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[As much weird crap as he had put up with in his life, especially recently, winding up in bed in a house he'd never been in with a woman he didn't know was kind of a new one on Benson. New enough, in fact, that he practically fell out of his bed and scrambled to the other side of the room on his butt, just looking around in wonder and horror at the room he'd found himself in. He guesses there were worse places he could be but...no, you know what? Kidnapping is kidnapping and he's not really in the mood for any of it right now.

He takes some time to explore the house, looking in shocked horror at the pictures of him with a family he's never known, as a human for God's sake, and-

That's when he first notices it. He lifts his hand, looking it over as it's turned a softy, fleshy pink, and feels a shiver run down his spine.

That tears it. That's the moment he runs to the nearest telephone in the house, and does what he does best.]


[Phone]

[Good morning Mayfield. Enjoy the pleasant voice of one of the angriest men in the world blaring across the telephone.]

MORDECAI! RIGBY! WHAT DID YOU DO?

I have no clue what you did or how but whatever it is, heh, you better change it back! And you better change it back and fix it soon, or you're BOTH FIRED!

[Action; Around Town]

[There's a very angry, lanky man walking around town, hands stuffed into the pockets of the jacket he's wearing, back hunched up like an angry cat ready to leap at and maul the first thing it finds. He grumbles unpleasantly, occasionally stopping to angrily kick at one of the garbage cans in front of him before continuing on his way.

He's sticking to Ricardo Street for the most part, but feel free to find him anywhere.]

Date: 2011-12-09 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
They're the young ladies who live with me! I think you'll like them, they're very nice. Taiwan even let me help her decorate for the holidays! [ so fun. SO FUN.

... It is so much more quiet without those two, it's crazy. ]

Date: 2011-12-09 05:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
[Benson breathes a sigh of relief. Okay. Alright. This could be good. Whoever he's shacked up with? Could work. At least he's not saddled with the crazy, mindless people Benson has found himself forced with. There's no way Pops could hope to really take care of a household, at least by himself. So at least he's with someone who can help him.]

...Alright. Good. I'll come and see you guys every once in awhile, okay?



Mordecai and Rigby have been okay?

Date: 2011-12-09 06:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
Yes, I insist! [ It's. It's just really nice to have Benson around again. Knowing what to do is so much easier when you have someone who knows what you're supposed to do. ] And Mordecai and Rigby are doing well, I think!

[ A little bit of a contemplative silence and expression. Quick peek down this street while he's at it and nope, no familiar snowmen markers on it. ] May Field can be very frightening, but they're quite the example of good sports.

Date: 2011-12-11 04:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
[Well. That isn't good to hear, and for a moment Benson can feel the breathing stopping in his throat. Goddammit. Please tell him Pops has been alright.]

...Frightening how?

Date: 2011-12-11 06:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
[ Lengthier on the silence this time around. He has no idea how one is supposed to properly explain the events of bombfield.

Hnnn. One of those vague sort of Pops noises while he thinks, for want of a thing to say. ]

Date: 2011-12-12 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
[Yeah. Benson is just stopping in his tracks now, a feeling of dread growing in the pit of his stomach.]

Pops.....

What happened?

Date: 2011-12-12 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
I'm not quite certain. One morning, we awoke to find that everything was... different. And not in a pleasant way. I didn't care for it at all! [ Arms crossing. This much he knows is accurate at least. ]

Date: 2011-12-12 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
[Okay. Okay. Something scared Pops. That doesn't mean he got hurt. Benson can work with that.]

Well...it all went back though, right?

So it's okay. You're going to be fine, Pops. I'll take care of you if it happens again.

Date: 2011-12-12 07:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
I suppose everything has turned out all right... [ Ever easy to handle, Pops.

But really, if he can't trust Benson, who can he trust? ]

Date: 2011-12-13 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
...Okay. Good.

[He's not sure if he fully believes that. He knows when you're upset Pops, even sometimes when you try and hide it.

He swears, if Mordecai and Rigby just fucked up that badly....]


So. You wanna...show me around your house?

[Maybe that'll help cheer Pops up. When they actually find the house.]

Date: 2011-12-13 10:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
[ Definitely perking up. ] Oh yes, absolutely! It's not quite the same as home, but I think it's very pleasant! [ Don't even worry, Benson, he's got this

ooh, look at all those snowmen. This is clearly an excellent street to turn down. ]

Date: 2011-12-14 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
...Pleasant. Right.

[Benson would go more with "creepy", but that's just him. He looks around for a minute, frowning.]

...Pops. Have we been down this street before?

Date: 2011-12-14 05:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
Hm? [ Looking more closely. ]

You know, I'm not sure! They all look so alike.

Date: 2011-12-15 09:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
[Just groaning and facepalming at that.]

Look. Let's go back to my house and then we can call your house to find out where to take you.

Date: 2011-12-17 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
Oh, where is your house? [ Maybe it's close to his and he can go see Benson all the time. Pops gusta. ]

Date: 2011-12-20 09:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
.....

[He just stops. And looks around a minute before groaning.]

I don't know.

Date: 2011-12-20 09:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
[ Laaaaaughs.

Just gonna tug on your sleeve and keep trying to wander this way. ]

Date: 2011-12-23 05:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
[Welp.

Got nothing better to do than follow along for the moment, and look to see if he recognizes anything.

God damn how can everything look so alike here?]

Date: 2011-12-28 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
[ Fear not, good Benson, for after... you know, a few good minutes playing around with snowmen, Pops will be giving a particular house a considering look. ]

Date: 2011-12-28 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
[Oh thank you God. Maybe. Benson will try not to get his hopes up too much at the moment. He lets Pops looks for a few seconds before finally asking.]

Pops.

Is that your house?

Date: 2011-12-29 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wecanallbeturds.livejournal.com
You know, I think it is! [ So excited to say that, it's the best day ever. ]

Date: 2011-12-31 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grumpygumballs.livejournal.com
So we've just been standing here.

Outside your house.

For the last ten minutes.

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