Harmonias awake and on the couch, eating somr chips and wanting Quinton Reviews talk about Fred Figglehorn. A bright yellow flash occurred just outside of the window's field of view. Seconds later, Max came trotting in the door. His face was still crusted with Katherine's blood, small flakes falling off when a muscle in his face would twitch. His demeanor was different now, a lot more loose than usual. Max's head was on some sort of aimless swivel, looking at anything- everything in the room.
"Figglehorn reviewed? What's the over-all vibe of it?"
"Over all vibe of what?" Harmonia asks, looking him over with a sigh. "You need a sponge bath kiddo."
"Of Fred Figglehorn." Max feels the crusties and brushes them away, keeping one from going in his eye. "No thanks, I plan on taking a 45 minute journey through the Argon Swamplands later, so I'll be clean then."
She STARES at him. "Literally why??? But also the vibes are somewhat unsettling actually."
Max furrows his brows, squinting through the cloudy lens of his glasses, "I don't know, I find it very pretty this time of year. I also- dead serious- might be onto discovering new fauna, and better yet, a way towards Knowingness' Domain." A quick breath escaped his lips, as he raised a hand to fuck with the ring in his lip, "Also, I don't expect less from Figglehorn, I personally believe that's what he was made for."
"True. Want me to clean your glasses for you?? You really have to start looking after yourself..." Harmonia says with a sigh. big sister mode activated
"I got it, thanks though-" He takes them off and licks them with his whole ass tongue, then scraping at the crusted substance with the corner of his flannel.
SHE FUCKING STARES. "YOU.... You are actually feral. Thats it youre getting a bath." She tries to pick him up by the scruff Max starts making guttural, animalistic noises, squirming as an attempt to break the grasp.
"No I don't need one the- the- the water of the motherlands will cleanse me of my mortal sin-"
SHES CARRYING HIM TO THE BATHROOM. Max catches on the doorway, making a high frequency vibration. Harmonia tries to force him into the bathtub!! "Youre getting hosed down sir"
Max scrambled to keep himself just above the tub, staring down at the sides of the bath- everything about the death zone made him want to run and scream and hide. "No I am not, I absolutely, 2000% refuse and decline-"
The showerhead is turned on!!! HES BEING SPRAYED!!! "im sorry but it has to be done! Youll feel better after!"
Max almost froze like a statue before going completely and 100% limp, his head missing the side of the tub by like 4 inches. Now he lay there like a dead person.
"Oh jesus-" She like. props him up and starts hosing him down, using a washcloth to scrub his face and any other skin that was showing (like hands or arms) after a bit she stops. "Okay wet cat boy, Im done"
Max just laid there, truly looking dead. He looked grey like a dead person. "The worst room in every house i swear to god-" He croaked, his voice hoarse. Then, he pulled himself out and fell onto the floor with a soggy bread type effect. After about 10 seconds of this, he stands himself up.