Neptune: Going out right now sounds like the fucking worst, are you kidding? I'll mark the outside of the house with my radio. And no one who's not us will be able to get in.
Jupiter: Okay, if you're sure.
Neptune: I know you'll miss me, but you'll be fine without me, I promise. The woods are gross. Bye.
We leave Neptune making marks on the outside of the house, precisely, with her radio. She's good at everything but no one but us believes it. And that's just how she likes it. Under the buzz of the insects, the woods are full of the low static of sleeping sirens. They hate him, but the devil flocks to them,like a moth to the flame.
Venus: I hope she's okay.
Jupiter: I'm sure she's fine. Are you really worried?
Venus: A little. Why?
Jupiter: Isn't she mean to you?
Venus: A little. Isn't she mean to you?
Jupiter: A little.
Venus: My mom says that anyone who's mean has been hurt. Which is everyone, so I guess it's kind of a stupid thing to say. My mom is weird like that.
Jupiter: Haha, my mom would never say something like that. She'd say, "no one will respect you if you don't have any manners" or "choose your words for others carefully even if they don't do the same for you."
Venus: That's good advice. Kind of. Right?
Jupiter: She doesn't believe thinking things out is something you can teach. To her you get it or you don't. And until then you should just shut up and do the right thing instead of looking like an idiot. I'm too slow for her, like my dad. It must be nice to be smart and get things quickly.
Venus: It must be such a good feeling. To get things right, and not have to screw up. Not just pretending you understand.
Jupiter: You get diodes pretty well?
Venus: But Neptune knows what everyone means right away. I can't tell when anyone is lying so I just. Believe everything on purpose I guess? When I was fixing the radio in the dining hall, Group South told me a rusty nail would work just as well as galena, and I went along with it... Even though it definitely doesn't work as well, and cuts the range down too far. They wanted me to screw up, like, I know that? But if I pointed it out, they'd just get madder. And say whatever, and not stop until I said they were right, and believed it too, so I just believed them anyway. I got in so much trouble! I don't know why it felt so much easier. I could have explained it. But when I thought about how much trouble I'd get in...
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Venus: Are you sure?
Neptune: Going out right now sounds like the fucking worst, are you kidding? I'll mark the outside of the house with my radio. And no one who's not us will be able to get in.
Jupiter: Okay, if you're sure.
Neptune: I know you'll miss me, but you'll be fine without me, I promise. The woods are gross. Bye.
We leave Neptune making marks on the outside of the house, precisely, with her radio. She's good at everything but no one but us believes it. And that's just how she likes it. Under the buzz of the insects, the woods are full of the low static of sleeping sirens. They hate him, but the devil flocks to them,like a moth to the flame.
Venus: I hope she's okay.
Jupiter: I'm sure she's fine. Are you really worried?
Venus: A little. Why?
Jupiter: Isn't she mean to you?
Venus: A little. Isn't she mean to you?
Jupiter: A little.
Venus: My mom says that anyone who's mean has been hurt. Which is everyone, so I guess it's kind of a stupid thing to say. My mom is weird like that.
Jupiter: Haha, my mom would never say something like that. She'd say, "no one will respect you if you don't have any manners" or "choose your words for others carefully even if they don't do the same for you."
Venus: That's good advice. Kind of. Right?
Jupiter: She doesn't believe thinking things out is something you can teach. To her you get it or you don't. And until then you should just shut up and do the right thing instead of looking like an idiot. I'm too slow for her, like my dad. It must be nice to be smart and get things quickly.
Venus: It must be such a good feeling. To get things right, and not have to screw up. Not just pretending you understand.
Jupiter: You get diodes pretty well?
Venus: But Neptune knows what everyone means right away. I can't tell when anyone is lying so I just. Believe everything on purpose I guess? When I was fixing the radio in the dining hall, Group South told me a rusty nail would work just as well as galena, and I went along with it... Even though it definitely doesn't work as well, and cuts the range down too far. They wanted me to screw up, like, I know that? But if I pointed it out, they'd just get madder. And say whatever, and not stop until I said they were right, and believed it too, so I just believed them anyway. I got in so much trouble! I don't know why it felt so much easier. I could have explained it. But when I thought about how much trouble I'd get in...
Jupiter: It's way easier. I do it all the time.
Venus: Really?
Jupiter: I don't know how to not.
Venus: ... Maybe Neptune really knows best.