Third web; Text> Video/Voice

[taleweaving]

[At first it looks like someones just gotten into both Aranea's journal and her stash of ink, blue scribbles appearing on the page. Slowly they take shape, in childish depictions of flowers, moving onto spiders and then onto all other animals. Then it becomes more noticeable that there's two people drawing, pictures taking place at the same time, in different spots. And then the scribbles turn into words, the words messy, like any 5-7 year old would write]

I drew the speider up there [An arrow points up to a particular spider] by Vriska !!! !

[Then a long rectangle appears next to the spider, inkblots appearing above him to symbolise rain and then Aranea feels the need to chip in her own words]

The ittsy bittsy spider climbed up the water spoooooooout. DOWN came the rain and WASHED the spider OUT. OUT came the sun and drieeeeeeeed up all the raiiiiiiiin, so the ittsy bittsy spider climbed UP the spout again!!!!!!!!

By Aranea Eleanor Joy Webster-Serket ::::)

[And then, by some miracle they switch the journal into video, the journal showing to giggling girls, one a redhead and the other a smaller blonde. Incidental wishes really are a pain]

((ooc: replies from Aranea will come from ittsybittsyspider))

Comments

[ittsybittsyspider]

Which part? Where is it?

[And now she's just gunna stare. And be confused] Why am I your love? You're not my mummy or Grandpa.

....You're kinda weird Mr.

[eighttimeshandy]

[SOBBING]

I'm your boyfriend!

[ittsybittsyspider]

[Yeah that's a shriek of laughter]

EWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! I don't have a boyfriend that's gross!!!!!!!!

[dou8letrou8le]

What's that? Is he bein' a boogey, 'nea?

[ittsybittsyspider]

He said he's my boyfriend!!!

[dou8letrou8le]

But you aren't friends with any boys!

[ittsybittsyspider]

Yeah! And I don't kiss em either! You have to kiss boyfriends and I haven't kissed any boys.

[dou8letrou8le]

What if... What if you kiss 'im an' he turns into a frog? Eww!

[ittsybittsyspider]

Noooooooo it only happens the other way!!!!!!!! Only bad witches turn people into frogs, not kisses.

[dou8letrou8le]

Well you aren't a bad witch, 'nea so that'll never happen!

[ittsybittsyspider]

Yeah! But I don't wanna kiss anyone. Not yet. Kissing is very important after all. It's an adult thing.

[eighttimeshandy]

[scream]

[ittsybittsyspider]

Ow! You're hurting my ears Mr! That's not very nice.

[eighttimeshandy]

STOP BEING A CHILD.

[ittsybittsyspider]

But I am one! Mummy says I'm very grown up though.

[eighttimeshandy]

But you're not! I was just talking to you and you were perfectly the right age. And now you're just... I can't... This is not even funny!

[ittsybittsyspider]

But I've been this old for a long time. And I won't get any older for a few more months. I'm 7 and 10 months and 20 days.

[eighttimeshandy]

Oh gosh, i can't- I need to find Herbert.

No wait, he's being weird too. I need Arthur.

ARTHUR, HELP.

[ittsybittsyspider]

Why do you need their help? Can I help? I'm a really good helper.

[preanimator]

You're her boyfriend?

[eighttimeshandy]

Uh.

[Oh no, this is not what he needs right now. Gosh, he wishes he was dead]

[preanimator]

Oh. Well, I suppose that explains a lot, then.

[eighttimeshandy]

[Oops, sorry Herbert, no response here. Just a dull thud and ink spreading slowly over the page]

[preanimator]

[Now, normally that would cause immediate anxiety in Herbert, but for some reason it's quite mild this time. Still, spreading ink is at least the sign of an accident.]

Eriq? You've spilled your ink. Are you all right? Eriq?