[Video] S03E01: Fitz and the Tantrums

[manicurious]

[The transmission begins with something of a disdainful snort. Someone is on the verge of throwing a tantrum as he stands in front of a window displaying the starry expanse outside, clutching a pillow in the most aggressive way it's physically possible for him to clutch a pillow.]

Really? Really!? I spent HOW many months making sure that every little nook and cranny of this station remains perfectly flawless and beautiful, waiting and waiting AND WAITING for this day, this MOMENT, and THIS is the thanks I get!? Being locked back here!? Just how in the hell am I supposed to welcome everyone like this, huh!? How am I supposed to be a gracious, pleasant host when I'm locked in the station's equivalent to a GODDAMN MAINTENANCE CLOSET!?

[His death-grip on the pillow tightens visibly.]

I'm going to have a word with that man, and if he doesn't help me fix this, I... I'll think of something!!

[The video switches off, but the audio stays on for a moment to catch a muffled comment:]

This was supposed to be such a good day...

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[manicurious]

Well I'm not her, even if--

Wait, wait, what? No! What!? Are you insane? The only thing I'd learn if you did that is how to be dead!

[gothelproof]

Nonsense!

You strike me as a survivor. A few bugs, a little bit of fresh air and sun -- you'll be a new man!

[manicurious]

Why would I want to be a "new man"?

And what benefit would there be to having my blood drained bit by bit by little sucking and piercing mouths carrying any variety of infectious diseases and-

[The line of thought literally makes him retch, causing him to drop his CAT in a rush to clasp his hands over his mouth.]

[gothelproof]

No, you've got it all wrong!

You eat the bugs -- they're nutritious!

[He should really stop, but he had to get in one last dig before going back to being helpful. If you can even call it that.]

[manicurious]

[The answer is nothing but a pleading sort of look in his eyes. Welp, at least Flynn managed to silence him aside from all the dry heaves and muffled whines.]

[gothelproof]

Say, you don't look so good, Red. [Please note all of the false concern he has for you, Ichijou -- but Flynn just thinks it's funny, so maybe that makes it a teeny, tiny bit better since it's not malicious?] Maybe we should just stick with you sitting there until someone manages to open that door, huh?

[manicurious]

[Oh, it's noted and a great deal of offense is taken. And what's with everyone giving him nicknames based on his hair color all of a sudden?

He'd ask, but he can't seem to speak at the moment. His eyes dart to where his dropped CAT landed hoping for an easy escape from all of this harassment, but there's no way he can reach to pick it up without feeling even worse! He's... Just kind of stuck staring miserably at Flynn's image.]

[gothelproof]

[Okay, Flynn can't keep it up -- Ichijou is just too pathetic to continue teasing without starting to feel a -little- bad about himself.

Flynn turns his own CAT away to show his current location, not far from the mayor's humble abode, before turning it back around to show him lifting one eyebrow and peering up at Ichijou from his oh-so-unfortunate location on the floor.]

Okay, okay. You can relax. That's enough out of me! You're in there somewhere, right, Red?

[manicurious]

[He simply nods and gives a little "mmhmm" - he's still not quite ready to talk again.]

[gothelproof]

...yeah.

I'm just going to try to pry the door open. Or find another entrance. I'll get back to you when I find something, Red.