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Rosa had debated going to the bar today; the persistent ringing in her ear since yesterday was driving her crazy, and the zombie band definitely wasn't going to help.

But the booze might. Besides, if the last few weeks were any indication, it would be a good way for her to find Seivarden so she could punch her in the face without any extra effort on her part.

Of course, there were flaws in this plan that she wasn't aware of, but...she wasn't aware of those flaws.

"If you guys don't have a policy of free drinks from first-time gremlin bite victims," she said, by way of introduction when she made it to the bar, "you should."

"Or, I could not institute the policy and give my friends gremlin bite freebies," Kitty suggested.

"Yeah, that idea works, too," Rosa said, and she might have called Kitty a nerd if she wasn't too busy wincing at a nice swell of ringing in her ear again. "Whiskey," she added, scowling a little as she rubbed her ear, "unless you know if anything's particularly good for earaches."

"...Are we talking an oral cure for earaches, or are you planning on pouring whiskey in your ear?" Kitty checked.

And Rosa was just going to give Kitty a look, the kind that hoped she didn't think she'd be the type to just waste perfectly good whiskey like that.

A look that was interrupted again by a faint hiss, hand to her right ear. "I really should get this looked at, but in the meantime, maybe if I drink enough, it'll go away enough for me to sleep tonight..."

Kitty was just going to wheel herself over to get the bottle and glass. "So what's the matter with your ear?"

The best way to celebrate having tea again was, apart from spending most of the day drinking tea and thus being on a caffeine high, to get drunk. So Seivarden was here, offering Kitty a smile. "So, whiskey, tequila and vodka. Do you have anything else?"

Seivarden nodded towards Rosa while waiting for her glass to be refilled.

"Good to see you're not singing to the animals anymore. That was disturbing."

Especially when she hadn't had any tea.

"You could make it a rum week?" Kitty suggested.

"Sounds good," Seivarden said with a grin. "Rum it is."

"On its way," she said, pouring. "So how've you been?"

"It's been a really shitty week," Seivarden said, reaching for the glass when Kitty had finished pouring. "People refusing to sell tea to me, finding out that someone had been spreading movies of me behind my back. That sort of thing."

She emptied the glass. "That was good. I'll have another one."

"Pace yourself," Kitty warned, but poured. "So can I ask what's up with the tea thing? I don't get it at all."

Ohhhh, and there she was, walking right into it.

"You son of a--"

And with the rage that had been simmering in her since yesterday, with the ringing cressendoing in her ear, Rosa turned toward Seivarden and pulled back a fist. She said she was going to punch her in the face the moment she saw her, and she was going to make good on that promise...

...well, she was aiming for the arm, not the face, her one concession to her anger, with the intention of saying something like That's for my eardrums, you stupid crybaby asshole! but the moment she started throwing the punch, she disappeared...

...landing somewhere in the pond in the park, very confusing and very wet. She was learning all sorts of Fandom Island's quirks this week, it would seem.

And that was it, for at least a little bit. For about ten minutes. And then there was Rosa, still dripping wet , bursting through the door of the bar, with what seemed to be a lilypad stuck in her hair.

"What the HELL was that?"

Just when Kitty couldn't get cuter, she had to go throw wheeling around the bar into the mix. Rosa just shook her head.

"It's that stupid crybaby Seivarden and her stupid whining radio report on Saturday," she grunted. "Bad enough she makes us all listen to her bitch about her precious stupid hot leaf water, but then she goes and swears up a storm, which the squirrels censor, which means about fifty million beeps in a row, ringing in my ear, causing the crap equipment at the station to fry out with the most awful sounding feedback you can imagine. Feedback that I'm still hearing."

And she gingerly tried to rub the ringing away again.

Seivarden had nearly fallen of her stool, not at all prepared for being the target of that kind of rage. Snarky banter, sure, but suddenly having a fist aimed at her...

...that disappeared. She blinked, slid off the stool and leaned her back against the bar, looking around the room, waiting for Rosa's sudden reapperance and continued attack. Since nothing happened, she relaxed a little, finished her drink and ordered another one, and...

...there Rosa was again. Seivarden put down her glass, a little too tipsy to really think too much about what had just happened.

"You have a flower in your hair."

"Oh god, ow," Kitty said, wincing in sympathy. "Definitely get that looked at. And bill her for it."

"I really should put a sign up about that," Kitty said. Oops.

She would never put a sign up.

Rosa snorted. "Yeah, exactly."

That was generally her plan, but there was another issue with that. Going to the clinic probably meant having to deal with Doctor Buzzkill.

She could head up to New York, go to a doctor there, but riding a bike when you had sudden unexpected piercing in your ear was just asking for a heftier bill once you crashed due to distraction from pain.

"I mean, I've got great health insurance. I can probably get workman's comp. But she doesn't need to know that."

Even glaring, Rosa took a second to reach up and locate the offending fauna and ripped it from her hair, throwing it to the floor with a splat and sending a dagger stare across the room toward Tino, because Tino better not need her to tell him that he was going to clean that up.

"It's a lilypad, you stupid dumbass."

Technically a leaf, not a flower, right? Either way, Rosa's glare turned back to Seivarden and she held it as she stomped back over to her, an angry little storm of which the effect was dampened rather effectively by the fact that each stomp came with a nice little squishing sound inside her boots.

"What did you do?" she demanded, an accusatory finger flying as close to Seivarden's face as it could get. "How did you do that?"

Just as soon as it left her mouth, Rosa pulled back with a wince, trying not to show that she was in pain, but dammit, the ringing sang, piercing into her eardrum.

"I would never say a word about it," Kitty promised, sliding over the drink. "How long has it been like this?"

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Seivarden leaned back, away from that finger pointing at her. "I didn't... what the fuck, if I could make people disappear you're not at the top of my list right now."

"I don't get it either," Seivarden said, although they probably meant it in different ways. "First, I went to the Perk and the staff were smirking and said they only served bad tea. So I told them off, and then someone else, who I later learnt was Sparkle's roommate Atton, started yelling at me. I got fed up with the argument and left, but the staff had filmed it and then Sparkle got it, and got upset, and refused to sell tea to me."

Seivarden gave Kitty a look that said 'can you believe this?'.

"And then he takes all the tea in the shop, which is basically the best tea on the island, and so there's nowhere for me to find any until Amaya offers to order some to her store. So now I have tea, but Sparkle is still..." she gestured with her hand, "...he's doing weird things with tea, and he showed that video to Kaidan, who got pissed off for some reason, and now the two of them are ganging up on me and there was something about tea and glitter. I didn't really pay attention to that."

She added: "The tea Amaya ordered was good too."

"Well," Kitty said slowly, "I mean more like... why is tea important?"

You just asked Seivarden why the sky is blue, Kitty.

"Why tea is important?"

She looked more confused than condescending right now.

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