4th Spell - [Video, Spam]

[whatthewrackspurt]

[In her room, Luna has stacked up all her furniture in the middle of the room in order to reach the ceiling. She lies on her back on a desk that's tilted precariously on a chair, a globe, three books, and a coat rack. Somehow it all manages to stay upright.

Paint drips into her hair as she paints her ceiling. Faces of people on the Barge are recognizable - people she's met and interacted with, Iris, Bush, Steve, Facilier, MewTwo, and others.

She's not a bad artist, really. It's a lot more fun than the art room, where they expect you not to paint on the walls]

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[notdreaming]

[ That makes her laugh. ]

You sound like my mother.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Was she fond of experimenting? Your mother?

[notdreaming]

Yeah. [ She smiles fondly at a memory. ]

But she was more fond of me. Father would forget the rest of the world, sometimes, when he got into a project.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Yes, I know. My mother could be like that too.

[notdreaming]

And your father?

[whatthewrackspurt]

My father makes time for me. But I'm growing older now so it's not so much playing as it is asking for advice.

[notdreaming]

That's good, though. It's important to have a good relationship with your family.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Yes, my father and me get along very nicely.