"Aww, and now the rat's going to have to die for having appropriately comedic timing," Rae says, sipping her tea as Westley struggles with the R.O.U.S and Buttercup... watches. "Sword, Buttercup. He can't reach his sword. Could you help out? Maybe? Or... no, I guess not. Poking it with a stick and falling over doesn't seem to be doing much to help, does it? Stop being so useless."
Oh, but luckily, Westley hears the tell-tale popping sound and is able to roll the rat over into a flame-spurt just in time, get his sword, and then stab the wounded animal to death. Buttercup and Westley exchange a look.
Rae drinks more tea. "That's three rescues of the damsel in distress in the fire swamp scene alone, guys," she complains to the movie, as Buttercup's gape-mouth stare fades into the next scene.
The two of them walk out of the swamp and into a rather pleasantly forested area, hand-in-hand.
"We did it," Buttercup says significantly, looking at Westley.
"Wait, what? When? Between the last scene and now? Or - ohhh, you probably just meant you got out of the swamp..." Rae can't help herself. Autor is right there.
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Date: 2015-11-20 05:16 am (UTC)Oh, but luckily, Westley hears the tell-tale popping sound and is able to roll the rat over into a flame-spurt just in time, get his sword, and then stab the wounded animal to death. Buttercup and Westley exchange a look.
Rae drinks more tea. "That's three rescues of the damsel in distress in the fire swamp scene alone, guys," she complains to the movie, as Buttercup's gape-mouth stare fades into the next scene.
The two of them walk out of the swamp and into a rather pleasantly forested area, hand-in-hand.
"We did it," Buttercup says significantly, looking at Westley.
"Wait, what? When? Between the last scene and now? Or - ohhh, you probably just meant you got out of the swamp..." Rae can't help herself. Autor is right there.