Sighing to herself as she often did when she was alone and away from one of her siren sisters, yet still anchored via some inane thing, Aria Blaze lounged outside a blue-tiled entrance to an area with a couple of chrome drinking fountains. This entrance, in turn, served as the entrance to two large bathroom areas that split off from each other. She passed the time by looking across the hallway and out the large, plate-glass windows as passenger-sized airliners taxied across the runway outside.
Regarding Aria’s anchor, physically it was a backpack shaped like a hard-shell taco and clearly designed for a child. Less physically, it was the fact that Sonata had a habit of getting hopelessly lost at airports if left alone and often had to be rescued from another state, country, or sometimes she simply showed up back home bearing waterlogged gifts, covered in seaweed and blood from who knows where.
While a break from the taco-obsessed bubble brain sounded nice, the stress from wondering where she was, probing questions of if Aria or Adagio had sung ‘Somewhere Out There’ at the exact same time Sonata was singing while hijacking a speedboat or making friends with the local sharks had gotten stale as did the question ‘Did you two even try to find me at all?!’
Still… What the heck was taking Sonata so long?!
As Aria momentarily considered bailing and scrawling ‘BOMB’ on a piece of paper to leave by the taco backpack, Sonata finally exploded out of the men’s side of the bathrooms with her face appearing much more teal than its usual blue.
“Urinal cakes are a lie!” Sonata shouted seconds before she scraped at her tongue with her fingernails.
Snapping back to reality courtesy of Sonata’s dumbness, Aria snorted out a laugh. “Wait… are you seriously that stupid?”
“YES!” Sonata exclaimed. “And I need help!”
“Pffft! Well, obviously if you’re making over 10-year old references!”
Sonata’s face contorted in confusion. “… Wait, what?”
“Yo! two-thousand and seven called! They want their video game meme back.”
“Did you tell them about the housing market crash?!" Sonata let out a hacking cough. “Ghah… My mouth is on FIRE! And it somehow tastes worse than actual fire!”
Aria shook her head. “You eating a spoonful of cinnamon in there, too?”
“…Wait, was that the powder in the metal box dealies they had by the sink?!” Sonata asked. “Maybe that would make the cakes taste better!” she exclaimed before dashing back into the bathroom.
“Sonata, wait!” Aria exclaimed. “I’m not done mocking y—”
“BLEEECK!” Sonata cried as she ran back out of the bathroom. “Not better! NOT BETTER AT ALL!”
“Well, good thing you’re back,” Aria said.
Sonata gave her fellow Dazzling a hopeful smile. “Because you’re going to help?”
“No, because 2001 called—”
Sonata frowned. “What month were they in? It’s kinda important…”
Aria ended up frowning herself “—they want Aria Blaze to know if tries to eat a spoonful of cinnamon, she’s going to end up in the hospital for like a week. So like… she should at least wait until the challenge is popular to do that.”
“…Shouldn’t they tell past Aria and not future Aria that?! Also, why are you the go-to person for calls on the ‘future phone’, and why are you keeping it a secret?!”
Sauntering up to the pair with a wobble that seemed slightly less ‘sexy’ and more unintentional than normal, Adagio Dazzle gave the other girls a glare as if they were already wasting her time and likely to do so in the very immediate future, the other girls tended to simply refer to this as Adagio’s ‘resting hate face.’
“Hey idiots, we need to go,” Adagio informed. “The airline people are getting pissy about me shotgunning drinks instead of us getting on the airplane.” She shook her head. “Something about needing extra time to get my hair into an overhead compartment. Let’s get a move on so I can wait some more to be airborne, so I can drink more, and also make some lucky stranger a member of the mile-high club.”
“Okay, but I need a soda or something!” Sonata said as she returned to trying to scrape her tongue clean.
“At an airport?!” Adagio exclaimed. She shook her head. “That’s too expensive! I mean, my bar tab was like $50 for three drinks!”
“But I’m suffering!” Sonata whined.
“Pfffft, I’ll say,” Aria replied as she folded her arms across her chest. “From forgetting what decade it is.”
Adagio frowned heavily. “Did she hit her head again?! I mean, watching Sonata prance around in flapper wear was cute enough, but we may have to board her up in her room if she starts playing Disco.”
Sonata frowned. “Poor Lizy Bath-story…”
Aria shook her head. “Naw, Sonata just made a Portal reference.”
Adagio’s forehead scrunched in confusion. “Like… the one that sent us to this world?”
Aria’s brows tightened. “What?! No! You know, the video game?”
Adagio groaned. “Is this one of your stupid obscure indie games you care so much about?”
“It won like a million game of the year awards when it came out!” Aria shouted.
Adagio rolled her eyes. “Still apparently one or more too short.”
“Why isn’t anyone helping?!”
“Oh my god!” Aria exclaimed. “If you need a drink that badly, the airplane has a ton of free blue kool-aid!”
Sonata gasped. “THEY DO?!”
“Yep! They offer it for free in the in-flight restroom. Give it a whirl.”
Adagio suddenly looked visibly queasy as Sonata threw a fist in the air, grabbed her taco backpack from Aria, and sprinted off. “Yay! Can’t wait.”
Adagio bumped Aria in the shoulder and shot her a glare. “What the heck do you think you’re doing? OR are you even thinking at all?!”
Aria just shrugged. “I’m helping. Doesn’t mean it’s the right kind of help.”
Adagio motioned to herself with both hands. “But you’re also ruining my in-flight entertainment!”
“Exactly! That’s for calling Portal an indie game!”
Adagio let out a very audible groan as she smacked a hand against her forehead.
“Don’t worry, Dagi!” Sonata shouted out from down the hall. “I’ll share!”
And thus Sonata chases her woe begotten adventure with the forbidden biscuit with a tall glass of forbidden Kool-Aid.
...How does Adagio NOT know about portal?! I mean she PLAYS video games, so....
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Beg pardon?
Bad idea.
I am confused.
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What is the powder in metal boxes by the sinks?
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It's usually powdered soap.
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That would have been my first guess, but I'm use to the soaps either being a foam or gel.
...poor Sonata.
Ah, Good ole blue juice. Unless the ramp crews haven’t swapped it out in a while then it’s more of a green-brown hue...
That poor flight crew is going to have a LOT of paperwork to do after the inevitable turnback.
It’s on Aria for trying to make jokes she know would go over Sonata’s head. Also where are they going anyway?
Isn't that a line from Caboose when he was lying on the floor of the Blue Base due to massive blood loss after feeding Tucker's half-alien baby?
Kinda surprised the free kool-aid didn’t bring up a Jonestown reference or similar.
Wow. It's like that one Garfield strip, only even more dickish.
This chapter makes me want to see Aria and Adagio drawn into one of those American Chopper meme comics. You know the ones.
My first thought upon reading the title was "Oh good lord . This should be good."
After reading the chapter, I see my thought was accurate
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Know the name of it? Might as well look it up, I'm curious of their backstory.
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I don't think I've ever seen powdered soap in an airport men's room.
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http://mlp.wikia.com/wiki/My_Little_Pony:_Legends_of_Magic#Issue_.237
The cake is a lie.
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Funny thing. It actually wasn't, just very well hidden. But if you were willing to go the extra distance, and use the portal gun responsibly (aka, using it to go places you aren't supposed to go), then this happened.
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As for that cake ... it was sadly a Cake of Deception. Poor Sonata.
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Ah yes, the Cake of Sadness. That cake is real. It does have me worried when Sonata hears about anything similar, like cow pies.
Then she will find the Choco Taco and all will be right with the world.
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Ah yes, the Cake of Sadness. That cake is real. It does have me worried when Sonata hears about anything similar, like cow pies.
Then she will find the Choco Taco and all will be right with the world.
omg, hahahaha
Oh what a chapter, what a chapter, nicely done!
I don't mean to be that guy but 'Urinalot'.
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Yes Choco Taco's are made out of happiness and fairy dreams.
Although if Forward Always is anything to go by, I'm pretty sure she's discovered Cow Pies with Mushroom Toppings, Cod Milt (the food name for fish sperm), and other things that either should never be foods, or because they have a food word in them.
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Yes, I saw that a few weeks later after posting that, but just didn’t feel like deleting it. However, The Real Ghostbusters blew the other show out of the water and that is from someone who watched both shows when they were younger.
They apparently can penetrate this far through airport security. Without magic. ...I think we just missed one of the high points of this story.
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Your welcome
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Well of course we know she can read.
1) How else would she memorize the entire menu of every taco place ever?
2) know how to cook Anything she wants perfectly?
And
3) You don't watch 60 years of PBS shows and not pick up how to read.
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That's what my assumption was, yes.
Well, this has been one heck of a binge read. Delightful madness throughout. I'll be sure to keep watch for new installments.
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Yes it's a great show me and brother Adam watched a lot before he passed. Even though we were both close to twenty.
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Dang. Well, I'm happy you have that positive memory of your brother. Sounds like he exited rather early in his life.
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Not all of them are good but the ones that are truly make the bad ones better. Also yeah he was only 19. Hold those you love close man they can be gone faster than you ever thought possible.
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If it walks, crawls, swims, flies, or grows on this planet, humanity has tried to
screweat it at some point. But I guess when you've got nothing else and you're hungry enough you experiment.10010173
I hope not...I mean...I don't use that liver often but I'm still pretty sure I need it.
well shit, how am I supposed to imagine the dazzlings any way other than they are here now?
Looking at this photo makes me want to tell Aria to the get the heck outta doge