> Cross arms.
> "Oh? And how have you "dealt" with the "parched wasteland" problem, then?"
>"Summer doesn't cause deserts any more than winter causes tundras," says Yuka, clicking her tongue again, "I'm a little disappointed you haven't figured that out,"
>Try to think about the surrealness of this situation without going batshit insane.
>You didn't really anticipate squabbling with Yuka on the Sun when you woke up this morning, that's for sure. Then again, it's not the weirdest thing you've had to deal with...
> Facepalm at the actual reason of the heatwave.
> Stare Yuka down.
>You facepalm, then try to stare Yuka down. She chuckles. "Are you trying to intimidate me, wearing those silly glasses of yours?"
>Attempt to eat the sun.
>If you can't eat the sun, ask Yuka to help.
>You're still full from dinner at Yuyuko's. And quite frankly, the Sun being that angry would probably keep it from going down smoothly.
>She laughs again, then says, "I think the heat is getting to your brain. Perhaps it would be best if you left."
>Walk around looking for a Sun Shard. If we're going to try to fix this, we'll probably have to make Yuka mad, so lets try to do anything else we need to do first~
>You decide to do the exact opposite! You hear the distinct sound of a card slipping out behind you.
>Surveying the flower field, you can see pretty much any kind of flower you can imagine, all growing together in a huge, mixed mass. About the only flowers that seems to be in a distinct group are a thick patch of silvery ones ringing the Sun itself. There's a pretty high probability that, if there are any sun shards about, the flowers are covering them.
>_
