thefoundation | Week Two Afterparty: For the people who are Still Alive

That afternoon could not be more confusing.

Not only was the witch who called herself Yuuko a fake, but it turned out the witch who communicated through bird and notes was none other than one of the pieces. And the suffering... Oh, the suffering...

At least nobody else died for now...🗈

In spite of the lack of death, Wheatley was about as shaken up as everyone else. If he wasn't sure he was going to die here before, he is definitely certain now.

But he wasn't going to try and let it get to him. Even if he kind of wished he could consume things in the real world, he's still clinging to the small victory they had in sparing everyone.

On that note, he had the goats prepare a feast, turning the dining room table into a buffet table. There was turkey, fish, granola bars, fish shaped crackers, a giant bowl of frosted flakes, Macaroni and cheese with chunks of fish, fish shaped granola bars... Look, Wheatley didn't quite understand what humans liked to eat at these things, but at least it looks professional.

There's even a large cake in the center of the table. It's covered in chocolate frosting, strawberries, and has a lovely message written in bold white frosting: "WE SURVIVED".

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[He knows what he did, and how others are going to feel about him, not to mention he's not feeling good either way, so he quietly grabs a bottle of whiskey and heads back to his room]

[Watanuki is, surprisingly, eating food as if nothing is wrong. This boy needs some energy.

And after eating enough, he will finally sigh and set his plate aside.]

I suppose some of you have questions for me. Please understand that I can't say everything, as I am still bound by the rules of this game. But if there are things I can't say, I will tell you as much.

[Takumi shows up, of course. Wheatley went through all the work. He can be found away from the table, nibbling the fish-shaped granola and pacing. If one got close enough they might be able to tell his music is playing through his goggles loud enough to overhear. Oh, and he's mumbling like he did at the meeting]

...should have seen it. She literally told me how this works- completely missed it. Goddamn it...

[Everyone is too drunk or tired for any talk about the first week, but on Sunday Takumi makes sure to put himself in the sitting room, his goggles taken off and clicking through something on them like an actual phone instead of headgear- clearly putting himself here for anyone that wanted to confront him about the accusations to find him]

[ She waits an hour or two before she seeks him out, just to give him a little time to process everything. But when she does, she comes knocking on his door with...cupcakes? It's a few simple-looking cupcakes on a plate.

They have wine in them. How thoughtful. ]

Holmes-san...? It's Sakura. Can we talk, for a bit?

Wait!

Holmes.

Holmes-san.

[He doesn't try and stop him but:]

Just know, I still trust you, okay?

Come in.

[Came the voice, odd - given the time that passed, it should sound slurred but it's still clear, if hoarse]

[He stops]

Yes?

I have a few questions, myself.

[ taking a seat across from him ]

One...do you know if Nirrti-san is the same goddess from Hindu myth? Or is she a witch who just happens to have the same name?

.... If I had known you were the Sherlock Holmes...

...... I would have done a much better job trying to frame you, to make a scene worthy of your time. As it was I was just... trying to confuse the scene.

[another pause]

I believe that you didn't know. I'm not happy that you kept those secrets, but... I'm... sorry.

...

[He stops, and he actually smiles despite himself, rapidly closing his eyes]

It shouldn't matter to me... but it does, hearing you say that.

[ Syaoran himself is actually going to great lengths to keep his distance away from the others, sitting by his lonesome. He does have food on his plate, but he also doesn't seem to touch any of it, either. ]

[He nods, smiling]

Take some food in there with you, okay?

[A wry grin appears]

Well it did at least keep me off the scene... As for that, there's no more secrets left, though I'm afraid I only have my word for it, suspect as it is.

...I can't even fault you for what happened, you acted what you thought was for the best.

She probably isn't, though I can't say for sure. If I had to guess, she just is using the name, much like how she was using Yuuko-san's name.

[He gave a bark of laughter]

I am never going to hear the end of it, am I?

Nope!

Heh... Imagine my surprise when a fully grown unconscious man dropped into the bathtub. [he shakes his head] Get some rest, Mr. Holmes. At least this time, we all get to live to learn from the mistakes we've made.

Hey! Holmes! Wait up!

[It's the robot, trying to be helpful...]

You doing okay? Uh. I mean I saw everything that went down, but still.

I'm actually a little surprised I wasn't more banged up from that.... and you should rest as well, it's been a long day for everyone.

I should be right as rain, once I rest up.

[And indulge in a drunken stupor]

[Wheatley doesn't want to believe those accusations one bit... And that trial just now? He's more concerned about the boy than ever.

At least the music from his goggles seems nice, and the kid is enjoying the food.]

Ah... Takumi! How are you feeling?

[Hopefully Takumi isn't entirely down... Poor kid.]

[It takes him a moment to notice he's being talked to, and he turns his goggles off]

Tired but... alive? So I'll take it. What about you?

[Shadow is here. He's gotten a few snacks, but he mostly just seems to be... watching. He's still a little stunned by all of it.

But, he seems surprisingly cordial -- after all, he had come to terms with his inevitable demise and had made peace with himself in preparation for dying.

If you want to ask details about his motivations, or what really went down last night, he'll actually answer]

Mh... Yeah, rest does sound like a good idea, but... Uh.

Aren't you hungry? You should probably eat something before you pass out again. Food helps, right?

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