ken

[gitalong]

how many kens make up a mop

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w0, sunday

[gitalong]

[ i'll go out on a limb and assume Missile slept in Ken's room last night

it would certainly explain why, when Ken wakes up, Missile is there. at the door. jogging in place. ]

Ken! Ken, can we go for walk? Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleas-

im crying

[hamaoned]

[ THIS WOULD BE FINE. HE WOULD LOVE DOG IN ROOM WITH HIM.

but it's a good thing that ken pretty much has good manners even when he wakes up and only takes a few moments to realize where he is (or more like where he isn't) to understand that a good dog is currently running around and asking to go on a walk. ]

Huh? [ aka "where the hell am i—oh right dog". ] Oh!

Yeah, sure.

[ pardon the groggy. glancing over towards his roommates and, well, it's good thing they're not bothered. ]

I guess you don't need a leash.

good

[gitalong]

[ they might be bothered real soon if Missile isn't let out for walkies ]

I do not!!! I'm very skilled at walking right next to Miss Kamila and Miss Lynne whenever we go on walks! And even if I get distracted, I remember where they are and come right back!

[hamaoned]

[ sweats.

well, ken is opening the door once he gets the assurance from missile that he'll be fine off of the leash, which, honestly, given how he's having a conversation with him right now, he should know better. ]

I knew you were a smart dog.

[ he'll go about getting freshened up later. dog needs to go out for obvious (or not) reasons. ]

Come on, let's go.

[gitalong]

[ i refuse to think about the logistics of the obvious reasons, so: Missile is just out here to have a good time. ]

Oh, thank you! You're very smart too!

[ and off he nyooooooms as soon as the door is open. which, admittedly, isn't that fast. maybe 1.5 mph? ]

w1, thursday

[gitalong]

[ skitter skitter skitter- ]

Ken! Do you want to have a sleepover tonight?!

[hamaoned]

Sleepover?

[ with a dog??? slow blink but also— ]

Um, will your roommates be okay with that?

[gitalong]

Yes, of course they will! We had a sleepover last week too, and we played games and everything until we all got knocked out! It was a lot of fun! That's why you should come!

[hamaoned]

[ you know, with everything that happened last week, he'd expect that not to happen but at the same time no one knew. ]

Okay.

[ because why not??? ]

Your roommates won't mind?

[gitalong]

Of course not! Miss Brilith is really nice, and Mammon won't say anything! And if he does, Miss Brilith and I will scold him!

w2, friday

[gitalong]

[ Kenny Ken, where you at, hopefully it's warm because Missile will toddle in, shivering ]

Ken...?

[hamaoned]

[ fortunately for missile, ken will be in his room (finally) surrounded by plenty of paper. letters even! ]

Missile?

[ not that he doesn't have time to pick up or give attention to a good dog. ]

What's wrong? You're shivering.

[gitalong]

[ huh. he's still shivering, but his suffering is forgotten for the moment. doesn't Dazai share a room with Ken...? ]

Did Dazai leave his stuff everywhere or something...?

[hamaoned]

[ ken does not forget about shivering but he does at least answer missile's question about. everything. ]

Oh, no. These are all of my notes.

[ and letters. ]

But his stuff might be around here too. Or, well, it likely is.

[gitalong]

Wow, you sure write a lot! Who're the notes for?

[ he wrinkles his muzzle at the thought of Dazai's stuff. ]

Is Dazai still hoarding things...? I dunno if I want to see everything he's taken.

w4, post trial

[gitalong]

[ i

assume Ken's somewhere grieving and stuff and Missile wandered off for a bit

because he's coming back to wherever he left Ken with a bottle of water in his mouf ]

[hamaoned]

[ it's true. ken immediately left to go finish his cry where no one else can see him (which is likely in a corner of the chapel) where missile can find him with the water.

his knuckles are white from how hard he's gripping on phoenix's pin but he'll ease off when he sees missile. ]

...is that for me?

[ time to stop crying!!!! or trying to. ]

[gitalong]

[ cry, u deserve some emotional catharsis ]

Uhhhhh huh!

[ his agreement is a little muffled bc. bottle in mouf. here, Missile will come up and offer it to you to take. ]

[hamaoned]

[ no!!! ken doesn't know how that works.

but he will take the bottle from missile and pet him on the head. ]

Thank you.

You must have walked quite a lot to look for me, or did you follow your nose?

[gitalong]

Neither! I guess I just got really lucky.

[ he accepts the pets before walking over and plopping down by Ken's side. what's up, buttercup ]

You're sad about mister Phoenix, right?

wk 5; i have no idea

[hamaoned]

[ i literally have no idea where they are going to be but i don't think it even matters because missile is a lamp and ken is a dog. somehow this was not the path that i thought would happen during monster week. i am surprised every day.

which is also to say that ken will be...sniffing lamp. probably. what are this. ]

[gitalong]

[ the lamp is a lamp is a lamp. and after a few minutes of sniffing...





it turns on its bulb with a distinct 'click' ]

[hamaoned]

[ i have read this comment no less than ten times and i just


!!!!


cue ken taking a step back and barking at it unconsciously. maybe one of them should talk? nah, ken is going to stare at the lamp a longer time. is it a ghost thing? is it a house thing??? blue??? ]

[gitalong]

[ talking? what talking? there is naught but a lamp and a doggo here. uwu

the lamp starts to happily dance ]

[hamaoned]

[ ...

cue ken being memorized about the dancing lamp. he'll follow it with his head and his tail. guess they're not going to do a lot of talking and just a lot of. watching. this is how things are gonna be, i guess. ]