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Extreme measures like what though? I mean, I know she asked the Red Queen, but...it's not like she can do a whole lot inside a computer. Right?
[Wirt, in his defense, knows almost nothing about electronics.]
[Wirt, in his defense, knows almost nothing about electronics.]
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more.
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no more
Of dumps so dull and heavy.
The fraud of men was ever so
Since summer first was leafy.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey, nonny, nonny.
[ That's it. No other words, no explanation. But she figures he'd know what she hinting at.
If not, well. It'll give her another reason to steal one of his lives. ♥ ]
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no more
Of dumps so dull and heavy.
The fraud of men was ever so
Since summer first was leafy.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey, nonny, nonny.
[ That's it. No other words, no explanation. But she figures he'd know what she hinting at.
If not, well. It'll give her another reason to steal one of his lives. ♥ ]
[Wirt should probably be more concerned, but he can't help feeling a little indignant.]
What does that have to do with anything?!
What does that have to do with anything?!
[Wirt should probably be more worried about receiving this out of the blue without any sort of context, but he genuinely has no idea why she would be sending this to him. He's thinking too much about the source material and missing the point.]
That's from Shakespeare, right? Much Ado About Nothing?
[Maybe that's all this is. Much Ado about Nothing. Without thinking too much about it, he sends her the next line of the play as a reply.]
"By my troth, a good song."
That's from Shakespeare, right? Much Ado About Nothing?
[Maybe that's all this is. Much Ado about Nothing. Without thinking too much about it, he sends her the next line of the play as a reply.]
"By my troth, a good song."
yeah. i'm glad you know your Shakespeare.
[ Good thing he can't see her face. If looks could kill, he'd probably be dead right now. ]
too bad you don't know how to keep secrets
[ Good thing he can't see her face. If looks could kill, he'd probably be dead right now. ]
too bad you don't know how to keep secrets
What? What are you talking about?
[He's thinking about it though, and it doesn't take very long for his guilty conscience to come up with something he's done wrong.]
[He's thinking about it though, and it doesn't take very long for his guilty conscience to come up with something he's done wrong.]
Like...like what?
[Dipper, you're freaking him out a little.]
H-How much trouble am I in exactly?
[Dipper, you're freaking him out a little.]
H-How much trouble am I in exactly?
oh i dunno, maybe you telling Dipper what i really am?
or hmm, somehow leading him to believe i'm some murderous bitch?
maybe even all of the above!
know what? i'll write a short poem to make the point clearer, since that seems to get through to you the most:
Roses are red,
violets are blue.
I thought you were kind
but you're not, so screw you.
or hmm, somehow leading him to believe i'm some murderous bitch?
maybe even all of the above!
know what? i'll write a short poem to make the point clearer, since that seems to get through to you the most:
Roses are red,
violets are blue.
I thought you were kind
but you're not, so screw you.
[Wirt looks absolutely horrified by the future and the weird ways a computer could totally kill him or ruin his life if it wanted to.]
I-I mean...I guess? Do you get a LOT of potentially malevolent computer people in the future? Like, do you always have to worry about stoplights glitching and bank accounts getting wiped out for no reason?!
I-I mean...I guess? Do you get a LOT of potentially malevolent computer people in the future? Like, do you always have to worry about stoplights glitching and bank accounts getting wiped out for no reason?!
[The sudden interruption startles him out of whatever thought he was in the middle of. He should probably be used to Dipper barging into his room and dragging him out to do something, and yet he jumps every single time it happens.]
What?! I-- okay?? Why do you need my clarinet?
[He asks, but he's already picked up his clarinet case without waiting for the answer and lets himself be tugged along. Wirt's very weak to the power of suggestion.]
What?! I-- okay?? Why do you need my clarinet?
[He asks, but he's already picked up his clarinet case without waiting for the answer and lets himself be tugged along. Wirt's very weak to the power of suggestion.]
It won't work without your clarinet. Oh! And you'll need a notebook!
[It's probably a coincidence that the notebook Dipper grabs is Wirt's poetry notebook. Probably. He seems almost as scattered as Wirt is.]
Come on!
[He drags Wirt out the door and to the stairs.]
[It's probably a coincidence that the notebook Dipper grabs is Wirt's poetry notebook. Probably. He seems almost as scattered as Wirt is.]
Come on!
[He drags Wirt out the door and to the stairs.]
Hey, wait--
[Nope, it's too late. His poetry notebook is in Dipper's hands. But...his clarinet and a notebook? Wirt doesn't manage to string a single possibility together before Dipper's pulling him again.]
O-Okay, okay! Where are we going?
[Nope, it's too late. His poetry notebook is in Dipper's hands. But...his clarinet and a notebook? Wirt doesn't manage to string a single possibility together before Dipper's pulling him again.]
O-Okay, okay! Where are we going?
What's just a little further?
[WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?]
[WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?]
[Dipper grins as he drags Wirt to the fourth floor tea room.] It's just this way.
[He opens the door.]
[He opens the door.]
[Louis has largely given Wirt some space since the whole... Dipper thing. Mostly because of new relationships, yadda yadda. But since he's a pegasus and Mabel revealed a certain part of Wirt's past... well, it would be a gosh-darn shame to not take advantage and give Wirt some friendly trolling.
You know. To show that friendship is awesome too even when you got a fresh young romance blossoming or whatever. Love is beautiful, but shit-stirring is forever.
He can't use the network because he has no hands and he's not going to start chewing his device to try and get a point across. So, he flies off in search of his dear, dear friend. And of course, when he spots him, he'll yell obnoxiously, because if Louis can find a way to be obnoxious about a thing, he sure will be.]
HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY. Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirt.
[Louis hasn't exactly got landing down, so he almost lands on top of Wirt, but whatever. He's here. And he's got a shit eating grin on his face.]
Hey buddy~
You know. To show that friendship is awesome too even when you got a fresh young romance blossoming or whatever. Love is beautiful, but shit-stirring is forever.
He can't use the network because he has no hands and he's not going to start chewing his device to try and get a point across. So, he flies off in search of his dear, dear friend. And of course, when he spots him, he'll yell obnoxiously, because if Louis can find a way to be obnoxious about a thing, he sure will be.]
HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY. Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirt.
[Louis hasn't exactly got landing down, so he almost lands on top of Wirt, but whatever. He's here. And he's got a shit eating grin on his face.]
Hey buddy~
[Wirt's a fairly easy pony to find - he's a red unicorn and he stands out against pretty much anything and everything around him. On the upside though, he definitely remembers he's supposed to be a human, and that he was definitely already a pony several months ago.
The entire experience is strange, but it's made him think about Beatrice, and what it must have been like for her to be stuck as a bluebird. She had been stuck the same way, even if it had been kind of her fault and not some sort of event. He remembered asking her once if she missed flying after she became human again and he was met with a harsh "no", and having to be an animal makes him understand that just a little better than he did before.
He yelps when Louis almost lands on him and quickly trots out of the way, stumbling the last couple steps.]
Uh. Hey, Louis?
[He would be pondering more how they can immediately recognize each other as ponies, but he's too busy being completely suspicious of that greeting.]
Um. ...What's up? I mean, other than you. Since you can fly now.
The entire experience is strange, but it's made him think about Beatrice, and what it must have been like for her to be stuck as a bluebird. She had been stuck the same way, even if it had been kind of her fault and not some sort of event. He remembered asking her once if she missed flying after she became human again and he was met with a harsh "no", and having to be an animal makes him understand that just a little better than he did before.
He yelps when Louis almost lands on him and quickly trots out of the way, stumbling the last couple steps.]
Uh. Hey, Louis?
[He would be pondering more how they can immediately recognize each other as ponies, but he's too busy being completely suspicious of that greeting.]
Um. ...What's up? I mean, other than you. Since you can fly now.
[Wonderland magic is very occasionally not awful and this is absolutely one of those times. Louis flaps his wings a couple of times, trying to fold them because how the hell do you fold an extra pair of limbs? He doesn't know. This didn't come with an instruction manual. ]
I can totally fly now and it's the greatest thing Wonderland has ever done to me. Which... y'know, given Wonderland usually does awful things to me, I'll take as a nice little bonus.
[It doesn't make up for the weird, awful shit, though. Not even a tiny bit. His grin gets wider.]
Sooooooooo. Mabel told me an interesting thing about you.
I can totally fly now and it's the greatest thing Wonderland has ever done to me. Which... y'know, given Wonderland usually does awful things to me, I'll take as a nice little bonus.
[It doesn't make up for the weird, awful shit, though. Not even a tiny bit. His grin gets wider.]
Sooooooooo. Mabel told me an interesting thing about you.
[Wirt pales. Mabel has weaseled so much information out of him over the years that he literally has no idea what that interesting thing could be other than something horribly incriminating.]
Oh no. What? What did she tell you?!
Oh no. What? What did she tell you?!
[Mabel knows so many things. So many. Louis' grin widens.]
Soooomething about a bird girlfriend. I mean, I'm not gonna judge, whatever floats your boat, Wirtster. But I'm curious about the bird thing. Like was she all bird or like partially a bird? How much bird to human ratio are we talking here?
Soooomething about a bird girlfriend. I mean, I'm not gonna judge, whatever floats your boat, Wirtster. But I'm curious about the bird thing. Like was she all bird or like partially a bird? How much bird to human ratio are we talking here?
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