9th Invasion

[moemoetentacles]

[Hello, neighbors!  Terrified enough of Christmas yet?  Because Squid Girl might be here to help you out with that.  At 452 Stone Street, there is some terrified screaming emanating from the house - both from Squid Girl herself for those who recognize her voice, as well as a chorus of unfamiliar screams.  After a few minutes of this, a window opens on the front of the house and a bucket of shrimp and lobster with human faces is tossed unceremoniously into the yard.  Squid Girl leans out of the window to yell at them.]

"Go away!  Leave me alone!  You're not delicious at all!"

[She is met only with further screaming as the hideously warped seafood lies there on the front lawn.]

Comments

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

...

*Nanashi is there, staring at the weird seafood gone wrong*

... you shouldn't genetically modify your food...

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

I didn't!

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... then what is that...?

*she pokes one of the lobsters with her foot*

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Santa sent it to me. Stupid jerk.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... oh...

...

... I only got a coal sculpture...

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

"It's better than stupid screaming lobster faces."

[The ones that can still see her are still screaming, with their hideous, hideous human faces.]

"...Shut up already!"

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

...

...

... I wonder if they taste like normal shrimp and lobster...?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Eat them if you want to. I don't want to look at them anymore. Just get them out of here.

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

... okay...

...

*she seems to change her mind, however, as she just kind of suddenly wanders off without taking even one*

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Hey! I said get rid of these things!

[has-a-name.livejournal.com]

*nope, she's not coming back*

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

[slams the window shut and goes inside]

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

[Luna comes to from droning to seeing her sister figure flinging crustacean-humans]

...Are you redecorating?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

"No way! I don't even know what those things are supposed to be!"

[She points frantically at the still-screaming heads before slamming down the window.]

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

...I don't believe I've ever seen anything like them either.

[she ducks low to peek out the window]

Have you tried asking?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Asking them?

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

I would hope they would at least know what they are.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

But all they've been doing is screaming.

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

Perhaps they will scream an answer as to why they're so upset?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

I don't really care.

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

It may quiet them eventually...

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

You talk to them if you want. Those things creep me out.

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

[Luna cautiously opens the window again]

Hello?

[they keep screaming

Luna
slowly
closes
the
window]

They aren't very clear.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

I told you.

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

Have they been doing this long?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Ever since I opened that stupid present from Santa.

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

It's rather marvelous that they haven't gotten hoarse...

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

"Maybe if we ignore them, they'll stop."

[Which is actually the case - they only scream when they can see Squid Girl.]

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

There is a distinct possibility for that.

Do you like drawing?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

I guess so, yeah.

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

Perhaps we should draw something then.

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Sure! You can help me draw more posters to put up around town!

[off-beet.livejournal.com]

That sounds pleasant.

What sorts of posters?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

For environmental awareness!

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran passes by at some point and notices the screaming seafood. She wanders off. She returns sometime later with a bucket...and starts collecting specimens]

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Good! Take them all!

[addittotheheap.livejournal.com]

[ Why are you interrupting daddy's beauty rest ]

RADIAN! Pipe down!

[ Because yelling fixes the yelling problem, really. ]

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

"No! Come here! You'll really see it this time! It's different from the attack turkeys, I swear!"

[runs into the living room to try to drag him by the arm over to the window]

[addittotheheap.livejournal.com]

[ FINE he will let you drag him along BUT HE WILL NOT BE HAPPY ABOUT IT ]

This better be zetta important!

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

"There! See?"

[She heads over to the window and points at the hideous human-headed shrimp and lobster laying all over the front lawn. As soon as she's within eyeshot, the ones that can see the window start screaming.]

[addittotheheap.livejournal.com]

[ He walks out so he's next to her and stares for a moment. ]

What the factor are those supposed to be?

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

Shrimp and lobster, but they have those stupid screaming human faces!

[addittotheheap.livejournal.com]

... Solve for y.

[ He isn't connecting this to the Christmas letters yet because, hey, he got a calculator like he asked for. ]

[moemoetentacles.livejournal.com]

...Huh? Solve what for y?