Broken Fourth Wall

[Cifero Windtail]

"Great... Just give me a second." The figure stepped behind a tree and, not long after, the suit was tossed out from behind the tree, along with the hat from it. "Ahhhhh... better," whoever-it-was said, a pair of black wings spreading out from behind the tree.

[Tina]

"Eevee?" Lennox wondered why Ciferoes wings were different.

[Aconitum]

Acon rolled to thread covered in paint and dried clay.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray floated into the thread, on a light cloud. He spotted Acon, and smiled. "Getting into pottery?"

[Aconitum]

Acon nodded and sighed, placing her paws on her belly. "Yeah, but I found out I suck when I'm not on the wheel." She held up a small bowl, barely big enough to hold three grapes.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray smiled. "I had to do that dumb layering technique. The teacher even damaged my pot, and docked my grade."

[Aconitum]

Acon thought a moment. "You mean a coil pot? Like... with the worms of clay and all that jazz?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sighed. "Yeah. She broke a handle off, and blamed 'poor craftsmanship'."

[Aconitum]

Acon furrowed her brow. "Aww. That sucks." She turned the bowl over. "He said it had to be big enough to hold an unborn fetus."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray raised an eyebrow. "That's a strange prerequisite."

[Aconitum]

Acon smirked. "Well, this is coming from a thirty year old man who's been married and divorced twice and wears a blue jean apron that he calls his man-pron."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shrugged. "That's a strange man."

[Aconitum]

Acon giggled. "I told him his man-pron made him look like a mom, to which he replied 'A dirty mom.' And then winked."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sighed. "Aaaaand...restraining order."

[Aconitum]

Acon laughed. "Once, he was giving us a brief history on pottery and stopped right in the middle to stretch, but then he flexed, looked at the kid sitting beside me and told him he owed four dollars cause he was just taken to the guns show."