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Last night was GIGANTINORMOUS MESS, so it's extra important that you respond to this today, guys! Lemme know you're still breathing, or I'll hunt you down myself.

And I'm sure you'll all be totally relieved to know that I escaped both alive and uneaten.

… That's all I got, yeah.

~ Wutai's White Rose, guardian of truth, light, and awesomesauce.

[ There are some... rather spectacular doodles here, now. ]

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I'd have freaked out too if I wasn't used to this kind of thing. Gawd. What a night. What a day, too! Have you read about what happened to Landel?

I'm pretty sure that these are the kind of symptoms you'd notice no matter what. I mean, you didn't start thinking about eating Lulu at all, did you?

You're used to it? And yeah, I saw. Not sure how much of it is true, or if he's really dead, or what.

.................... no. No, I didn't. Then again, he's not very tasty-looking. Maybe if there'd been someone less bony around, I would have started craving human flesh.

Yup, pretty much! Well, not so much the whole hordes of undead thing, but if I just think of them as monsters, then it's pretty much the same as what I deal with back home. And I'm with you on that one, so I got somebody to agree to check out the morgue for me tonight.

Hmmmmm, you're right! As noodles go, he's a pretty plain, skinny one at the moment. If you'd had some expensive dressings to go with him, too, it might've been a different story. But he'd still be way too crunchy...

That's a good idea -- the morgue, I mean. I don't know if they'd put him in the regular place, but I can't think of any other way to find out.

Yeah, there weren't any dressings other than zombie blood. And sometimes crunchy is good. Or if it really bothers you, you could put him in a soup and he'd get all soft.

We'll find out one way or another, but it's not gonna be easy. Speakin' of 'not easy', you still up for hoppin' the walls with me tonight?

Zombie blood would be all spoiled and grossness, I bet. Oh, hey! If we cooked him up in soup, I bet he'd complain unless we did it just right. That sounds like fun.

Yeah, sure, assuming nothing urgent comes up. But I like to keep my appointments.

Especially if you're another zombie and want fresh blood. And you have no idea. He measures ingredients to the third decimal place.

. . . He's going to kill us if he sees this, isn't he.

Well, keep me posted! I don't think anything'll spring up on my end, but here, y'never know.

Fresh blood and brainmeats to go along with it! Wait, what?! You're not se--oh, man. This is Lulu we're talking about. Of course you're serious. Does he really have that much time on his hands, or is he just crazy?

Probably~! Don't worry, though. You can hide behind me, if you want.

Yeah, I will. Do you still have a weapon I can borrow? If not, I have a couple things. A sword would be better, though.

. . . I would answer this, but my life might be forfeit.

I might have to.

I'm still waiting for Skuld to get back to me about the wakizashi, but failing that, I've got a chef's knife and two smaller ones that you could borrow. They're not much, but it's better than nothing, right? And I do have my shuriken.

Oh, c'mon. It's not like you haven't got one foot in, already.

Even the Kittyking of the Noodle Empire is no match for Gaia's greatest ninja!

Well, I have a giant butcher knife and a couple baseball bats. Maybe you should keep your smaller knives in addition to the shuriken, and I could take the bigger one? I guess we'll sort it out later.

I'd rather not make the situation worse.

The what?

We'll need to bring flashlights along, too, so we can't be carrying a whole bunch of stuff in our hands. I'll think about it for a while, anyway. I should probably come up with some kind of harness that I can use for my ~~precious~~ shuriken…

Live a little!

The Kittyking of the Noodle Empire.

Don't call me that.

We've been talking about cooking you into a soup, and that's what you focus on?

It's not like you meant it. I am annoyed that you're calling me a noodle when I'm not, but you've already made your position on that clear and I don't feel like arguing about it right now. Does it matter?

Good point. There's always pockets, but -- yeah, I guess we'll figure it out.

I . . . yeah, I'll try.

Is that his new title? Oh, I forgot to tell you, I apparently have a new title too. It's "Nanny of Honor"!

OH, OH, hey! Awesome news! I'm getting the sword tonight. It'll be a wakizashi. Think you could pull that off?

Glad to hear it!

Yup, it is. HAHAHA "Nanny of Honor"? That's awesome. I wonder what I should be~. I need something new!

[I'm going to pretend this conversation continued before he met Euphie, so I can continue to have happytimes. Because I'm selfish like that.]

Excellent, I can definitely use that. Better than a butcher knife.

Yes, I'm Lelouch's nanny, did you know? And yeah, you need a new title, I'm not sure what though. I'm not so good at coming up with these things.

That's not being precise. That's being disturbing.

How is it disturbing?

The fact that you don't recognize it as disturbing is also disturbing.

Recipes wouldn't call for specific ingredients in specific amounts if the cooks who wrote them weren't absolutely certain about it. I thought that was obvious.

Sure, they specify, but not to three decimal places.

I prefer being accurate and I haven't received any complaints. I don't see what the problem is.

Most people don't notice taste that accurately. It's just... so, so you.