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[circuitree]

DID ANYONE SEE WHO SET BERZELIUS ON FIRE

Comments

[lionellovelace]

I didn't set him on fire.

[artistree]

This is all speculation, of course. We're still waiting on the lab results from that ping pong ball.

[lionellovelace]

Have fun with that.

[circuitree]

DON'T let Willow touch the ping pong ball this time

[zadielovelace]

If it's speculation, you shouldn't say you're 'almost positive'.

Lionel

[zadielovelace]

Why is he trying to blame this on you? Did something happen?

[...]

Not you setting Mr. Berzelius on fire. I know that didn't happen.

Lionel/Zadie

[lionellovelace]

I don't understand why he's doing this.
He dropped the potato and it rolled to Berzelius' feet, where his shoe caught on fire.
He doesn't want to take responsibility.
Or at the very least, he wants to assign blame.

Lionel/Zadie

[zadielovelace]

That's rotten.

Shouldn't we correct him?

Lionel/Zadie

[lionellovelace]

I'm not convinced sense can be talked into him.
Or any of his siblings for that matter.

Lionel/Zadie

[zadielovelace]

Maybe not.

[...]

Maybe the journals will break again and they'll go back to their own channel.

Lionel/Zadie

[lionellovelace]

Lionel/Zadie

[lionellovelace]

That's an interesting thought.

Lionel/Zadie

[zadielovelace]

It doesn't even seem that unlikely, does it? With how things have been.

[...]

I'm sorry he's doing this.

Lionel/Zadie

[lionellovelace]

Finally, a glitch that improves the experience.
I don't use the journals much, but still.

It's alright. It'll blow over.
But thank you for standing up for me.

Lionel/Zadie

[zadielovelace]

Still.

It always does. [...] You're welcome. I don't think they listened to me, though.

I wanted to tell them how good your Potions grades are, but I don't think I'm supposed to.

Lionel/Zadie

[lionellovelace]

You're very kind.
Maybe that's for the best.
I'd rather they know as little as possible about me.

Lionel/Zadie

[zadielovelace]

[...] Why don't you want them to know about you?

Lionel/Zadie

[lionellovelace]

I don't need anyone to know about me.
But I think the more they know about me, the more they'll bother me.
[...] I could be unfair cynical, though.