04 - Really Horrible Things

[imjustpicky]

Backdated to Saturday, November 12th

[Action - 7132 Brooks Lane, morning]

[Picky had been going out the door to enjoy a nice morning, but then he had found a severed drone head in a box on the doorstep. This was something so far out of his range of comprehension that he had dropped it, screamed at the top of his lungs, and then bolted back inside.]

AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

[...and he's still screaming. The horror of it has yet to wear off.]

Key-Fu! KEY-FU!!!

[He was the only real person in here. The only real adult. Surely he could do something.]

[Phone]

[Picky's panic had not quite subsided by the time had made his way to the phone. He was so rattled that he forgot to ask the operator to speak to anyone in particular. He was just blurting.]

Someone put a HEAD in a BOX on our FRONT STEP!!! S-someone k-killed the... they... they put a... a...

That kid asked to play with me! And now he's...!

[He sounds like he's ready to burst into tears.]

Comments

[Phone - Filtered]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Oh goddammit Picky. Why have you already started getting heads in boxes? And since you're the only person to be calling about this, Pokey's going to assume it isn't just the town fucking around.]

You're at your house, right?

Stay there, runt. I'm coming over.

[Phone]

[meltdowning.livejournal.com]

The world's not a very pleasant place, sorry to say.

You should consider yourself--and the other brat--lucky that we don't stay dead in this place.

[phone]

[666doc.livejournal.com]

Wicked.

Phone ☆

[withavividheart.livejournal.com]

A head-.

[ Vivio's never heard of this. She doesn't know this kid either. But she's not going to ignore him. ]

My name is Vivio Takamachi. Want me to come over? I can see about... getting rid of the. The head.

[phone]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Stay Calm, picky.... Where are you? [ Mou, it just had to be Pokey's brother, didn't it? ]

[imjustpicky]

[Pokey! Pokey's on the phone! He'll... do something, for sure!]

Yeah! I'm inside! It's.. it's still on the step, it's...

[He pauses. He swallows hard.]

...should I do anything?

[imjustpicky]

Lucky!? It... that... I-I don't care that we come back, it's still REALLY AWFUL that someone'd... they'd... W-who would DO that?!

[imjustpicky]

....w-what?

[meltdowning.livejournal.com]

Hmpth. Maybe he made someone angry.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Okay. Good.

[He'll take it and get rid of it. Simple and practical. Done.]

Just...stay in the house at the moment.

[And, about fifteen, twenty minutes later, Pokey will have removed the box and be knocking on Picky's door.]

[imjustpicky]

...a head.

[Something about this girl's calm voice and her offer to help are taking the edge off of his panic.]

N-no... it's... I've got someone coming.

...

I just called everyone in town.... [Oh man, that was dumb, wasn't it?]

[imjustpicky]

[Wait, wait, who was that? Was that the Hirai Yukari girl that had said she knew Pokey?

There's some quiet, sputtery delay before he answers.]

...I'm home. I'm at home. I'm inside.

[imjustpicky]

That's not a good reason to cut off their head!

[imjustpicky]

I-I'm not going out there! There's a guy who chops off heads out there!

[This time, when Pokey shows up at the house, there's no opening the door and savoring the moment of reunion. Picky is instead grabbing his brother by the hand and pulling him inside, if he's not moving fast enough.]

It was really gross! It was awful and gross and there was blood and, and people on the phone were thinking it was cool! Aaah!

[He had apparently bottled up a few things during those fifteen-twenty minutes.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Good. Least you're smart enough to do that, Picky. Pokey isn't thrilled when you decide to just drag him in the house, and he fights back just on principle. Uh-uh. That's not how this works.

And oh for-he rolls his eyes as Picky goes on.]

Of course it was gross! All cool things are kinda gross!

[And yes, a head getting cut off is still kinda cool. But at least now? He feels somewhat guilty saying that.]

...There's some freaks out there. I warned you. You don't have any clue who could have done it?

[withavividheart.livejournal.com]

Okay, good. I'll stay on the phone with you until they get there, okay?

[ A short pause. ] And don't worry, its okay. Calling everyone is okay.

[666doc.livejournal.com]

That whole head bit. Oh oh oh! Can I see it?

[imjustpicky]

[Did Pokey just say that a head in a box was cool? He said that. He totally said that.

It really shouldn't be surprising, knowing his brother, but it's just out of step with what he's used to...]

It's a lot cooler in... in movies, than for real.

[Never mind. Forget it. Picky shakes his head.]

I don't know! There was a tag on it! "For my neighbor" or, or something! B-but there was no name.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Crap. You little nerd, he didn't mean to upset you.]

....Keep on eye out on the people in this street. It could mean a real psycho has moved in to this neighborhood.

phone

[ofoz.livejournal.com]

Don't cry.

[imjustpicky]

Okay. Yeah, okay.

[Picky clutched the receiver tight. It was nice to have a person to talk to that wasn't... scary, or crazy, or mean.]

But I'm supposed to be really careful here. Really, really. I shouldn't freak out on the phone. That'll...

Well, it's probably bad. I bet.

[withavividheart.livejournal.com]

Mm-mm. It's not bad. Now that I've answered the phone and someone is coming to you I can promise that nothing bad will happen, okay?

[ But poor kid. He must be so shaken up. She sure would be. ] Who is coming to get you? A friend?

[meltdowning.livejournal.com]

Some people have a bit of a...temper.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

All right, is there an adult nearby you can trust? Try to find them, if so.

[imjustpicky]

You don't wanna see it! It's gross!

A-and, and I don't want you at my house!