Hardware Store
[You can find Sealand wheeling a red wagon through the store, it being the most practical solution for carrying around four buckets of paint and a dangerously high pile of wooden planks. The wagon seems to be holding up for now, at least. He's studying locks.]

They need to have those cool locks like in the movies.

[WHERE IS ALL THE RETINA SCANNING TECHNOLOGY, 1950S.]

Library
[Sealand is getting a bunch of books on building things! Of course, since he's a young boy, it's mostly about bird houses and shop classes, but it's good enough.]

Phone
Hey, Seborga, where are you?

A: Phone
My eyes hurt. Why're everyone's eyes hurting?

[Bonus action for anyone in 769 Bunker Street, Sealand is trying repeatedly to wash his eyes out with water.]

B: park
[Sealand's wandering around the park, though away from any of those moving statues. He saw one of them outside his window while he was at home so he didn't want to stay there, but they seemed to be everywhere now.

He stares down at his feet--and yowls like a cat when he sees them abruptly turn to stone. He falls over a second later.]

C: Outside 769 Bunker
[He'd come crawling home--all but literally, he's so tired. There's a thing in his head that's telling him it'd be fine to just lay down on the lawn. He'd spent his entire walk home arguing with it, but he doesn't really have the energy to do anything else.

Sealand collapses on the ground outside and cries, though to him it looks like there's sand coming out of his eyes.]

D: Outside 769 Bunker

[Now there's a nice dead body outside to go with all those angels.]

[Well, Sealand showed up where Sweden and Finland live one day and discovered that Sweden was acting really weird. Like using all the vowels and dressing like he lived there and stuff. He came back every little while to see if he'd go back to normal, but when nothing happened he realized that someone needed to take care of his forge until he did come back (because obviously he would come back).

And then he discovered the swords. They didn't all look finished, but there were a lot of them, and they must have been for that person who could use their hair like hands. Which was still really cool.

So he's got the garage door open, and he's trying to wield six swords per hand at once like a terrible whirling dervish of pointy metal up and down the driveway.]

Take that! Hwaaah!

[Sealand's Valentines Day was weird, and the next day is--still pretty weird. He's got that weird fever he had yesterday, and for some reason he's had the urge to go to Wy's house. It takes him a bit less time to figure out where it was this time (they really need to get on building that tunnel), and he's peeking through the back door to see if she's around, having found it via olive trees again. He could knock, but he's not sure he wants to.]

Hey, Wy! Hey, uh, are you in there?

[Clearly he is the smoothest twelve-year-old.]

[1; Action for 769 Bunker Street and surrounding area]

[Step one: wake up.

Step two: roll over, because no one wakes up when they could be sleeping for five more minutes.

Step three: Wait. This is not his room. Or any room he knows of.

Step four:]

AUUUUUWAAAAAAAGH!



[2; phone]

[Step five:]

AUUUUUWAAAAAAAGH!

[But over the phone. He just kind of mashed the keys, so good morning!]

[It's Sealand! He's brought a pile of magnifying glasses.] There're a lot of these everywhere. He~y, does anyone want them?

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