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+title: "The Birds on Censorship"
+date: 2021-07-09
+tags:
+- birds
+- unstagnation
+---
+
+**Summary:** Sudden news rocks the Birds' world as they reminisce on their past and their future.
+
+<!-- more -->
+
+---
+
+All is well in the Bird residence. Brandy has come over to hang out today and is kindly preparing breakfast for Skoomer Bird and Noodle Bird, who sit across from each other at the wooden dining table. Their buddy Mango is also in the basement, chilling and playing video games.
+
+Skoomer chuckles as he flips through a particularly interesting page in the newspaper. "Noodle," he says, turning the paper around and leaning forward to show her its contents. "Take a look at these things they banned recently."
+
+Noodle raises her attention from her phone to Skoomer, squinting to read the tiny inked letters. "Wow. Damn."
+
+"And this is just a small section, the rest of the pages are…completely expected." Skoomer sighs. "Some of these I expected too. Algorithms nowadays are incredible at filtering these out, and there is human review as well. I guess to the *common* person this…sounds incredibly scary, doesn't it?" he says, smiling and shaking his head.
+
+"Mm," Noodle agrees. "What happens if you break these rules?" She shifts her gaze back to her phone, brow furrowed. "What if I accidentally posted hentai? Will I go to jail?"
+
+Skoomer's reply is prompt and direct. "Instant deletion and maybe an account ban. Keep in mind, since your account is connected to your ID number, they know who posted it as well. *Exactly* who posted it."
+
+Noodle's face pales for an unknown reason. "Uh oh. Uh…wait, doesn't League count as lewd content? They have 'sexy characters' — like a lot of them basically wearing bikinis." She rapidly types on her phone as she says this.
+
+Skoomer raps his fingers against the table. "League's problem is more of a copyright issue, I would say," he hums. "Bikinis are fine, I think…in practice."
+
+"This is Janna." Noodle raises an eyebrow, holding her phone up to Skoomer, which is showing a picture of a fantastic (d.: "of or relating to fantasy") woman wielding a spear in very revealing attire.
+
+Skoomer nods. "Yeah, this is fine. Nothing wrong at all."
+
+Confusion shows itself on Noodle's face as she slightly lowers her phone. "Oh…okay, never mind — maybe I don't understand what 'lewd' means."
+
+At that moment, Brandy comes in, setting a plate of eggs and bacon in front of both of them. He groans exasperatedly. "Guys, it's too early for this debate."
+
+Skoomer waggles his eyebrows. "Not for me."
+
+Brandy thinks about this for a moment. "True," he decides. "Carry on, then." He steps away back to the kitchen for the other still-sleeping members of the Bird household.
+
+Skoomer puts his newspaper away and now considers Noodle's earlier statement. "Lewd…it's a bit more blurry, I guess. But I think the interesting part is like," he waves away the matter, "the ban on LGBTQ content and underage dating."
+
+"I mean, it *is*, but I'm not surprised about that," Noodle waves away the wave.
+
+"…Because it's reflective of the policies in…many other fields," Skoomer continues.
+
+This piques Noodle's interest. "Oh?"
+
+"At the end of the day, it's not LGBTQ that is being prohibited," Skoomer argues, "but actually the organisations that advocate for it."
+
+Brandy suddenly pops his head back in from the kitchen, frying pan in one hand. "Oh yeah, is underage dating illegal? I remember Skoomer got someone expelled for doing that." He pauses. "Maybe," he adds.
+
+"*Technically*," Skoomer states matter-of-factly, raising a finger in the air, "underage dating is not forbidden as a law, but as local school or district policies."
+
+Brandy shrugs. "Basically a law, then. A by-law, you could say."
+
+Noodle looks disappointed but not terribly surprised. "Skoomer. Why."
+
+Skoomer clasps his hands together and looks straight in Noodle's eyes. "It's my duty." He smiles.
+
+"Oh," Brandy starts, "I remembered that correctly?"
+
+"Just change 'someone' to a plural and yeah."
+
+"Well, of course," Brandy says, amused. "It takes two of them."
+
+"Ah, well, more than two," Skoomer corrects him. "Also, I designed a policy that actually doesn't do it in pairs."
+
+Noodle lets out a gasp of horror and utter shock, eyes wide and hands cupped around her mouth. "Skoomer! You were in a *threesome?"*
+
+Brandy laughs. Skoomer stares at her pointedly. "Ma'am, excuse me *what*? What are you *thinking?*"
+
+Noodle's expression is one of purely innocent confusion.
+
+"Noodle asking the real questions! Ah, Mango, you're up — let me grab some breakfast for you." Brandy turns to head back to cooking, occasionally letting out a chuckle. "A threesome…heh."
+
+The two at the dining table turn to see Mango up from the basement with a blank expression.
+
+"My disappointment is immeasurable and I am questioning my friendships," he states.
+
+At this point, Noodle gives up on restraining herself and laughs whole-heartedly. "Bwa ha ha!"
+
+Skoomer throws his hands up in the air, grumbling indecipherable noises.
+
+Calming herself down, Noodle is still smiling widely as she teases Skoomer further. "I don't know, I just kinda assumed Skoomer got into a relationship to expose the other person — and then he said 'more than two', and I was like…" She squints suspiciously.
+
+Skoomer crosses his arms defensively. "Sir, we didn't play undercover, it was elementary school."
+
+"I don't know about that, Skoomer…"
+
+"Even our counter-espionage didn't go that far!"
+
+"Sus."
+
+"Fine! *One* thing I did was uh…we only expelled one person in a pair, but the pair had to choose who got expelled." He smirks self-assuredly.
+
+"Mate," Mango interjects, staring at Noodle, "'more than two'…are you cheating on me?"
+
+Noodle looks at him sheepishly as she slowly slides down in her chair until only her eyes peek above the table. Mango's expression is one of pure devastation.
+
+Skoomer chuckles. "Nah, but Noodle, wouldn't you agree that my policy is highly effective?" he says proudly. "The *speed* that couples just *disintegrated* amazed me at the time."
+
+"Do you know what else is effective?" Mango directs a side-eye glance at Skoomer.
+
+Skoomer tilts his head away and side-eyes him right back.
+
+Mango smirks.
+
+Skoomer dips his head.
+
+Mango smirks harder.
+
+Skoomer begins to sweat nervously.
+
+To Noodle's dismay, any possible resolution to the tension between them is broken by Runo crashing down the stairs. "Yo guys, did you see the newspaper?" He shoves a finger at a tiny line on the newspaper clutched in his other hand. "Any action that damages ethic unity," he quotes. "WHAT THE FRESH FUCK!"
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+title: "The Birds on Language and Tea"
+date: 2021-07-10
+tags:
+- birds
+- unstagnation
+---
+
+**Summary:** The Birds discover Asia and its many variants of leaf juice. Waffle Bird is innocent.
+
+<!-- more -->
+
+---
+
+The living room is a mess to Noodle Bird's eyes. Papers are strewn across the rug and hardwood floor with Runo lying face down and limbs splayed. There are no words to describe what must have happened.
+
+"What happened to Runo? Why is he talking about cum?"
+
+Runo's giggles are muffled from the floor. "Cum," he slowly enunciates.
+
+Brandy Bird sighs from his corner, reaching down from his spinny chair to give Runo's head a solid bonk. "Bonk — go to horny jail."
+
+Noodle's gaze flits over to Skoomer Bird, who shifts further into his desk by his open laptop as if to disassociate himself from Runo. "Well, uh…maybe he is high," he offers.
+
+Between fits of laughter, Runo defends himself. "I'm not horny!" he protests. "It's just a *funny* word. Especially since CANAMOO used it in their official solutions…as a short form for 'cumulative'."
+
+Noodle nods in understanding. "Oh…I see. That's the *worst abbreviation ever!"* She lapses into giggles along with Runo who pounds a fist on the rug.
+
+"I know, right? Waffle is just perpetually horny though, I dunno what's up with her."
+
+Brandy snorts. "Brand new phrase right there."
+
+At the same time, from the mention of her name, Waffle pokes her head around the corner from the neighbouring room. "Woah, wait — what. What?" she demands.
+
+Runo hits a button on his phone, waving away the matter. "It's okay, nobody cares. Also, Brandy, I don't think that's new — that's a very old sentence and I've heard it at least, like, seven times."
+
+*"Uwu cumsy wumsy!"* Waffle's tinny but clearly cheerful voice blares through Runo's phone speaker.
+
+"Bruh — now I've been called 'perpetually horny' *and* 'universally *moist*'," Waffle sniffs. "I don't know what is *up* with you people!"
+
+Runo pushes himself into a sitting position, shrugging smoothly. "If it happens multiple times, it's probably you."
+
+"No!" Waffle vehemently denies. "I think they are just *bad* because I am innocent!"
+
+"Nobody innocent would innocently say 'uwu cumsy wumsy'," Runo points out. "You can't *do* that."
+
+Waffle turns away from them and huffs an annoyed huff. "Well, I am gonna blame it on the lack of outside time messing with my brain!"
+
+Skoomer decides to offer his own opinion on the matter. "Consider decreasing your caffeine overdose," he suggests helpfully.
+
+"Come on, it was *one* coffee I bought yesterday," Waffle insists, "and I'm still not done."
+
+"She doesn't like coffee, she said." Runo also reminds Skoomer. "It's boba."
+
+Skoomer squints suspiciously at Waffle, who throws her hands up and gestures wildly at his accusations. "I literally drank half of the coffee and couldn't continue! Also I was really tired! And jittery. And tired!"
+
+Skoomer considers his past experiences with Waffle. "You are perpetually jittery," he notes.
+
+"Goddammit!"
+
+Runo laughs. "I mean, coffee tastes *good* cold."
+
+There is a noise of unadulterated disgust from Brandy's corner. He slowly turns and stares into the depths of Runo's soul with an unsatisfactory expression. "How do you expel the landlord?"
+
+Waffle sticks her tongue out. "Coffee tastes terrible," she generalises. "No amount of sugar can cover how terrible coffee is. And it doesn't even work!"
+
+This grave insult to their dignities goes unnoticed by both Brandy and Runo as they stare each other down. "What?" Runo demands. "Cold coffee is literally a thing you can buy at most places. You're just *uncultured* — not my problem."
+
+"Like Bappachino or something?" Brandy asks.
+
+"Moondollars!" Waffle interjects with the name of a popular coffee chain.
+
+"I don't know coffee," Runo puts out as a disclaimer, palms held outward. "Just that cold coffee is good."
+
+"Bruh," says Brandy. "Well, I guess that's fine — but I thought you meant hot coffee that went cold." The tension slowly dissipates as the misunderstanding is resolved.
+
+"I mean, that's fine as well," Runo amends.
+
+Waffle's eyes sparkle as she gasps when she remembers something amazing. "$1 iced coffee at McBirb's!"
+
+The group only notices at this time that Skoomer has been shaking with visible anger in his seat, his fingers frozen above his keyboard.
+
+"Calm down, green tea enjoyer," Runo faces away from him but turns back soon after. "Okay, I'm sorry — green tea is good as well…sometimes."
+
+Skoomer returns to his work, appeased.
+
+"Green tea good!" Waffle chirps. Noodle returns and cleanly bonks her from the side. "Yes! Black tea also good!"
+
+"Green tea good!" Noodle agrees and leaves again.
+
+"Orange pekoe can die in a hole!"
+
+Runo makes an indescribable face.
+
+"Literally *so bad!"* Waffle continues. "Worse than Earl Grey! And that already *sucks!"*
+
+Skoomer sighs as he sips his own cup of tea. "Xihu Longjing for the win, by the way," he declares smugly.
+
+Runo looks at him blankly. "The fuck is that?"
+
+Skoomer shakes his head at Runo's lack of knowledge of Skoomer customs, heaving out truly the most disappointed of sighs, then launches into what would be a multi-minute explanation of its origin, benefits, and superior flavour and attributes.
+
+He doesn't even reach ten seconds when Runo decides that he'd rather listen to something more interesting. "LMAO, okay."
+
+Waffle flops backward onto the couch, arms out in either direction. "This cup looks so *thick*…" She points at the bubble tea clipart plastered on the ceiling of the room. "I want a thick cup of bubble tea…" Her whisper embodies longing rivalling that of the attraction between the sun and the Earth.
+
+"It's just short," Runo dismisses.
+
+"I want to buy some bubble tea right now…" Tears leak out of the poor girl's eyes as her bubble hopes and dreams lay crushed, malnourished, and emptied.
+
+Skoomer notices this and doubles down. "Short…" he agrees, "like Waffle."
+
+Waffle instantly jumps up, hair flying as she uses the full extent of her height to refute Skoomer. "No! Wrong!"
+
+Runo shakes his head in mock disapproval. "Skoomer," he chides, "you're the only tall one here." He scooches a little closer. "We out*number* you…"
+
+Skoomer trains his eyes on Runo, slowly rolling his spinny chair back an inch for each inch Runo approaches. "Bread!" he calls. "Save me!"
+
+Bread Bird crashes down the stairs and freezes when greeted by the sight of Runo and Waffle staring hungrily at Skoomer. "What the fuck is going on."
+
+Runo ignores the newcomer. "We will take your headphones first!" he declares.
+
+"Take all his headphones!" Waffle joins in, flanking Skoomer's evacuation path. "He can't stop us!"
+
+"He probably has enough for all of us — so rich!"
+
+"N-no," Skoomer nervously denies, flicking his eyes occasionally to Bread in a plea for help.
+
+Bread shakes his head sadly and salutes. "Skoomer, I cannot defend you in this scenario. Your YN-2000YN4 is too good."
+
+"Nooo!"
+
+Granted implicit permission, Waffle cheers and tackles Skoomer clear off of his chair, scrabbling for the headphones around his head.
+
+Bread looks on sadly, but with no regrets.
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+---
+title: "The Birds on Posterior Acoustics"
+date: 2021-07-12
+tags:
+- birds
+- unstagnation
+---
+
+**Summary:** The Birds are confronted with a dilemma that they must resolve. Curiosity of human flesh knows no bounds.
+
+<!-- more -->
+
+---
+
+'Tis but a normal evening in the Bird household. Waffle Bird once again rants about the injustices of the education system by the dining table as Muffin Bird and Egg listen attentively. At the same time, Brandy Bird and Noodle Bird pretend to listen attentively while playing a racing game together on the TV.
+
+Soup Bird doesn't bother pretending as he scribbles on papers for the upcoming school year.
+
+"I'm so scared of accidentally unmuting in Frances's class," Waffle finishes, breathing hard as she concludes her latest rant. Muffin and Eggy nod along in complete agreement as Runo chuckles at his phone from the couch. 
+
+*"I'm so scared of accidentally unmuting in Frances'* ass." The surprise on Runo's face is completely fake as Waffle's mangled words pierce through even the racing game's music and Soup's focus on work.
+
+There is silence except for the slowly quieting *vroom*s from the bots that overtake Brandy's and Noodle's cars.
+
+Muffin is the first to speak up. "Runo," he says. "Kill yourself."
+
+Soup snorts and is unable to hold in laughter until an urgent thought strikes him, a potential misunderstanding that must be resolved in his mind. "But…" he ponders, "how do you unmute…in someone's ass? How does that work?"
+
+Attention shifts from Runo as now everyone focuses on Soup's incomprehensible question.
+
+"Runo…" Brandy says slowly, "you can meme him."
+
+Eggy thinks it over and comes to a conclusion. "How *doesn't* it work?" he asks quizzically but without elaboration.
+
+"It doesn't make logical sense?" Soup's confusion is not shared by the other members in the household. "Like," he tries to explain, "the only way I can think of —"
+
+What the only way Soup can think of will never be known as Eggy interrupts him. "Getting it *in* there might not make sense, but if it was already there, what's stopping you from unmuting?"
+
+An understanding "ah" is followed by a nod from Soup as he follows along. "Ohh. So —"
+
+"What the fuck." Runo's sentiment is completely agreed with by everyone else as Eggy and Soup continue to discuss the merits of an electronic device in the human body.
+
+Soup continues, "— there means that *Waffle* is in *Frances'* ass, and then…she talks?"
+
+As the mental image slowly dawns upon everyone in the room to varying degrees of disgust, Eggy's expression makes it clear he's suddenly changed his mind. "I advise you stop thinking about it."
+
+Noodle clutches her head, shaking it frantically, her controller having dropped to the ground. Her eyes attempt to roll into the back of her head but fail. "Oh my god please delete this from my eyes — i can't — I just imagined it, now it's stuck…"
+
+"I mean…good acoustics?" Waffle's expression is frozen in a gentle smile as she tries to wrap and simultaneously unwrap the idea around her head. "What even…"
+
+"Can I censor Soup for the good of our sanity?" Brandy asks everyone.
+
+"No." Eggy makes it seem like they're having a perfectly normal discussion.
+
+"Yes," Brandy insists.
+
+"What the fuck do you mean by 'acoustics'?" Muffin says accusingly after finally letting the conversation sink in, tempting further discussion.
+
+"It's a small enclosed space," Eggy reminds him in a sensible tone, receiving an incredulous face in return.
+
+"But who would be listening?" Morbid curiosity fills Noodle's voice as she dares to go further. Her question goes unanswered, however, as the others pile on to correct Eggy's acoustic sense.
+
+"As an audiophile, I feel offended." The indignation of Muffin's declaration is unparalleled. He opens his mouth to continue, but —
+
+"But it's like a tube?" Soup's innocent question leaves Muffin's mouth hanging open.
+
+"True," Eggy concedes. "There might be an echo."
+
+"Censor Soup, *right now*," Muffin demands, ripping off a strip of duct tape.
+
+"It's the large intestine, right?" Soup carries on, oblivious to potential death threats behind him.
+
+"Yeah."
+
+The tubular description helps Waffle realise something. "Like, you know how practising your instrument in the washroom makes it, like, sound okay? Decently?"
+
+"But, like," Soup starts, "I don't think sound is very reflective on flesh."
+
+"I dunno," Waffle frowns, thinking it over. "I practised in the bathroom with my friend once. Practised an instrumental, I mean."
+
+"Human tissue is soft and absorbs stuff really easily," Eggy adds helpfully.
+
+The sheer urge to provide concrete facts stalls Muffin long enough to prevent him from performing violent actions on Soup for the time being. "It is in fact not," he confirms, then steps menacingly closer. "I call upon the pope to strike Soup with lightning."
+
+"Please do," Waffle groans, face in palm once she realises she's meaningfully taking part in the discussion. She joins the others in being unable to turn away but desiring to be as far removed as possible.
+
+"Also, there are other substances in the large intestine that absorb the sound," Soup realises.
+
+Muffin glowers at him.
+
+"…So the acoustics aren't good probably," Eggy concludes, nodding to himself.
+
+Unable to help herself, Waffle reluctantly returns to the shining pillar that is Soup slowly reasoning in the moat of implications of their current topic. "Okay, so many not good acoustics."
+
+"Yeah." Soup nods in satisfaction. "URK —" In a bout of desperation to stop him from ruining the others' evening, Muffin takes it upon himself to strangle Soup from behind.
+
+"Soup," he says sadly, "please die in a hole."
+
+"Maybe," Waffle agrees, looking on but not moving. "LOL!"
+
+Using the underside of his chair as leverage, Soup in a moment of clarity forces his head forward and grips Muffin's arms to throw him up and over. Surprised, Muffin's grip tightens and Soup follows along as they spin twice together before collapsing into a heap on the floor.
+
+Inadvertently releasing his neck, Muffin glares angrily but frozen in place as Soup pins him down with his knees and an arm, the other being used to rub his throat. "I don't know… It doesn't make much sense. Okay," he nods at Muffin, "I'm high. I should stop."
+
+Muffin sighs in relief as both the topic of conversation ends and he's released from the Soup's restraints. "Did she ever say that she spoke in his ass?" he wonders.
+
+Muffin's duct tape he dropped is picked up by Brandy. He turns it over in his hands, examining it. "Am I justified in censoring Soup if he keeps talking about this?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Soup's EE —" Muffin jokes, brushing himself off. "An acoustic study of sound fields in the ass of Mr. Frances."
+
+"Get Frances to supervise," Brandy adds, unable to resist.
+
+A shiver runs through Soup as he considers this. "…Gonna get *roasted*. Hm, actually, what do you think if I — Mmph!"
+
+Any of Soup's further inquiries are locked in his mind as Brandy finally slaps the duct tape around his mouth to a standing ovation.
+
+
+
+------
+
+
+
+Extra:
+
+"Shit." Soup Bird buries his head in his hands. "Agggh…"
+
+"What is it?" Noodle Bird leans over to see Soup Bird's screen, then winces as she reads the text. "Ah, you got *him* as your mentor? RIP — What topic are you doing?" She turns her eyes to the subject and topic submitted for approval, and her eyes widen.
+
+"Ah." Noodle bursts out laughing, falling backward into her chair.
+
+Soup groans, rubbing his head in pain and defeat as his eyes rescan the introductory message from his Extended Essay mentor.
+
+*Hi Soup,*
+
+*I took a look at your topic and found it quite interesting. However, you should consider expanding the scope of your experiment to asses in general.*
+
+*Speaking of people in front of your computer, you might want to recruit some others so that you have a wide range of data over multiple repeats. You also would have to provide sufficient controls such as diet and routine, ensuring that the substances in each of your research locations are clearly known, or risk losing all marks for not having a proper methodology in your experiment.*
+
+*I've already approved and locked in your topic. Please let me know of your research question and we can further discuss your research and methodology at our first formal meeting tomorrow.*
+
+*Mr. Frances*
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+title: "The Birds on Waffle Supremacy"
+date: 2021-11-01
+tags:
+- birds
+- unstagnation
+---
+
+**Summary:** The Birds enter a debate at school over the supremacy of waffles over pancakes. Obviously, one of them is the better food, but it's up to them to prove it.
+
+<!-- more -->
+
+---
+
+In the student-lined halls of Vaybiew Secondary School, a lone poster hangs on a bulletin board, its top-right corner limply drooping in front of it. Colours faded from hours of abuse, a singular golden arrow labelled "waffle supremacy" directs any offendees to room 233.
+
+Let us head into the room to observe the intellectual debate occurring between the factions.
+
+Room 233 is styled as a traditional court. Dimly lit, intricately designed mahogany furnishes the room, from the chairs to the desks to the court podiums that are illuminated by spotlights. A substantial audience listens to the four people debating, raptured by the engaging arguments flying across the room.
+
+"The only reason Egg hates pancakes," Noodle Bird is declaring, pounding a fist on the podium before her, "is because there are eggs in pancakes. I'm gonna cook your entire family, you twat."
+
+Egg of the waffle camp glares at her.
+
+The spotlight suddenly switches to Bean Bird as she slams the objection buzzer. "There are eggs in waffles too!" A pause. "But waffles are better than pancakes," she adds.
+
+Noodle recoils at this new evidence, staggering back as if she's been shot. She grips her podium tighter.
+
+Emboldened by this turn of events, Bean goes on the offensive. "The cubes are a better vessel for syrup!" she fires. "You're just bland, Noodle."
+
+Noodle's argument is in shambles and she needs a moment to collect her thoughts — a moment taken by the audience to lean more in favour of the waffle camp.
+
+"No! Pancakes are better!" Noodle racks her brain for any argument while she quickly distracts the audience.
+
+Bean smirks knowingly, sensing victory. "Imagine being so wrong."
+
+Noodle sighs. It's time for their secret weapon — a shame to lose it so early on, though. She nods almost imperceptibly to a shadowy figure at the back of the courtroom.
+
+Coloured confetti is shot from both sides behind Noodle while a large banner with the pancake emblem unfurls from the ceiling as she spreads her arms, beaming. "Pancakes!" she announces righteously.
+
+Bean can only stare at the effective tactic that earns applause from the audience. "Noodle," she says sadly, shaking her head disappointedly.
+
+Sensing that the waffle camp is losing control of the narrative, Egg jumps in desperately to provide reinforcement behind Bean. "Pancakes," he says loudly, quieting the applause, "are just slabs of *cooked dough*. Waffles are elegantly shaped for optimum tastiness."
+
+In front of their emblem, the pancake faction regains their momentum. "No," Noodle retorts, "y'all are so cubed. Imagine not being round!"
+
+"Bruh, what the hell." Runo as the moderator makes a disgusted face at the image of a waffle filled with syrup. "Are you supposed to put that much syrup?"
+
+Noodle takes the opportunity, signaling again to her spy in the audience. "Pancakes have *curves!"* Jets of confetti again fly behind her at the last word. The audience cheers as celebratory music plays, and some of them are already holding up their vote for pancakes.
+
+"Waffles also have curves!" Egg interjects, looking to steal the spotlight.
+
+Runo frowns. "Wait, so you think they have sex appeal?" The cheering, music, and atmosphere in the room immediately falls apart, to be filled with awkward silence.
+
+"Where'd you get that from?" Egg finally asks.
+
+"Isn't that what 'curves' means?"
+
+"No," Bean recovers, answering Runo's first question after a delay. "Waffles have more sex appeal because…cubes…you can…"
+
+"Hol' up," someone in the audience says, to universal agreement.
+
+The debate mood is completely stifled until Egg fiddles with the projector enough to beam an image of a glorious syrup-filled waffle topped with butter and cream onto the debate screen. "The beautiful waffle!" he declares, gesturing at the golden dish. The music is restored and the audience cheers — some of them even change their vote.
+
+"It's super sexy — I'm getting hard already!" Waffle Bird pokes her head out from backstage, to general laughter. "Hi! Help!"
+
+"That's so hot, I'm gonna cum," Bean swoons, starry-eyed, her hands clasped in admiration.
+
+Noodle taps the microphone, creating feedback that reverberates around the room, restoring balance. Satisfied that she is the centre of attention, she begins attacking the golden food. "Can squares roll around?" She takes the microphone out of its holder and steps in front of the podium. "No, I don't think so. Circle supremacy!" Her fist pumped in the air at the last line, a whole tub of confetti pours out behind the curtains, which gets the audience up and excited again. The waffle camp frowns.
+
+"Waffles roll better than pancakes do," Egg corrects Noodle. "They have thicker edges." To reinforce his point, he puts a second image on the screen — a stack of perfectly browned pancakes topped with a square of butter dripping with syrup, outlining their limpness and impractical rollability. "Boring pancake."
+
+"Right?" Bean turns to the audience, nodding. The audience nods along.
+
+"What do you mean — the pancake looks beautiful!" Noodle protests.
+
+Waffle takes this time to poke her head out again from backstage, stepping firmly on the side of the waffle camp. She glances at the screen and shivers. "Ew… my pp just shriveled up." Noodle gapes at her as the audience laughs.
+
+"Pancakes will flop over," Egg says. The debate has returned to normal and the two parties are once again at each other's throats in a normal fashion.
+
+"Like my pp when I see one," Waffle adds.
+
+"They double as wagon wheels!" Bean concludes. The pancake camp is once again in shambles. Noodle gestures at the moderator for their last secret weapon.
+
+Runo from his moderator chair, quieting the audience. To the waffle camp's dismay, he strides dramatically to the pancake podium. There is a sharp gasp from someone in the crowd. "I personally think…" pause for dramatic effect, "*pancakes* are better because they have more *fluff*."
+
+This abdication of responsibility has the waffle team on full offensive, their rage and passion for waffles on full display.
+
+"Nah," Bean dismisses.
+
+"But it feels *dry* in your mouth!" Waffle brushes him aside.
+
+"Unless you consume them a millisecond after they're cooked," Bean agrees. "They flop down."
+
+"Wha —" The pancake faction clearly expected a bigger reaction, and Runo scrambles to counter. "Wait, what do you mean, 'flop'? I have never heard of this."
+
+"They compress," Bean says matter-of-factly.
+
+"Wait, really?" It's almost as if Runo is a paid actor for the pancake camp by how surprised he is at this nonsense.
+
+"Because the heat and steam hold them up."
+
+"They *deflate,* yeah!" Waffle interjects.
+
+"Right!" Bean nods along. Right on cue, the screen somehow falls off with the pancake still on it and limply folds into itself like a bathroom towel.
+
+"I've heard enough." The judge at the other end hammers his gavel, and all debate stops. "I hereby declare — that the waffle camp has won this debate! This meeting is now adjourned."
+
+"You're just a grid lover — that's all you'll ever be," Noodle grumbles as she steps off the darkened stage.
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 title: "A is for Alcohol and IAs"
 date: 2022-10-24
 tags:
-- unstagnation
 - birds
+- unstagnation
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 **Summary:** Bean Bird and Noodle Bird enjoy a chat together on a quiet night slaving away before they leave in the summer. Bean wishes she had a stronger drink.