*kicks down door* "where's the memes"
“‘Ey! Keep it down, will ya??”
“The memes, bro, where are they?”
“I don’t even know what the fuck those are, so they ain’t here! Now quiet!”
“You- you don’t know what a meme is? What the hell, have you been livin’ under a rock? Everyone has memes!”
“Not everyone, apparently!
“You should they’re a blast, there’s this one with this dog in a room and everything’s just going to shit and-” There he goes rambling again.
*frustrated groan as he puts his face in his hands*
He pats the other’s arm and gives his usual cheeky grin, “I can show ‘em to ya if ya want!”
*drags fingers down face* “I’d really rather not.”
“Oh-” He’s already got a hand behind his back, ready to pull The Scrapbook o’ Memes out from the void, “Hm, uh, well-”
*clutches the bridge of his eyes/nose* “Listen. If you keep yourself quiet and just…. relax…. you can stay. But you gotta shut up.”
“Sure can do!” His grin widens and he reaches up to his face, making a silent zipper closing motion across his mouth. Of course, this in turn makes his wacky grin disappear. There, now he could be quiet.
“Aight. Good.” *he sighs in relief, watching the movie once more as it’s about to end*
He stares at the screen before back of Roy, slowly falling to lean against him, giving big puppy eyes. He was already bored.
*He looks back at him, having an almost horrified expression.* “Fuck you looking at??”
His eyes get even bigger and he smooshes his cheek against the taller demon’s arm, tail wagging.
“Quit that, that’s disturbing.”
He gets closer, invading his personal space. This demon has no boundaries. Maybe he needs to throw in some sparkles into this puppy face.
