Chapter 48 - It goes on a date
Chapter 48 – It goes on a date
🖤███ : “Dear brides to be, might I recommend that you go out on an excursion and explore the beauteous sights and sounds of this great city?”
Amy: "...Beautiful?... Chicago?”
🖤███ : “Correct! I fear my aged and wisened carpets cannot handle much more of the wear and tear brought about by your impassioned nuptial pacing.”
Amy: “What is there even to explore in Chicago?”
🖤███ : “There is a gigantic metal bean that seems to be all the rage.”
Amy: "...Hah..."
🖤███ : "..."
Amy: “Is that it?”
🖤███ : “My sole recommendation. I'm certain that you will find, to your pleasant surprise, that it is quite an impressive bean.”
Amy: “Hah..."
“It adds: there are also trains.”
Amy: “I... okay. Let's go look at trains.”
🖤███ : “Dear brides, If trains are your goal, might I recommend exploring the nearby Old Town? There is a highly dubious, and terrifically rickety train (with an adequate pizza place beside the station if you’re hungry) that will take you straight to the giant bean. The train, not the pizza, that is.”
Amy: "...Thanks for the clarification.”
🖤███ : “My pleasure.”
Amy: “Do you have some vested interest in this bean or something? Why do you keep pushing for it.”
🖤███ : “I simply love beans.”
Amy: “Great.”
“It thanks Lulu for the recommendation. It will take It’s Wife to see trains and beans.”
Amy: “Hah..."
🖤███ : “Enjoy your date, dear brides. When you return, your room for the night will be prepared.”
Amy: “I’m not even going to ask.”
🖤███ : “Perhaps for the best, dear bride. You may rest at ease knowing that your Humble Officiant will handle all of the fine details so that you may enjoy the wedding without any undue hassle.”
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Amy: “Jesus, that was the dirtiest and sketchiest train I’ve ridden in a long time.”
“It agrees. It is reminded of a roller coaster.”
Amy: “The bean was pretty nice, though. Very smooth. Such round. So big. Don’t tell Lulu I said any of that.”
“It will not.”
Amy: “I don’t know why, but the thought of him being happy makes me completely disgusted.”
“It understands.”
Amy: “Shall we head back and see whatever ungodly thing Lulu has cooked up for us while we were gone?”
“It accepts.”
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Amy: “Hah...? Since when did the church also become a hotel? Seriously, just how big is this place? Our room is the size of the entire building. And there’s like a hundred of these rooms.”
“The church is part of Lulu’s Domain. The space within is as Lulu desires.”
Amy: “Jesus. Maybe I should have become a priest.”
“Most priests do not have this power. Lulu is special.”
Amy: “Alright, I guess I'll just keep on with writing, then. Even if I can’t become a super priest, writing a character that has super church expandy powers basically makes me god, right?”
“Correct. Writing is Divine. Amy has Dominion over all facets of Amy’s Creations.”
Amy: “Yikes. That's a terrible thought. Imagine being god and writing somebody a bad ending.”
“It has seen many such events happen throughout Time.”
Amy: "...Yikes. Now I feel guilty for my little guys. I solemnly swear that all my books will have good endings from now on.”
“It finds Amy’s compassion to be beautiful.”
“Aww. I love you too, Thia.”
“It accepts the premise. Continue.”
“On the big day. Night night.”
“. . .”
"..."
“. . .”
“If I can even fall asleep, that is... I'm literally vibrating.”
“It confirms.”
“Do you have a magic lullaby that will help me relax?”
“It finds magical sleep to be unrestful. It will attempt a mundane lullaby instead.”
“Sure.”
“It grants Amy a lullaby. It wishes Amy a good night. It wishes sleep for little Amy.”
"..."
“. . .”
"...Is that it?”
“Correct. It wonders if the lullaby worked.”
“Hah... You're such a dork.”
“It has known this name before, and many others.”
“You're lucky that you're cute.”
“It accepts the premise. Continue.”
“After my wife continues to monotone the worst lullabies ever written.”
“Understood. It will continue.”
“Mhm..."
“It bids Sleepyhead close her eyes. It assures: Mother is right beside Sleepyhead.”
“Thia, you're not my mother.”
“It amends: It is right beside Sleepyhead. It continues: It will protect Sleepyhead from Harm. Sleepyhead will wake up in It’s arms. It will always be near. Sleepyhead can sleep with no fear.”
"..."
“It grants Amy a lullaby. It wishes Amy a good night. Amy is It's delight. Soft and warm is Amy’s bed. It bids Amy close her eyes and rest her head.
"..."
“It grants Amy a lullaby. It wishes Amy a good night. It wishes sleep for little Amy. It loves Amy, though it bugs Amy. And It hopes Amy has sweet dreams.”
"..."