[ the voice feed opens on the muffled sounds of what appears to be quaint dialogue and pots and pans banging against each other, obscured suddenly by an extremely enthusiastic voice. ]

Aha! Okay, thanks to John, I believe I have gotten the hang of this thing! I hope this is all right.

[ Feferi clears her throat primly and shuffles the recording to pick up on the start of a classic movie jingle playing in the background. not pots and pans at all, but rather a Tin Man! ]

So, here it goes! [ seems like someone has gotten a little carried away with this Halloween thing. but without further ado:

You are FEFERI PEIXES, and you are going to sing this thing. ]

[ ♪ ] When a man's an empty kettle, he should be on his mettle, and yet I'm torn apart... just because I'm presuming that I could be kind of human, if I only had a heart!

I'd be tender, I'd be gentle! And awful sentimental, regarding love and art. I'd be friends with the sparrows, and the boy who shoots the arrows... if only I had a heart.

Picture me, a balcony! Above a voice sings low: [ ♫ ]

[ she's interrupted by the song itself cutting in: Wherefore art thou, Romeo? which throws her off. she mutters a clear, "Oh, carp" and settles for just kind of dissolving into bubbly giggles. ]

Well, I think I need someone to sing that part for me.

[ 38) ]

That juice was gross! I was really thirsty already, and now I'm even thirstier. Won't someone get me something to drink?

ugh somehow i just can't bring myself to get stoked for crossdressing this time, idek.

pass. reruns of that socialite reality show = scary enough for me this year

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