[ACCIDENTALVIDEO] [BACKDATED, April fool's event]

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[The feed comes on to show Wing just walking across a room...when he notices that Drift has left his Great Sword propped in a corner....Wing shakes his head and steps over to pick it up. Drift, why are you always leaving important stuff lying around like this?]

[Only....when he touches it the whole thing turns into a big, golden, plush sword.]

[Wing is actually going to let out a yelp and drop it now, okay? Okay.]

Wing? What is it?

[Because y'know Wing suddenly yelping is a little concerning seeing as he's WING. Drift (who has totally been here the whole time what are you talking about) comes in from another room and instantly looks confused.]

...and, what's that? What are you doing?

[Drift looks confused, and Wing looks horrified. He looks at Drift, and omg he looks...distraught!]

It's...your Great Sword. I...I don't...I just...touched it and it changed.

[He's given holding his hands up in that "surrender" pose, afraid to touch anything else!! Don't get to close, Drift! he doesn't want to turn you into a gold plush!!]

What are you- what?

[Drift looks between Wing and the sword, the look on his face something between confused, annoyed, and totally worried because goddamn Wing he's never seen you looking so freaked out before. He takes a few steps toward him.]

Wing, are you okay? Seriously you're kind of freaking me out.

[Wing's just going to take a step back.]

I'm fine, just...I don't want to touch you. I don't know if...if it'll happen to you too.

[Oh yeah, good point. Drift stops and kind of hold his hands up in that "oh yeah keep your weird hands off me" sort of way.

Aaaand then he finally realizes something.]

So that. Really is my sword.

[Wing....kind of droops.] 

Yes.

[after a few seconds of awkwardish silence, the feed ends. just another day in the hippy house don't worry.]

((OOC: Drift is blue and Wing is goldish orangy SO COLORFUL))