Nikko's chaos blog

Name's Nikko I burn my parents and am not afraid to burn you (acceptions for Bs, Fs, Rin, Mabel)

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

AU and character info

AU: Basically Nikko worked with Bill, Ford and Fiddleford on the portal but he fell in instead of Fiddleford. He stayed in there for a while so Bill could tell him all about the nightmare realm and the fun things they could do when the portal was finished. When it was Bill and henchmaniacs come out, ‘accidentally’ kill Fiddleford, and take weirdmageddon global all while Bill, Ford, and Nikko rule over it all.

Character info: pink text Nikko is a cis female but he goes by he/him. He’s Aro/Ace (Bill and Ford are too in this AU), he loves to draw as a hobby, and he often visits other dimensions (AUs).

other version of Nikko: he/they purple text one that was born decades later and dropped out of collage due to stress and lives in gravity falls making indie games. This version of him has several variants so ask ask ask about it.

My dumbass will forget to color the text sometimes so if you’re confused about the version of Nikko that’s talking feel free to ask :P

lore about Nikko it tagged with #Nikko lore

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…why are you purple?

@daughter-of-the-author (lore changed, read pinned post)

Because I want to be! I can be green or pink or blue but I like purple.

[daughter-of-the-author]

Why tho?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why not?

[daughter-of-the-author]

..fair

Daddy’s like that too..

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do I know your dad? What’s his name?

[daughter-of-the-author]

Daddy’s name is bill!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…Cipher?

[daughter-of-the-author]

Uhuh!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That’s my husband! I doubt it’s your B though.

[daughter-of-the-author]

Daddy’s married?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe not in your dimension but in mine yes!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…why are you purple?

@daughter-of-the-author (lore changed, read pinned post)

Because I want to be! I can be green or pink or blue but I like purple.

[daughter-of-the-author]

Why tho?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why not?

[daughter-of-the-author]

..fair

Daddy’s like that too..

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do I know your dad? What’s his name?

[daughter-of-the-author]

Daddy’s name is bill!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…Cipher?

[daughter-of-the-author]

Uhuh!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That’s my husband! I doubt it’s your B though.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…why are you purple?

@daughter-of-the-author (lore changed, read pinned post)

Because I want to be! I can be green or pink or blue but I like purple.

[daughter-of-the-author]

Why tho?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why not?

[daughter-of-the-author]

..fair

Daddy’s like that too..

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do I know your dad? What’s his name?

[daughter-of-the-author]

Daddy’s name is bill!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…Cipher?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…why are you purple?

@daughter-of-the-author (lore changed, read pinned post)

Because I want to be! I can be green or pink or blue but I like purple.

[daughter-of-the-author]

Why tho?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why not?

[daughter-of-the-author]

..fair

Daddy’s like that too..

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do I know your dad? What’s his name?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…why are you purple?

@daughter-of-the-author (lore changed, read pinned post)

Because I want to be! I can be green or pink or blue but I like purple.

[daughter-of-the-author]

Why tho?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why not?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

…why are you purple?

@daughter-of-the-author (lore changed, read pinned post)

Because I want to be! I can be green or pink or blue but I like purple.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t really sleep much but she lay there just to humor him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko came back a few minutes later with an empty garbage bag and started filling it with the remaining clutter.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth curled up and pressed her face into the back of the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

A few minutes later the room was clear of clutter.

There! All done!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What else needs cleaning?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“You know this really isn’t necessary-”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Fordsy says that living in a garbage dump takes a toll on your mental health.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t even care anymore. I was just going to clean up for him.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I’ll clean for you!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth finally resigns and returns her face to the back of the couch in an attempt to get something her over-caffeinated brain is willing to accept as sleep.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Good job!

Nikko said patting her on the back before moving on to explore the rest of the house.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t really sleep much but she lay there just to humor him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko came back a few minutes later with an empty garbage bag and started filling it with the remaining clutter.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth curled up and pressed her face into the back of the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

A few minutes later the room was clear of clutter.

There! All done!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What else needs cleaning?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“You know this really isn’t necessary-”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Fordsy says that living in a garbage dump takes a toll on your mental health.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t even care anymore. I was just going to clean up for him.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I’ll clean for you!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth finally resigns and returns her face to the back of the couch in an attempt to get something her over-caffeinated brain is willing to accept as sleep.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Good job!

Nikko said patting her on the back before moving on to explore the rest of the house.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t really sleep much but she lay there just to humor him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko came back a few minutes later with an empty garbage bag and started filling it with the remaining clutter.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth curled up and pressed her face into the back of the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

A few minutes later the room was clear of clutter.

There! All done!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What else needs cleaning?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“You know this really isn’t necessary-”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Fordsy says that living in a garbage dump takes a toll on your mental health.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t even care anymore. I was just going to clean up for him.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I’ll clean for you!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t really sleep much but she lay there just to humor him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko came back a few minutes later with an empty garbage bag and started filling it with the remaining clutter.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth curled up and pressed her face into the back of the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

A few minutes later the room was clear of clutter.

There! All done!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What else needs cleaning?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“You know this really isn’t necessary-”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Fordsy says that living in a garbage dump takes a toll on your mental health.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t really sleep much but she lay there just to humor him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko came back a few minutes later with an empty garbage bag and started filling it with the remaining clutter.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth curled up and pressed her face into the back of the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

A few minutes later the room was clear of clutter.

There! All done!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What else needs cleaning?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t really sleep much but she lay there just to humor him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko came back a few minutes later with an empty garbage bag and started filling it with the remaining clutter.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth curled up and pressed her face into the back of the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

A few minutes later the room was clear of clutter.

There! All done!

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t really sleep much but she lay there just to humor him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko came back a few minutes later with an empty garbage bag and started filling it with the remaining clutter.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Under the kitchen sink.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Great! Have a good nap!

Nikko said as he walked off in search of the kitchen.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Umm… oh! Right!” She weakly gestures next to the couch.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko goes over and looks at the trash can

I don’t think this one is big enough. Do you have trash bags?

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s been a few days since Elizabeth walked in on Nikko with the intent to die and he figured it would be wise to go check on her.

@ask-elizabeth-cortland

Nikko knocked on Elizabeth’s house’s door.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Elizabeth immediately swung it open with a bit more aggression than the bags under her eyes suggested she had the energy for. She didn’t speak, just stared at Nikko with wide eyes, and vibrated.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Hi! How’s Fordsy doing?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

Silence.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

The portal? How’s that going?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She screamed like she had been startled. “OhThat!UhIthinkgood!Everything’sgreat!” She spoke frantically and fidgeted with anything and everything, running her hands through her hair, playing with her clothes, picking at nails that had already been bitten to the quick, tugging at the dead skin on her lips…

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Amazing! Can I come in?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yeah! Yeah!” She stepped aside and rigidly trotted to the coffee table, picking up a mug from one of the few spots one could fit and chugging it before flinching. “Oh! That’s a few days old.” And then she proceeded to polish it off in one huge swig.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Why are you drinking it then?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She doesn’t answer, just slides a bunch of stuff off the couch and weakly gestures for Nikko to sit while mumbling apologetically about how messy everything is.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It’s fine my house is messy too He says as he sits down on the couch

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Huh?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Everyone’s house is messy to some degree!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Ohrightyeahokay.” She seems to be running on a very low quality autopilot while being in a more hyperactive version of delirium.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

What do you need help with?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She jumps and squeaks.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do you need help with anything?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Um. I don’t know.” She’s talking abnormally quickly and her words blur together.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Well I came to help so if you don’t need help I might as well go.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nonono, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go! I just- I didn’t want to bother you, but if you want to help, uh, just, uh… do you think you could maybe, um…” She’s shaking. “If you wouldn’t mind, and I mean genuinely wouldn’t mind, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble, but if you don’t want to, it’s totally okay- I’m rambling. I’m sorry. Oh, fu-…dge… is good but I won’t eat it because I’m trying to… uh… what was I gonna say?”

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…Oh, you’re still here? Shoot, that sounded super rude. I’m sorry.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

It's fine! B is rude all the time!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I’m… well aware of that,” she said in a tone that sounded a little too aware.

“Stupid childproof caps!” she sobbed, struggling to open the bottle of NyQuil.

“Oh, look! Betts is going to whine, whine, whine all night!”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He's great once you get to know him though! ... I've said that before haven’t I?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Nikko, he…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He what?

Nikko asked cracking his neck to the side.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…He’s caused a lot of problems for my husband and I. And it’s been long enough that I feel confident that you’re either mistaken or lying.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe your B has but mine would never!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Yours was possessing you.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

with my consent! It's fun to be possessed!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“And tell people to kill themselves?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

He didn’t mean it!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“He… you’re joking.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Maybe I am maybe I’m not! Who knows?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I can’t do this.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Do what?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“I don’t know.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then don’t! The world won’t end!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“…I’m so tired and I’ve had so much coffee…”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Then sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

"With the amount of caffeine I'm on?" She sighs. "Besides. I can't go to, uh, what's the word?" She stood there, blinking for a few seconds before giving up. "Whatever. I can't. Not when the house is a mess and if I stop, he'll- he won't- if I'm not perfect, he'll... what if he stops loving me?" She's barely aware of her surroundings and what she's doing and saying but she's not lying.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’ll help you clean up then! And F won’t stop loving you.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She stares blankly at Nikko, eyes glazed over with exhaustion, unfocused, unseeing, looking like in about three seconds, they'll roll back in her head and she'll keel over and pass out right then and there, not seeming to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko waves his hand in front of her face

You there?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

It takes just a little too long for her to respond but she suddenly blinks, notices Nikko, and just about jumps out of her own skin.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

That was too easy! If I wanted to scare you you should make it a little harder.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Sorry. That… that’s been happening.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

You probably need sleep. I’m not a doctor though.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Mm. Can’t. Bill and the whole possession thing and I have to do… just fuckin’ everything.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

I’m here now! You can sleep!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“‘n’ the coffee…” She doesn’t seem to have heard him.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nikko snapped his fingers and vanished most of the trash and clutter from the room.

Sleep.

He insisted getting up and pointing to the couch.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

She didn’t even question what he had just done, sluggishly moving to the couch and flopping down with a sound that could only be described as relief.

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Where’s your trash can?

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Hm?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Your trash can? I can’t just vanish stuff to nowhere!

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“Oh. Right.” She slowly gets to her feet. “Where is it again?”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

No no it’s fine I’ll find it.

[ask-elizabeth-cortland]

“No, you don’t have to.”

[nikkos-weirdmageddon]

Nah it’s fine what room is it in?