The Continuing Adventures of Barry Ween

Sometime after his drone visited town hall, Barry was glued to his monitors attempting to glean any other kind of information he could about whatever was causing the weirdness in Fandom.

It didn't help that there was a mistletoe vine shouting at him.

"You're a emotionally deviant misfit who can't fit in with regular society!"

Barry rolled his eyes and continued to work. "Yeah, that's not exactly new information you shitbag," he retorted as he adjust some of his equipment.

"You overcompensate by giving people way to much and trusting anyone you can connect to emotionally!"

"It's called being nice you fucking mistake for a holiday decoration!" Barry snapped back.

"You don't even know what 'u Up' means!"

... Barry turned and looked at the vine. "It means 'are you awake'?"

There was cackling laughter followed by more insults... as well as an explanation.

Barry just sat there as he was continued to be insulted by the vine. He wasn't even paying attention anymore.

"Well... fuck."

"Exactly! Maybe if you could relate to people on a social level you would-"

Barry slowly out a small aerosol can and sprayed the vine which immediately caused it to wilt and fall to the ground. He then pulled out his phone to review a recent text coversation.

And then smacked his head with his hand. "FUCK!"