Room 038 [Video] (Backdated to PSYCH-UP FRIDAY)

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[The feed flickers on and the camera shakes wildly before it rounds on a shirtless and wide-eyed Henry Townshend. The only thing behind him is an abundance of evening sky. He is on the roof.]}

I'm going to do it. I'm finally going to do it, are you ready? I'm gonna catch Fat Stanley.

_{[The camera whips around to show a flock of Pidove foraging peacefully in the neighbor's yard below. Sure enough, one of them is rather fat.]}

He has no idea. He's been evading us for a year he thinks he's so great well he's got another thing coming!

<sub>[He gingerly puts his 'gear down on the roof and angles it where he thinks the Pidove flock is. Sadly, they're cut off from view. The last thing the camera films is one Henry Townshend running along the edge of the roof full tilt and disappearing over the edge of it with a wild war yell.]

[The feed eventually times out.]


[Any video responses will come the following day.]</sub>


[ACTION FOR SHARKHOUSE the following day.]

_{[Henry sulks on the sofa and frowns blearily at the television. He is full of two different kinds of pain medicine and his foot is in a cast already lovingly decorated with names and messages from his housemates. He did not catch Fat Stanley.]}

Comments

[armoredsoul]

Eheh, I try!

[Al sets the plate down in easy reach for Henry, then glances at the screen.]

Is there really nothing else on right now?

[no_ufo_ending]

Nothing that I could find...and I can't reach the DVDs.

_{[He gives Al a pleading look.]}

[armoredsoul]

[Al bites back on another laugh and nods, heading over to the shelves.]

I'll put them in for you. What do you want to watch first?

[no_ufo_ending]

Hmmm. What about the new one with the Tropius?

[armoredsoul]

Oh, yeah! I haven't actually sat down to watch the whole thing yet. You mind if I join you?

[Al fetches the case down and sets about setting the TV and DVD player up for them.]

[no_ufo_ending]

No, go right ahead. I could use the company. The Pokemon are great but I had to shoo most of them away after they started stepping all over me.

_{[So many tiny poke'feet shaped bruises.]}

[armoredsoul]

[Al tries not to laugh, but his grin can't be tamed. Settling down on the unoccupied section of the couch, Al picks up the remote again and hits play.]

Yeah, you sit still long enough and they think you're just part of the furniture.

[no_ufo_ending]

I can't really blame them.

_{[He doesn't do a lot of moving around. While the trailers play, he looks longingly over at the Ogre Hut.]}

Hey. Hey, Al.

[armoredsoul]

[Alphonse looks over, frowning.]

Hm?

[no_ufo_ending]

Could you bring the Ogre hut over here? I miss being in it. But I can't get off the floor if I sit down.

[armoredsoul]

[...um.]

Will it even fit on the couch?

[He's still getting up to go fetch it, but...]

[no_ufo_ending]

Of course it will. Trust me.

[armoredsoul]

If you say so...

[Thankfully it's pretty light, if unwieldy, so Al is able to carry it over easily enough. But once he's actually there...]

Uh...hm.

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry looks up at the hovering Ogre Hut in a daze.]}

Well?