(That's so stupid of them to get upset about a hysterectomy; I'm not a trans man but I plan on getting a hysterectomy once I'm old enough because I don't want kids or a period. People trying to dictate what others do with their bodies pisses me offff, I'm sorry you have to deal with that)
(That's so stupid of them to get upset about a hysterectomy; I'm not a trans man but I plan on getting a hysterectomy once I'm old enough because I don't want kids or a period. People trying to dictate what others do with their bodies pisses me offff, I'm sorry you have to deal with that)
(Eh I'll be fine. Thanks for the kind words, they mean a lot.)
Robert's expression darkened. "If I am your friend, then you will not talk about my family so carelessly like that. Don't you think if your creation kills my niece, then the fault extends to you? It wouldn't be the first time." he shouldered past him, making his way up the stairs. "If you don't want to burden me with your sins, then don't talk as if you're trying to add to the list."
Perhaps spending time alone did him good. When he heard the call for dinner, he halted his work on gathering money for those he needed to pay and made his way back downstairs, his hair now back in a fluffy ponytail. He was at least in a better mood than he was before going upstairs. He made his way to Margaret, taking her hand and saying tentatively, "Maggie, are you alright? I'm really sorry you had to read that, I figured it was the best way to explain their situation…"
(hahaha, this is what I meant by Robert knocking some sense into this man)
(Victor: gets rekt)
Victor sat and stared at Robert for a few seconds, before walking outside. He thus began to scream, for several long seconds, and then walked back inside. This was a coping mechanism, and it mostly worked, he'd done it many times before, mostly at the sky for sins that could never be forgiven in his general direction. "My apologies. Yes, my apologies. It's fine, everything is fine, this is fine." he said to the wall, then walked into the dining room to find the creature sitting there with a very, very smug look on his face that promptly turned to a look of innocence as he rocked back and forth on the floor, sitting cross-legged and patient.
Margaret nodded to Robert, just a little bit, to let him know it was okay but she really needed to serve them dinner. She brought out the pot filled with a delicious smelling stew that, compared to the smell, actually looked a bit underwhelming. But, Margaret had a way of spicing things that made them taste amazing, and it was a skill she prided herself on. "Now, everyone pray to any god that's out there that you digest this meal well, and dig in." she said, joking on the first part and ordering on the second.
(I used to make fun of Victor Frankenstein for running into the mountains to avoid his problems but then I went up to the UP this summer and I gotta say…I agree, 10/10 avoidance strategy)
(You get gorgeous nature and time to self-reflect. Also occasionally a very bloody leg injury but that bit's irrelevant.)
(the mountains are amazing places, 10/10 would go there to avoid problems)
(maybe, but the one time I went to the mountains, I was distracted by the cold and all the other people there hahahaha, so that kinda created more problems, but oh well)
(Yeah, the UP is fun and all but they're too obsessed with fudge or are we talking about a different UP than the one in michigan? But yeah running off to the woods or general local scenery is a 100/10 strategy for avoiding your problems.)
(I was in Ironwood, not a ton of fudge there unfortunately. I like pasties better but fudge is still good. The Porcupine Mountains are a good place for Avoiding Your Problems asdgfhgj)
(There's no fudge much anywhere UNLESS you live super close to Mackinac and that is a threat. In all seriousness the fudge thing is more of a stereotype and honestly I just like bullying my fellow Michiganders. Fortunately I live in Kalamazoo now and I get to go to a Gays Only support group so that's neat.)
(Oh cool! I've never been to Kalamazoo but I've seen their baseball team play down here in Madison)
(Oh poggers. Yeah they have this place called Outfront that's pretty cool, I met a few people online during the pandemic and we kinda made our own thing there because as neat as the place is, they are a bit pretentious for my taste so now I discord call them every so often and we hang out, talk about how much we hate our parents, and play video games its great. That is what I mean by support group I'm honestly not super active in Outfront anymore.)
(That's super cool guys, I have no idea about half the things you're talking about :D)
(That's fine dude! I don't understand half of what we're talking about either!)
(cool cool XD expect a response somewhere between 20 minutes or a few hours XD)
(Sounds good.)
(Robert: has no regrets)
Robert got the message, satisfied with Margaret's nod, at least for now. Silently, he helped set the table, then took his seat. He smiled as the stew was brought to the table; it smelled like home. Still his smile grew when Margaret said to dig in, he was just glad she didn't sound so stiff and robotic anymore.
"Thank you, Maggie, this smells wonderful," he said, taking the ladel and pouring his share into his bowl. He brought a spoonful to his mouth and moaned with delight. "How I've missed this," he murmured.
Victor hesitantly served himself, wondering what was in the soup and not wanting to find out. He had a delicate constitution, after all. The creature simply sat there, staring. He just watched as the others ate, trying to figure out the mechanics of silverware, but it made his head spin. How did you balance the spoon for the soup when your hands were shaking so? At least he had a better understanding now that he could actually see people eating in action, however silly the notion was.
Robert was digging into the stew in every sense of the word, and in about ten minutes he was finished and about to go for another helping when he noticed Victor and the creature. He decided to ignore Victor, saying, "Uh, Creature?" calling him that made Robert uncomfortable, but it was all he had to go on. "Are you alright? Is there something wrong?"
(Robert is me but with pasta)
(Me but with every food tbh)
(boop)
(oh, have you guys seen Overly Sarcastic Production's video on Frankenstein? That's what I mainly draw reference from haha)
(Of course! I love the classic lit recaps from them aha)