

[ same, buddy. ]

It's not, but... yeah.

[ maybe it's better not to talk about it when there's nothing to be done, anyway. what would be the point? ]

...Sure. We could probably use something good, after this.

[ a nice distraction wouldn't hurt. ]

[clockpunk]

[ not talking about it in the creepy mirror maze is at least, like, baseline being sensible. probably. ]

Okay. Great. What d'you like? Is there anythin' you won't eat, aside from mystery meat?

[outdistanced]

[ dumb teens can agree on one (1) point of common sense. it helps that it means not having to talk about emotions tbh. ]

I'll eat the mystery meat, it's just not good.

[ it's the saturday special, three times a day... either you eat it or you starve until sunday. ]

I don't know, man, you guys all know different foods than I'm used to.

[clockpunk]

[ emotions are lame unless youre shounenly screaming them at someone. and like even then ]

Sure, but you gotta have preferences. Sweet stuff? [ thinkin as they walk. ] You liked the curry, right?

[outdistanced]

...It was a little spicy.

[ mumbling because he's a weenie about spices and doesn't like to admit it to someone whose opinion he actually cares about. it's a little embarrassing at his age. ]

I guess I don't mind sweet stuff, though.

[clockpunk]

A-ah. [ chrono does look a little sheepish at that. ] My bad. I was worried about that, but my spice tolerance is real high, so I probably didn't notice.

[ he tried to get kaworu to taste test but maybe that wasn't the right call... ]

Somethin' sweet... tiramisu? You've probably never heard of it before, but it's good if you can handle coffee flavours.

[outdistanced]

No, it's fine. It could've been a lot worse.

[ could've been hot sauce everywhere. ]

Never had tiramisu, but coffee's fine.

[clockpunk]

[ we're keeping that out of cookies, at least. ]

Alright. That's easy to make, no problem. You might not even have to do anythin'.

[ no more peel incidents.

he looks up, as if the ceiling will guide them out. ]

D'you reckon we're any closer?

[outdistanced]

We'd better be. I'm tired of these stupid mirrors. What's the point of a place like this, anyway?

[ sir never seen a fair before let alone a funhouse ]

And hey, don't make it sound like I'm completely useless just because I never had to cook before.

[clockpunk]

It's s'posed to get you lost, but not this lost. Like a game.

[ sir practically lives in the festival branch of the vanguard association, whom has helped set up this exact kind of thing before

raises eyebrows. ]

I mean, if you want to help...

[outdistanced]

Ugh. If we keep getting mazes like this, I really will start carrying around a ball of string. What a pain.

If you need help, I will. It's not like I can't.

[ probably. ]

[clockpunk]

That's... actually a really good idea. Man, we should start just puttin' stuff in our pockets at this rate like some of the others do. Never know what's gonna be useful.

[outdistanced]

It's from some old myth. I don't remember much except that it was supposed to help the guy out of a maze, and we keep getting stuck in these things...

I really don't want to carry all that shit they do, though.

[clockpunk]

Yeah, some of it's excessive.

[ remembering siffrin's pockets........ ]

...maybe a salt shaker? Easy to grab from the kitchen, could use it to leave a trail.

[outdistanced]

[ siffrin your infinity pockets.... ]

At the rate we're going, we'd run out of salt fast. [ turns a corner and nearly walks into another mirror. ] What about a marker?

[clockpunk]

[ nearly walks right into laurence as a result

a marker... he doesn't have one, but... ]

Okay, this is kinda gross, but bear with me.

[ chrono licks his thumb and reaches up to leave a cross-shaped smudge on an upper corner of one of the mirrors. ]

[outdistanced]

[ watches this happen ]

...Dude.

[clockpunk]

[ IMMEDIATELY goes red. ]

Wh- you got any better ideas, wise guy?

[outdistanced]

I guess not, but...

[ that was a choice, chrono. ]

[clockpunk]

[ a necessary one!!!!!!!! ]

You wanna be stuck in here for hours and sit through more messed up nostalgia trips, go ahead! At leas' we'll know if we came this way before!

[outdistanced]

Ugh, fine! But I'm grabbing a marker from the store as soon as we're out here. I hate this place.

[clockpunk]

[ jabs a finger at him. ]

Yeah, that's what I thought. [ SIGHS ] Me too. Let's just--

[ rounds the next corner. there's a door. ]

You've gotta be kiddin' me.

[outdistanced]

[ stares at the door for a second

then just laughs like an asshole and opens it so they can get out of here already ]

Looks like we didn't need it, after all.