7th Episode [Phone calls]

[bamboozler]

[Phone calls locked to aristocracy!]

[Welcome to the 1950's. Mr. Panda is a successful banker and father known around town as a jovial and, unfortunately, clueless man. His biggest successes are Bearbank, his little princess Pilouette, his very dear daughter Toph...and, eh, there might be a third child in the middle there somewhere. Maybe.

Now that he's made his wealth, he spends a lot of his time gossiping! So if you're in the aristocracy and/or on good terms with Panda, you might get one of the following phone calls.]

[Night One]

Hello, hello...! Do you ever want to pick up a really awesome talent, even if it means you have to risk your life to learn it? Is there anyone in town like that?

[Night Two]

Hello, hello...! Don't mind me, just go ahead and start talking! Ah! But first, don't you get a really good feeling when you say "Mr. Panda" out loud? It's great, isn't it?

[Night Three]

Hello, hello...how do you think I should get beautiful women to fall in love with me without even trying? With Pillo and Toph and the other at the dance, I realize it's very quiet around here...

[Option 4]

[On night one, two, or three, Panda is still going to call your character...but what he talks about will be a total surprise! Are you brave enough to take that call?]

[OOC; Since Panda is physically using a phone for this post, this post is only open to rich people and people he might know (teachers, doctors, bank customers...). Sorry. If you pick option 4, just tell me what night and I'll have Panda come up with something just for your character. o7]

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[bamboozler]

Yes, twenty-five! I thought five-hundred would be too much...

[He sighs over the phone. It's been such a difficult time, really.]

My kids are growing up so fast...I feel like I can't keep up with it anymore. I must look really old...

[no he looks like a panda but no one ever notices]

[dedicatednoless]

[...]

What's with the depressing sort of talk? We're not that far apart in age [probably], you know. [he says matter-of-factly, before his tone changes to a cheerier one.] And if I still am as young and beautiful as the day I turned eighteen, then what are you?

Besides the children are already at that stage where they want to learn what it is like to be independent on their own, let them be. They'll always come back for everything else. [Like his rappigs back home, which he has no memory of.]

[bamboozler]

Hmm...if you're as young and beautiful as you are when you turned eighteen, then I'm as young and cute as I was when I turned seventeen.

[Mr. Panda, it isn't a competition! He says this like he completely believes it, though. Oops.]

I suppose you're right...I'll always have money, no matter what happens, so they'll want more of it! It's a great plan!

[dedicatednoless]

[Hahaha, not a competition indeed - Peony just has to remind himself of that before speaking. The goal, after all, was to cheer up Panda and that has been accomplished.]

And don't forget familial love. It's a father's love they need too. [Because that's more important than money or status. But he won't say that aloud since it's unnessary.]

[bamboozler]

That's right, love is really important, too! I love spending money on my little prince and princesses! You'll never believe it...my little Tsuna fish didn't have a date for prom, so I asked his little sister to take him.

[Cheering up, accomplished! Embarrassing a child of his, accomplished!]

[dedicatednoless]

[Wow, that's a lot of embarrassing for a boy his age and prom. Peony kind of feels for the kid, but at the same time the little tidbit earns a chuckle from him.]

Well, it works out for one of yours at least. My son couldn't find a date either, but he's going with friends.

[bamboozler]

Ehh...that sounds nice, too, but I don't think Tsuna has very many friends. He's kind of a [loser] loner...it's so exciting that I couldn't have him not go.

[dedicatednoless]

Hmmm. [Ion doesn't have many friends either...]

If I may present a solution, we could set up a play-date with your Tsuna and my Ion sometime after prom night.

[bamboozler]

No, no...! We can't do that. Tsuna's too young for a girlfriend!

[Ion is a girl, right? Mistaking him for one is still a universal constant, right?!]

[dedicatednoless]

Huh... [totally wasn't expecting that, wait--] Ion's a boy. I don't have a girl.

[bamboozler]

Eh? Are you sure? We're thinking of the same Ion, right...?

[dedicatednoless]

Which other Ion is there? [Aka, yes, it's the same Ion they're thinking of.]

[bamboozler]

Hmm...I can only think of one! Ah, so he's a boy, then? Sorry, sorry...I must've confused her...him...with someone else!

[dedicatednoless]

Nah, it's fine. Ion used to be confused with the girls in pre-K.