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A really, really, REALLY horrible pun/AU/shippy concept just came into my head regarding the Magic School Bus.
The tag line is ‘Succu-BuS’.
Make of that what you will…
can you tell me how to sleep properly? my phone broke recently and i always used to watch asmr videos on it to help me sleep. and now that i dont have it anymore i canr really sleep anymore its been a week and now im just breaking down because i just want to sleep but i cant
Well, I can understand how that can be pretty jarring. Here’s what I’ve heard though:
- Melatonin supplements. It’s a hormone that you can find in pill form in the pharmacy section of the market. One pill 30 minutes before bed time could help you fall asleep. My siblings use them to sleep.
- Keep your room cool. Not freezing, but cool. In my personal experience, heat just makes everything uncomfortable when you’re trying to sleep, even if it’s perfectly comfortable while you’re awake.
- Darkness. Should be pretty straight-forward, right?
- Don’t eat immediately before bed. If your stomach is working, it can make it hard to sleep. from what I remember, dinner should be eaten 3+ hours before bed – usually around seven pm. Water though should be just fine.
I really hope this helps. Good luck sleeping, okay?
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“I know, but I wanted to,” she replied with a grin. With the dishes out now, though, she was free to take her seat at the table and smile at her friend. “You want me to serve the sloppy joe casserole?”
Carlos smiled at her. “Only if you would like,” he said and he busied himself with getting their drinks. “Angie? Do you want to get your mom a spoon to help dish?” He then looked at Mia. “Oh – want any ice?”
“Okay, Papa!” Dutifully, the girl got back up to fetch a serving spoon for her mother.
“No ice, but I appreciate it,” came the response as Mia took the spoon from Angie to begin dishing out the food for all three of them. Angie got a slightly lesser portion than Carlos or Mia did, but the girl just took it as adults having larger stomachs.
Carlos gave Angie her juice and Mia her water and sat down with a cup of orange juice himself. After Strex had changed hands, he wasn’t so worried about citrus drinks anymore.
“I appreciate this, Mia,” Carlos told her with a smile. “Though I’m sure you wouldn’t have wanted to eat just plain mac and cheese anyway, huh?”
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“Well, yes,” Carlos said. He stood up and took her hand. “Come on in. Mia? Should we talk about this over dinner? Or should it wait until after? What do you think?”
“I think we can handle talking about this during dinner, unless you’d prefer to wait?” Mia replied, shrugging as she came back into view. “It would probably be easier to share over food, though.”
Looking between her parents, Angie frowned. What in the worlds could they be talking about? She was dying with curiosity, wanting to know what was going on. “Or you could tell me now? What’s going on?”
Carlos gave Angela a smile. “I think it can also be a lesson in patience,” he teased her gently. “It’s okay, honey – there’s plenty of time. Your mom’s food smells really good – we should dig in before it gets cold, don’t you think?”
He turned to lead her to his little dining area where he had pulled up an extra chair from his desk so that there were three places to sit. “What do you guys want to drink? I have soda, coffee, juice…”
“Juice, please!” Angie replied, following her father into the dining area. She was still anxious to find out what they were hiding from her, but if both of them were dead set on keeping quiet until they had started eating, then there was nothing for her to do but take a seat at the table and wait to be told.
“I’ll have a water, if you don’t mind, Carlos,” Mia was busy magicking plates out of the cupboards, but she turned to spare a glance at him as she answered the question.
Carlos nodded as he went to the cupboard with the cups. He watched the dishes fly out with a slight frown. “Awe Mia, you didn’t have to get those out. I could have done it.” And get his hand possibly bitten in the process, but that’s what Nuskin was for. Also, he was hosting.
Still, he gently pet the ‘Cup’-board (as he lovingly called it) and was able to get three glasses out for them without getting bitten.
“I know, but I wanted to,” she replied with a grin. With the dishes out now, though, she was free to take her seat at the table and smile at her friend. “You want me to serve the sloppy joe casserole?”
Carlos smiled at her. “Only if you would like,” he said and he busied himself with getting their drinks. “Angie? Do you want to get your mom a spoon to help dish?” He then looked at Mia. “Oh – want any ice?”
i am a big homosexual
You must help protect all the little homosexuals. They look up to you.
❥❣ (slam into wall) -Cecil
This was a shock to Carlos, as they didn’t usually do this sort of aggression in their… affairs. But he stared wide-eyed at Cecil, unable to fight the shocked but thrilled grin splitting across his face.
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“Well, yes,” Carlos said. He stood up and took her hand. “Come on in. Mia? Should we talk about this over dinner? Or should it wait until after? What do you think?”
“I think we can handle talking about this during dinner, unless you’d prefer to wait?” Mia replied, shrugging as she came back into view. “It would probably be easier to share over food, though.”
Looking between her parents, Angie frowned. What in the worlds could they be talking about? She was dying with curiosity, wanting to know what was going on. “Or you could tell me now? What’s going on?”
Carlos gave Angela a smile. “I think it can also be a lesson in patience,” he teased her gently. “It’s okay, honey – there’s plenty of time. Your mom’s food smells really good – we should dig in before it gets cold, don’t you think?”
He turned to lead her to his little dining area where he had pulled up an extra chair from his desk so that there were three places to sit. “What do you guys want to drink? I have soda, coffee, juice…”
“Juice, please!” Angie replied, following her father into the dining area. She was still anxious to find out what they were hiding from her, but if both of them were dead set on keeping quiet until they had started eating, then there was nothing for her to do but take a seat at the table and wait to be told.
“I’ll have a water, if you don’t mind, Carlos,” Mia was busy magicking plates out of the cupboards, but she turned to spare a glance at him as she answered the question.
Carlos nodded as he went to the cupboard with the cups. He watched the dishes fly out with a slight frown. “Awe Mia, you didn’t have to get those out. I could have done it.” And get his hand possibly bitten in the process, but that’s what Nuskin was for. Also, he was hosting.
Still, he gently pet the ‘Cup’-board (as he lovingly called it) and was able to get three glasses out for them without getting bitten.
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“Not unless someone’s got a recipe book from pre-war,” Carlos said a little sadly. But then an idea came to him. “Oh – but I can show you how to make popsicles! Some day, we should get some mutfruit juice and some clean skewer-type sticks and I’ll show you what my dad showed Mikey and I. You might like it.”
When it got warmer, of course – Carlos didn’t want Hancock to have any more issues with his circulation than the winter already gave him.
“Hmm…. that’s too bad.” A small frown crossed his face as he briefly mourned the ice cream he’d never get to try. Fortunately, Carlos was able to distract him easily enough and he perked up again with a smile. “That doesn’t sound halfway bad, we should make ‘em sometime, shouldn’t be too hard to find some juice and some sticks, right?”
“Not hard at all,” Carlos said with a smile. “They’re really nice on a hot day – sometimes the environmental controls would go out in the vault and cold treats like that made it more bearable.” Maybe they could try experimenting with milk and make creamsicles? Carlos wasn’t a good cook, but he could experiment.
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