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[Did you hear that scream? If not, she's not sure how you missed it while her windows and door were wide open.

Frying pan in hand, she scrambles away from her angry adversary, fumbling to get her phone to call out to her fellow technologically-stunted acquaintance.

There's a terrible noise in the background as she puts out a mass call over the network for a single young man.]

Hiccup! Can you hear me? The sink, it... it's roaring at me-- no, growling! There must be a monster or something terrible living in it, and I don't know what to do, and it won't stop!

[That's right folks, Rapunzel has unfortunately discovered the garbage disposal. And who can be bothered to read the unopened mail on the counter when the sink immediately next to it has "come alive" and is on the offense?]

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South 202; uh, second floor right across from the stairwell if that helps any.

Oh, you're downstairs. Okay! Be right there. Just. Don't touch it.

[ you can time him he'll be there in 1 minute ]

I won't.

[Is the front door partially open for no good reason in particular? Yes, yes it is. Rapunzel hasn't been very good about closing it while she's home; she doesn't really see a reason why it should be closed then.

Should Hiccup venture in, he'll find her in the kitchen immediately to the left, standing about seven feet back from the sink, frying pan extended for safety's sake.]

[ Rapunzel, what if someone just came in here that wasn't a viking that said he was going to come in here? Here. Let him close it for you on his way in.

And following the sound of angry sink noises, he arrives at the kitchen ...after tripping on her hair ] -Oof! [ and we'll be baffled for 5 seconds because HAIR but okay angry sink noises to worry about. climbs to his feet (foot? whatever). focus! ] Uhhh! Okay. I'm here. -Is that a pan? When did those disturbingly not-running water sounds start?

[Then she'd probably greet them and offer them cookies and tea. But thank you, Hiccup.]

Sorry--! [For him tripping over her hair; she probably should have warned him about that. Carefully, she sidesteps over to him, keeping the pan extended.]

They started after I lifted one of the lantern wall-levers, the one right next to the sink.

[ You're welcome. ]

That's okay! [ He's fine. He inches towards the sink then leans forward, peeking into it. Hmmmm. Hiccup looks back at her then to the lever on the wall next to the sink and reaches over ] This one? [ He turns it down and the sound stops. ]

Huh. [ He flips it back and looks closer at the sink ] Well, it's not a monster...

[She follows behind him a few paces back, though she lowers her pan.]

Yes, that's the one.

[Wait, did the lever control the horrid noise? Well, that explains a few things, though it makes for plenty of other questions.]

What do you think it is?

[ Leaning over the counter and practically has his head in the sink to look at it ] Hm...

[ and slowly goes to stick his hand down in noise making hole-- but then pulls it back and turns his head to look at her ]

Don't know. I can figure it out though. Gimmie a second. Do you have like a stick or something?

[Hiccup, don't put your hand where the horrible noise is! It might bite you.

She thinks for a moment and pulls out a wooden cooking skewer from a drawer.]

It isn't too big, but will this work?

[ Like that's going to stop him from putting his hand near things. ]

That'll work. [ Opens the cabinet under the sink and looks at everything then takes the wooden cooking skewer from her, holds one end of it, and sticks it in the hole and the noise gets louder and OH MY GODS. DROPS IT ]

[ bye skewer. ]

... I hope you didn't need that for anything.

[She gasps as the thing in the drain gobbles up the skewer. What sorcery is this?!]

We have more, so it's okay, but... what did it just do?

[Is that a look of horror on her face? Yes, yes it is.]

[ ducks and peeks into the sink from the edge of it. so brave so brave. ]

It ...uh.. ate it? [ Straightens himself out and flips the switch quickly to turn it off. ] Uhhhh. Hold on. We'll figure it out. [ Leaning over the sink and looking at this carefully again. hmmmm what if we stick our hand in there while it's off is that safe? ]

Be careful...!

[She nervously wrings her hands around a lock of hair; though she knows she could spare him from suffering from a hurt hand, he'd still have to deal with the initial pain, should the noise-maker injure him. She'd also rather avoid revealing her particular... talent, but she knows she wouldn't hesitate to heal him, either.]

[ Just. putting his hand in the garbage disposal to get a feel of the inside. CAREFULLY OF COURSE. Or as careful as one can be sticking their hand in something that just devoured a skewer. ]

I think it....

[ he leans further and he's gone up to his elbow in there now-- his eyes locked on the switch. down means no noise/no eating-- right? Right. Oh hey is that the skewer? ...Or what's left of it anyway. And blades. Ah. That's definitely what it does. IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW. ]

Yep. It grounds everything up into mush so it goes down with the water. Guess it makes it so there's less waste to deal with?

[Hiccup, you are officially the smartest person in New Moore as far as Rapunzel is concerned. Definitely one of the bravest too.]

Huh... I would have never expected that! Though I don't see why anyone would put anything down the drain besides water from cleaning dishes and hands.

[Scraping plates; it's something she has done all her life.]

But if it does that, maybe it might be a good idea to take your arm out.

Yeah. Probably.

[ He pulls his arm out of there and takes a step back from the sink, rubbing his arm and shrugging once. ]

I think the thing is pretty neat.

Neat, but it's terrible too. What if someone put their hand down it while it was on?

[It seems like a pretty nasty danger; there isn't even a sign or a booklet or anything in the apartments or city hall that explains what it is, what it does, and how to use it.]

...Uh. It wouldn't be their hand anymore. But who would do that? It makes horrible noises.

[ Nevermind that he almost did that 5 minutes ago. ]

I thought it might have been an animal for a bit there; maybe someone who really loves animals and wants to help it out?

[Yeah, what a hypocrite, Hiccup.]

Yeah. There should be a pamphlet on what you can and can't put down there, at least.

There should be more than a few pamphlets in general. Everything here is so different. The objects, the buildings, the people... I hardly know what I'm supposed to do sometimes.

I know how you feel. It's okay though. You're smart. You'll figure it out.

[Wow, that's... actually quite touching.]

...Thank you, Hiccup.

[In fact, it's such a kind thing to say, that it earns him a thank-you peck on the cheek.

~~Congrats, you are now on the same level as Hookhand, Hiccup.~~]

[ stares at her.
That's weird. She didn't punch him first.

Quickly clears his throat and shrugs ]

Uh! Sure, no problem.

[Punching is for people who wear teal. Duh.

She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and smiles pleasantly.]

Oh, and thanks for figuring out the sink, too.

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