Jack (
comic_relief) wrote in
pinesnet2017-03-19 02:11 pm
001 | voice
Hey, wait. Not yet, hold on. You can't come yet, I have to call somebody fir--whoa! [A stifled intake of breath. A pleading note.] Oh, come on, give me a break. Not yet!
[The message starts with a Jack's voice drifting in and out of range, like somebody caught between talking away from the receiver and turning into it. Urgency threads through the words.
There's a distant squeak of bed springs, another hissed breath.]
Ohhhh, I see something! [That urgency ramps up to something closer to awe and terror of the unknown.] It's pink in there! I can see it moving around! I forget what I'm supposed to do! I was just getting used to having Eggbert around and now he's falling to pieces on me.
[Faintly:]
Oh, shit...
[Even fainter, the sound of a delicate, barely audible cheep.]
What the hell is that? You gotta come over and bring the dog food or something-- Wait. [Now there's a sudden silence as a perplexed somebody realizes this isn't the private call he thought he was making. Goddamn phones, where's a moogle when you need one?] This isn't even the right line! Lemme try that again.
[That there is the definitive 'click' of a hang up.]
[The message starts with a Jack's voice drifting in and out of range, like somebody caught between talking away from the receiver and turning into it. Urgency threads through the words.
There's a distant squeak of bed springs, another hissed breath.]
Ohhhh, I see something! [That urgency ramps up to something closer to awe and terror of the unknown.] It's pink in there! I can see it moving around! I forget what I'm supposed to do! I was just getting used to having Eggbert around and now he's falling to pieces on me.
[Faintly:]
Oh, shit...
[Even fainter, the sound of a delicate, barely audible cheep.]
What the hell is that? You gotta come over and bring the dog food or something-- Wait. [Now there's a sudden silence as a perplexed somebody realizes this isn't the private call he thought he was making. Goddamn phones, where's a moogle when you need one?] This isn't even the right line! Lemme try that again.
[That there is the definitive 'click' of a hang up.]

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He still has to contend with the fact it's coming now, and he still isn't entirely sure what it is, but... baby steps.]
Thanks for the second opinion, dude! I'll take anyone who knows anything egg-related at this point. I underestimated how stressful the big day was gonna be. Dunno how people do this with actual babies.
[His palms are sweaty. That only happens during big missions... Which in a way this kind of is. It doesn't get any bigger than being responsible for another living thing.]
hi it's been a while omg
knees weak, arms heavy??he's no expert, but prompto did have a bit of selective memory when it came to his favourite animals; no reason to believe most birds' hatching behaviours would deviate too greatly from one another. )I think actual babies are probably a billion times worse than this. ( don't take his word for it, though. ) Not that I've got first-hand experience or anything, but probably -- okay prompto, stop talking. ) A-anyway! Hope it helped!
absence only makes the heart grow fonder!!
[That's not so bad. Spoken like a true man who knows nothing of the female experience and never seen the inside of a delivery ward.]
Er, I'm Jack, by the way. [Discomfort at all things miracle of life-y doesn't stop a laugh from sounding over the phone.] I forgot that part! And my buddy making all the strange sounds is Eggbert.
;3;
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[You're right, Prompto, you're so right...]
Well, nice to meet you! Strangers things have happened than meeting over a wrong number. [Like... everything about the here and now.] If you need a career change you should think about being a phone operator, you're a helpful dude in a pinch.
[And there might be other horrifically sheltered teens who need talking out of busting their eggs open...]