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I spent the next few hours going around and separating the different colors of yarn, then laying them all out in a single line: from the edge of the front doorway, around to the stairwell, and then up to the front door. It took a total of three hours to do but by the time I'd gotten the last one tied to make the trip back to the door I was determined to make this place as chaotic as possible.
First, I took all of the tied up yarn and started wrapping it around my arms and legs, I imagined I could just go around letting the yarn spool off of me, but the second I made it up past the elbow section of my left forelimb I found I wasn't able to move that limb anymore. I tried a few other things, even trying to wrap it around my tail, but the end that slid off as I tried turning or moving my tail immediately severed in two.
Hmmm, I decided I might as well just grab a piece and move around doing whatever: I went back over to the door, made sure that the lines along the floor were all secured and that they would be able to move and shift as I went along my way, and then I just zoomed around all over the place: I went from the living room, around everything in there--even stopping to make sure I'd wrapped around the clock and each separate table, chair, and candle; then I continued on my way through the kitchen, the guest area, and when I finally made it back to the front door it had looked like everything had been spit on my a spider with colorful webbing.
There was still a tonne of it left too!
I grabbed the rest in a bunch, cutting off the attachment to the rest of the mess at a knot, and tied the loose string to the doorknob. I had to go around a few more things to do that and make sure everything was tight and not going anywhere before I tied it off. Then I carefully made my way to one of the upstairs rooms: the first room I'd put all of the vases in when moving things around the house in, and I sat in the middle of the room and spun around in a circle. Aiming on spreading out the yarn to the entire room in what I'd hoped was a circle.
Unfortunately I wasn't paying attention to said circle and didn't notice the yarn getting tangled on my wings, legs and around my neck until it was too late: I'd stopped spinning for a second to look around and that's when I noticed that I'd trapped myself. The yarn had gotten in under and around my wings; it was wrapped around several sections of my neck in between spines; it somehow even managed to pin my tail to my back left foot in a rather complicated mess of string...
I tried bend around to look at it, and every string went taught; I fell over with a huff, and despite better judgement, started to flail around in place until I couldn't move. I got a hold of myself a few moments later, but the damage was done. I was officially tied up. And now I was getting hungry...I looked at the time:
13:14pm
...This was going to be a long few hours.
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I woke up to the sound of several things crashing below; snickering internally thinking about who it might've been that opened the door. Honestly I didn't expect for Redline to be coming back home anytime soon, but if it was Pops and he was the one to open the door I think all the effort was worth it.
Though, I was still stuck here; At least my nap was good...
There was a pulse of energy and suddenly I was staring at a pair of black boots with a flaming pattern traveling halfway up the outwards facing side. I tried moving my head up to see what was happening but there was just a chuckle and he started moving around me to sit on the bed.
...I was speechless. I grunted and hissed in a manner that proved I needed help and he just snorted, "You got yourself in that mess. Get yourself out of it."
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