Piglet's 21st Adventure

[verysmallpig]

[Accidental Video]

[The video clicks into play showing dried up multi-colored leaves shifting and moving across the camera lens. Amidst the crackling, a softer muffled sound can be heard, that of a somewhat nervous little pig talking to himself.]

M-m-my, there certainly are a Lot of leaves today!

[In a flurry of movement, the leaves fly away from his small pink form as he sets a miniature broom on them. But any progress he makes is short lived. Soon enough, a new wave of gently wafting leaves rains down on him to clear any cleared space.

Piglet squeaks in agitation, his ears the only things visible above the new pile of leaves.]

... Oh, d-dear me. I do wish that Pooh was here... he w-would know how to... well, h-how to Help, I think.



[ooc: Backdated to the afternoon. RL work, tutoring interfering with rp >.> ]

Comments

[voice]

[verysmallpig.livejournal.com]

It w-won't? [Piglet's voice is a bit higher in pitch and his ears visibly jump at the suggestion of the leaves being far worse.]

[voice]

[closetpervert]

I have high doubts knowing how this City runs. The rapid growth and death of the leaves are a sign of it for one.

[voice] 1/2

[verysmallpig.livejournal.com]

A sign of... it. W-why yes.

[voice] 2/2

[verysmallpig.livejournal.com]

... it being the leaves not Stopping?

[voice]

[closetpervert]

That's right. Taking it from the patterns in the past, I could only assume they would end at midnight, or so one could hope.