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WHO: Frisk (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
trueend) & Chloe (true_noir)
WHERE: Somewhere... in Recollé........ wherever hot dogs stand usually make their stop.
WHEN: 3/11
WHAT: Food is happening.
WARNINGS: Nada.
[So. Yeah. Hot dog stands. They're delicious, (questionably) nutritious, and conveniently cheap. Which is why, for a kid who lives off a weekly allowance, they're a very nice choice for getting their munch on. When Frisk has some free time late in the day, they make a beeline for one of their favorite hot dog stands.
And then they proceed to come across someone they vaguely recognize from social media profile pictures. Sort of. Tilting their head, Chloe's going to hear this 10-year-old kid address her with:]
... Oh, I know you.
[PROBABLY. Someone teach Frisk about not talking to strangers, tbh.]
trueend) & Chloe (true_noir)WHERE: Somewhere... in Recollé........ wherever hot dogs stand usually make their stop.
WHEN: 3/11
WHAT: Food is happening.
WARNINGS: Nada.
[So. Yeah. Hot dog stands. They're delicious, (questionably) nutritious, and conveniently cheap. Which is why, for a kid who lives off a weekly allowance, they're a very nice choice for getting their munch on. When Frisk has some free time late in the day, they make a beeline for one of their favorite hot dog stands.
And then they proceed to come across someone they vaguely recognize from social media profile pictures. Sort of. Tilting their head, Chloe's going to hear this 10-year-old kid address her with:]
... Oh, I know you.
[PROBABLY. Someone teach Frisk about not talking to strangers, tbh.]
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She smiled and leaned down a little before speaking.]
Well well, it would appear that I am not the only one who has become a bit addicted to the hot dog for lunch, yes? [They were convenient, and despite being rather giving at times, Chloe could be really cheap about personal pleasures. These were in the $3 lunch range, right up her alley.]
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[Somewhere in the universe, NPC Sans is shedding a tear of confused pride.]
What're you getting?
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And you?
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[REPEATING THE WORD LIKE IT'S DISTASTEFUL. Which, to their 10-year-old self, it might very well be.]
'M getting one with normal meat. [Like... turkey isn't normal.] And ketchup. And... the little fries. Dunno what they're called.
[It is a mystery. But they're very opinionated about their taste in hotdogs, even when in queue with other people. Thanks, child???]
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No. I mean fries. [There is a big difference...! Or at least, there is to them.] Tater tots are like... potato nuggets, right? Rounder. Squishier. Not crunchy enough.
[They're still good, though. There's no denying that. But they're thinking of shoestring fries.]
Don't think the hotdog man has tater tots, anyways.
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I think we both have good choices in mind for today... and hopefully not much longer to wait.
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[Because??? Can carrots just not be a thing. Either way, they're peering at the queue in front of the two of them before shrugging.]
Hot dogs are easy to make. The three people in front of us should be done soon... I think.
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But they are not here, and we have the hot dogs and fries to enjoy. And, I should hope that they do not keep us waiting for too long. I am growing hungry as we speak. [Though, thankfully it was two now. Man was efficient.]
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Corn's okay. But everything else's gross.
[And maybe coleslaw is good, but only together and not as separate ingredients. Blegh. The next dude is laying out his order, though, so they should be up in the next minute or two.]
Me, too. 'M gonna starve to death if I don't eat soon? Waffles in the morning aren't enough.
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Corn is quite fine, and very easy to work with. It's all, like I said, about someone knowing how to prepare the food right. Waffles are not a bad starting point, but they do not last very long into the day, do they?
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Not really. [It's the worst.] You can pour the whole syrup bottle on them and still get hungry by lunch. I don't get it. More food's supposed to be more filling, right?
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Mmm, one day, they must touch you about fiber. Do you like Raisin Bran? I am told some people like it with plenty of sugar. [And damned if it wasn't effective at filling you up.]
Oh look! It is our turn, yes? You first.
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[Those people who like it with sugar are super duper wrong? Or at least they are, as far as Frisk is concerned. Either way, they're perking up as the last person is queue is served and their turn comes.]
Oh— Um... [Just. Pretend they rattle off their order here? REGULAR OL' HOT DOG WITH TINY FRIES. And a soda can. I, Kyuu, am far too lazy to NPC the hot dog man.
Chloe might want to make sure they don't drop their wallet on the ground as they grab their order, though, because they're putting in on top of their head to have their hands free and it's kind of starting to tilt a liiiiittle to the left. They probably should have just shoved it back in their pocket, but. You know. They're fine. Balancing shit on your head is fun.]
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She was trying not to laugh too hard, because the sight of someone with a hot dog on their head was funny to look at.]
need the use of three hands, do we? You should put this away before the hot dog falls off of your head, or are you so good at balancing it?
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... He's not a skeleton.
[REAL HECKING WEIRD. But that vague comment aside, they're thankful as they take it off Chloe's hands. Thanks for the help, buddy.]
Three hands would be nice. Four would be better? Could be like an octopus, then. [And everyone knows octopuses are super duper cool.] 'M practicing to be better, though. I want to learn how to stack at least thirty books on my head.
[You either go hard or go home, obviously.
But, it's Chloe's turn now! At last.]
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What do you mean? Of course he is not a skeleton. It is not halloween after all. [She reached out, taking her hot dog and stepping away from the cart as she stared in confusion at Frisk.]
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Thought I saw a skeleton. And twenty-nine hot dogs? [It... sounds weirder when they say it, and they furrow their brows.] Dunno. It was... weird.
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You thought that you saw a skeleton for a moment and hot dogs? Is this maybe one of these strange visions some of us have seen? I can't imagine that it's normal to see... well... that?
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[Furrowing their brows a little, but they don't see upset over it. More like... lightly confused.]
Mom would say I'm watching too much cartoons, but it was... weird. Different sort of weird from normal weird. [A beat.] Don't know if that makes sense.
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I think it does, or at least it does to me. You know what horses are, so of course I understand weird visions. Admittedly, yours is a bit more outlandish than mine. Hot dogs and skeletons indeed...
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Not that outlandish. Could have been... Halloween? [Nah. There's a big difference between a skeleton costume and, you know, being able to see through a dude's empty eye sockets.] What have you seen? Not skeletons?
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[She blinked and shook her head.] I... apparently have had visions of traveling to places in Europe and meeting people. It would be mundane if there was not a strange 'feel' to everything, like I expected a fight.
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[How do they know about zombie uprisings but not the day of the dead? A mystery.]
Maybe you were a famous wrestler. And you got to travel to lots of cool places but people were always looking to fight you? Makes sense.
[... It doesn't.]
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[She laughed at the explanation, though, finding it damned hilarious.] I do not have the luchador mask, and I am not built like a wrestler. So, I do not think it is quite that. But it is a funny thought, no?