MCA #4, Tuesday Evening

[myownface]

Sparkle had been... less than functional today. The episodes of Sesame Street that an errant wish yesterday had bestowed upon him had gone away again, and so even getting his hands on his brainless g-rated amusements would have involved stealing from, like, PBS or whatever. Which Sparkle wasn't entirely opposed to, but figuring out torrents and shit involved thinking. And brains. And... combining the two, somehow, so that brains were doing thinking, and Sparkle wasn't exactly feeling that so much just yet.

So he'd kind of pottered around the apartment aimlessly for a while. At some point, he'd remembered how cereal worked. Somewhere around noon he'd realized that he was halfway through cleaning the bathroom for what was apparently the third time already, and around what would have been suppertime, he was already on his fifth shower.

By the time the evening rolled around and Sparkle could see his reflection in the bathroom floor, he'd given up on shower six and had mostly just deposited himself on his back in the otherwise empty tub, poking halfheartedly at whatever stupid cell phone game he could get for free from Google. There was a game that involved tapping the screen. Just tapping the screen. And it was just cartoony enough that the little cartoon character swinging the sword around to beat up cartoonish monsters didn't even bother him all that much.

If anyone asked, he'd just say that it was cooler in the tub than anywhere else in the apartment. He was Canadian. He wasn't made for... comfortable planetoid weather.

Shut up.

[OOC: Open mostly for phone calls, though that guy who lives here is welcome to check up on Sparks in person for our hilariously mismatched SP if he so desires.]

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[myownface]

"I'm..." Sparkle sighed. "I'm getting comfortable. Um. In the bathtub."

A pause.

"It's empty, it just kind of... I was going to shower," again, "but then I just kind of didn't."

That wasn't normal, Sparkle.

[future_sandworm]

"I can call back later," Leto offered, "if that would suit you better."

Sparkle could be a little cryptic at times, so Leto took that to mean that he had interrupted him.

[myownface]

"No," Sparkle said, maybe a bit desperately. "No, you don't have to, I just, I mean... I wasn't doing anything I was just in the tub, it's stupid, it was just where I was."

That didn't clear much up, did it?

[future_sandworm]

Leto had faced stranger things that someone wanting to sit in an empty bathtub, so he saw no reason to comment on that.

"Good then. And the reason I called before was to talk to you about your visit. I understand now if you need some time at home, but there is less than usual that requires my attention here for a while, so you are welcome when it suits you."

Perhaps making plans for that was a good thing right now, too.

[myownface]

It gave Sparkle something to look forward to. And... somewhere far away from anything that was bothering him. He needed both of those things. A lot.

"Yeah...? I mean, I might not be up for travel right this minute, but... but that does sound good. I mean, soon? Can it be sometime soon?"

[future_sandworm]

"Anytime you like, just let me know a few days in advance," Leto said. He smiled, although that was obviously not noticeable over the phone. "I look forward to it. Is there anything in particular you would like to do?"

[myownface]

That... that was a good question. Sparkle chewed on his lip for a moment before venturing, "Something laid-back, to start? Is there anything like that? Not too loud or anything?"

That was probably why he was in the tub, come to think of it.

[future_sandworm]

"There are quiet places even in the palace, if you know where to find them," Leto said with a laugh. "I'd like to show you a sietch, they are a lot less formal. And the desert... I don't think you could call it laid-back but... there are places I could show you. Although I suppose it's also hard to avoid."

He would have suggested sandworms, but perhaps not now.

[myownface]

Now would probably be the worst time for sandworms, yeah. Another visit, perhaps.

"Well, I mean, what's a visit to Arrakis without taking in the desert, right?" Sparkle was trying a little smile of his own on for size. "And maybe something'll catch my attention while I'm there, too. I've never been, you know? Hard to say, right now."

[future_sandworm]

"Yes, I realize that," Leto said with a small laugh. "I'll try to come of with something that will surprise you. In a pleasant way." Sparkle had had enough of unpleasant surprises for a long time.

[myownface]

"Pleasant surprises are the best surprises," Sparkle replied, giving a little huff of his own that was nearly a laugh, too. "I'm looking forward to it. I'll let you know when I'm feeling up for travel again, okay?"

[future_sandworm]

"Yes, do that, and I will think of something," Leto said. "I hope Fandom stays quiet for you until then."

[myownface]

"Me too," Sparkle sighed. "I could really use a break for a while."

Nope, sorry. It was going to be amnesia and then chaos from here on out.

[future_sandworm]

Arrakis might not be the best place for a relaxing holiday after that, but at least there was sand?

"Yes, I think you need that," Leto said gently. "Now I shouldn't keep you from contemplating whether to take a bath or not. I look forward to seeing you soon."

[myownface]

Sand! Sand was great!

"Yeah," Sparkle replied, smiling faintly and blinking up at the ceiling. "I'll talk to you soon, okay? And... and thanks for calling."

It had been good to hear his voice.