[Day 6]

[stillwinningthehardway]

[Scout clears her throat, a bit uncertain about addressing everyone, but she has several things to say.]

There's a lot in the market. [She sounds a little dubious. Capitalism is not her forte.] And if we're getting each other stuff, I'm not sure... okay, what kinds of things do people actually want?

[Hastily:] I'm not saying I'll get it for you. Or anyone else will. General ideas, I guess? What kinds of things. Maybe your best colors. And how do people feel about being given items related to their job? Clothes people getting cloth? Do you want that, or do you handle it enough and can get better anyway, more officially?

Also giving people animals randomly without asking about things sounds like a bad idea. Even pokemon are a lot of work, and you can just keep them in storage half the time. No one get me an animal, by the way.

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[spaghettimonster]

A fireplace is like a guest bed. The fire can go there, if it likes, and it's welcome to! But there's so many other places to go, and I wouldn't want to be a bad host.

[His shop would be a beautiful pile of ashes swept into the shape of his face.]

[stillwinningthehardway]

Right, right. Even if fire eats a lot and kind of redecorates, I mean, usually you do invite it in first, and try to raise it up. Children are like that.

[spaghettimonster]

So that's what parenthood is like...

Wait. I've helped start house fires! Oh my god am I a mom?!

[stillwinningthehardway]

No, you're the father. The fire was made from the substance of the house, so it's the mother.

I mean unless you'd rather be called mother, I don't think fire is very hung up on things like that.

[spaghettimonster]

Oh! Well. I can ask the fire, the next time... Wait.

[Something about what she just said... He scratches his chin for a moment, thinking it through.]

Does that mean, my father was my mother...?

[stillwinningthehardway]

Oh! Well, according to most translation guidelines, yes.

There are so many ways to replicate that the general rule is that the sentient parent who contributes the most substance is called the mother of that specific child, right up until someone from that culture understands enough Basic to insist otherwise. It gets more complicated than that, though, I know.

[spaghettimonster]

Hmm. I should ask Sans about whether...

Hang on a moment! We're still on the public channel. And this is sensitive stuff. Nevermind it, until we can talk face to face.

[stillwinningthehardway]

Oh, maybe another time then! If you don't want to tell me at all, though, I understand. I forgot these things can get touchy.

[spaghettimonster]

Well... It's like with talking about people who are gone. I'd like to. But it's different talking to just you, than to everyone who has their radio on right now.

[Hi, audience. Who knows how many of you are listening right now.]