Queenie👑🦋

[checkmate-queen]

Hello...I don't really know how I got here, but I just woke up in my room one day. I think... I think I abstracted. Is that even possible? To just...come back?

No matter... I'll think of something. Either way, I'm going to be posting here from now on, and you can ask me anything.

The rest of the Circus (that I know of):

My Little Bumblebee: @adventurefan

My Dearest Love times three: @stillthatking

Glitched Anti-Virus: @daddy-bubble01

The Moon: @themoontadc

Grand-Daughters: @horsesarebeautiful57 @pomni-account @jingle-jangle-gangle @askevilpomandevilrag @evilribbit @evilribbons @a-pretty-chill-fella

Grandsons: @eviljaxin @asktheejax @nonedible @kaufmotheklown

Grandbabies: @zooblesabstracthinking

My love, evil addition: @dictatorercoach

Scratch: @anoldprogranm

Little Wasp: @caines-evil-version-paine

(OOC: This is just a roleplay account, and is not associated with Glitch or Gooseworx. Take everything this account says as headcanon or fiction. Episode eight is mostly uncanon to the blogs.)

[checkmate-queen]

Can I be adopted please Queenie :D

- Sincerely, @ifuckinglovetranspeople

Of course you can!

This family's growing so fast!

[horsesarebeautiful57]

If someone forced you to marry one of the circus members, wich one would it be?

F-Forced?

I uh . . . maybe, no . .

Ribbit?

((FOR THE YURIIII))

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up (O_O)

[checkmate-queen]

It's okay Ribbit, I'll be your wingwoman!

[checkmate-queen]

can u adopt me, queeny?

I'll get the papers ready!

Welcome to our family!

[checkmate-queen]

as king to a queen...

can i have a hug please?

Of course, dear!

Come here.

[insomniacrori]

Kinda connected to this

I just wanted to draw tiny Caine

I wouldn't say he is a child here, just "younger", like a previous version, with almost no data

[allthingstadcilove]

Im sure someone already did it but whatever 🫠

[checkmate-queen]

can i chew on yo eyeball like a gumball please

...no?

That hurts, please... please don't do that.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Uh...I guess that's chill. Misery loves company.

[He rubbed ribbits back. Taking a hankerchief from his sleeve to gently wipe her tears. It was attatched to a rope of them. They just kept coming. Color after color. He finally gave up and just ripped the rope of never ending hankerchief and handed it to her. Tucking the rest back into his sleeve]

[checkmate-queen]

*She entered, placing the tray of chocolate chip cookies on the bed.*

Oh dear, Ribbit... I'm sorry that happened. I understand that it's easy to get attached to the NPC's, especially when they become aware.

The hurt won't fade, but it'll lessen its load on you. In times like this, you need to rely on the people around you.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Wait, they're self aware? Wich ones are self aware?

[checkmate-queen]

I think all the Evil NPC's are...but most of them aren't even evil, just opposite. They were human in all but file name...and that really hurts. Now that abstraction is possible for NPC's, we need to be more careful.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Golly gee willikerz, is evil jax and kaufmo ok? Or are they like, mortal enemies instead of friends?

[checkmate-queen]

I don't really talk to the NPC's much, but I'll go to the tent later and comfort them.

They must be going through a tough time right now. I know I was when Scratch first abstracted.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Drat. Can you think of anyone who might know about this already? We should probably keep an eye on the rest of them.

[checkmate-queen]

Caine and Paine definitely know about it, they have to, but I'm not sure who else knows.

Not important. @a-pretty-chill-fella Ribbit, sweetheart, are you alright?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

No… I’m not- I don’t think I’ll ever be…. E.J and E.R. were really close… just like me…. and- and- (starts sobbing uncontrollably, hand pressed up against her chest, folding into herself in grief)

[checkmate-queen]

Come here, dear...

*She wrapped her body around them, holding them tight and patting their back.*

Shh, shhh... it's alright to cry, I'm right here...

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Between sobs)

There’re- there’re both gone- I… I went to *hiccup* check on…. J-Jax- (starts sobbing harder) He’s gone-*hiccup* he’s gone too

[checkmate-queen]

Hey, hey, don't blame yourself. Abstraction is never your fault, okay? And don't tell me you weren't going to, because I know you.

Just focus on your breathing, okay? In...and out...

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

I don’t- I don’t know if I can- (deep sob that is so intense she becomes nearly silent)

[checkmate-queen]

*she just wraps herself around them tighter.*

[checkmate-queen]

Salutations mother,

. . .

well then, lovesth to you mother,

buh-bye, Mother

(Victorian Child Anon 🥀)

Ah, my Victorian child, hello!

I love you too, have a good day!

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Uh...I guess that's chill. Misery loves company.

[He rubbed ribbits back. Taking a hankerchief from his sleeve to gently wipe her tears. It was attatched to a rope of them. They just kept coming. Color after color. He finally gave up and just ripped the rope of never ending hankerchief and handed it to her. Tucking the rest back into his sleeve]

[checkmate-queen]

*She entered, placing the tray of chocolate chip cookies on the bed.*

Oh dear, Ribbit... I'm sorry that happened. I understand that it's easy to get attached to the NPC's, especially when they become aware.

The hurt won't fade, but it'll lessen its load on you. In times like this, you need to rely on the people around you.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Wait, they're self aware? Wich ones are self aware?

[checkmate-queen]

I think all the Evil NPC's are...but most of them aren't even evil, just opposite. They were human in all but file name...and that really hurts. Now that abstraction is possible for NPC's, we need to be more careful.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Golly gee willikerz, is evil jax and kaufmo ok? Or are they like, mortal enemies instead of friends?

[checkmate-queen]

I don't really talk to the NPC's much, but I'll go to the tent later and comfort them.

They must be going through a tough time right now. I know I was when Scratch first abstracted.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Drat. Can you think of anyone who might know about this already? We should probably keep an eye on the rest of them.

[checkmate-queen]

Caine and Paine definitely know about it, they have to, but I'm not sure who else knows.

Not important. @a-pretty-chill-fella Ribbit, sweetheart, are you alright?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

No… I’m not- I don’t think I’ll ever be…. E.J and E.R. were really close… just like me…. and- and- (starts sobbing uncontrollably, hand pressed up against her chest, folding into herself in grief)

[checkmate-queen]

Come here, dear...

*She wrapped her body around them, holding them tight and patting their back.*

Shh, shhh... it's alright to cry, I'm right here...

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Between sobs)

There’re- there’re both gone- I… I went to *hiccup* check on…. J-Jax- (starts sobbing harder) He’s gone-*hiccup* he’s gone too

[checkmate-queen]

Hey, hey, don't blame yourself. Abstraction is never your fault, okay? And don't tell me you weren't going to, because I know you.

Just focus on your breathing, okay? In...and out...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Uh...I guess that's chill. Misery loves company.

[He rubbed ribbits back. Taking a hankerchief from his sleeve to gently wipe her tears. It was attatched to a rope of them. They just kept coming. Color after color. He finally gave up and just ripped the rope of never ending hankerchief and handed it to her. Tucking the rest back into his sleeve]

[checkmate-queen]

*She entered, placing the tray of chocolate chip cookies on the bed.*

Oh dear, Ribbit... I'm sorry that happened. I understand that it's easy to get attached to the NPC's, especially when they become aware.

The hurt won't fade, but it'll lessen its load on you. In times like this, you need to rely on the people around you.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Wait, they're self aware? Wich ones are self aware?

[checkmate-queen]

I think all the Evil NPC's are...but most of them aren't even evil, just opposite. They were human in all but file name...and that really hurts. Now that abstraction is possible for NPC's, we need to be more careful.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Golly gee willikerz, is evil jax and kaufmo ok? Or are they like, mortal enemies instead of friends?

[checkmate-queen]

I don't really talk to the NPC's much, but I'll go to the tent later and comfort them.

They must be going through a tough time right now. I know I was when Scratch first abstracted.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Drat. Can you think of anyone who might know about this already? We should probably keep an eye on the rest of them.

[checkmate-queen]

Caine and Paine definitely know about it, they have to, but I'm not sure who else knows.

Not important. @a-pretty-chill-fella Ribbit, sweetheart, are you alright?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

No… I’m not- I don’t think I’ll ever be…. E.J and E.R. were really close… just like me…. and- and- (starts sobbing uncontrollably, hand pressed up against her chest, folding into herself in grief)

[checkmate-queen]

Come here, dear...

*She wrapped her body around them, holding them tight and patting their back.*

Shh, shhh... it's alright to cry, I'm right here...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Uh...I guess that's chill. Misery loves company.

[He rubbed ribbits back. Taking a hankerchief from his sleeve to gently wipe her tears. It was attatched to a rope of them. They just kept coming. Color after color. He finally gave up and just ripped the rope of never ending hankerchief and handed it to her. Tucking the rest back into his sleeve]

[checkmate-queen]

*She entered, placing the tray of chocolate chip cookies on the bed.*

Oh dear, Ribbit... I'm sorry that happened. I understand that it's easy to get attached to the NPC's, especially when they become aware.

The hurt won't fade, but it'll lessen its load on you. In times like this, you need to rely on the people around you.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Wait, they're self aware? Wich ones are self aware?

[checkmate-queen]

I think all the Evil NPC's are...but most of them aren't even evil, just opposite. They were human in all but file name...and that really hurts. Now that abstraction is possible for NPC's, we need to be more careful.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Golly gee willikerz, is evil jax and kaufmo ok? Or are they like, mortal enemies instead of friends?

[checkmate-queen]

I don't really talk to the NPC's much, but I'll go to the tent later and comfort them.

They must be going through a tough time right now. I know I was when Scratch first abstracted.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Drat. Can you think of anyone who might know about this already? We should probably keep an eye on the rest of them.

[checkmate-queen]

Caine and Paine definitely know about it, they have to, but I'm not sure who else knows.

Not important. @a-pretty-chill-fella Ribbit, sweetheart, are you alright?

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Uh...I guess that's chill. Misery loves company.

[He rubbed ribbits back. Taking a hankerchief from his sleeve to gently wipe her tears. It was attatched to a rope of them. They just kept coming. Color after color. He finally gave up and just ripped the rope of never ending hankerchief and handed it to her. Tucking the rest back into his sleeve]

[checkmate-queen]

*She entered, placing the tray of chocolate chip cookies on the bed.*

Oh dear, Ribbit... I'm sorry that happened. I understand that it's easy to get attached to the NPC's, especially when they become aware.

The hurt won't fade, but it'll lessen its load on you. In times like this, you need to rely on the people around you.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Wait, they're self aware? Wich ones are self aware?

[checkmate-queen]

I think all the Evil NPC's are...but most of them aren't even evil, just opposite. They were human in all but file name...and that really hurts. Now that abstraction is possible for NPC's, we need to be more careful.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Golly gee willikerz, is evil jax and kaufmo ok? Or are they like, mortal enemies instead of friends?

[checkmate-queen]

I don't really talk to the NPC's much, but I'll go to the tent later and comfort them.

They must be going through a tough time right now. I know I was when Scratch first abstracted.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Uh...I guess that's chill. Misery loves company.

[He rubbed ribbits back. Taking a hankerchief from his sleeve to gently wipe her tears. It was attatched to a rope of them. They just kept coming. Color after color. He finally gave up and just ripped the rope of never ending hankerchief and handed it to her. Tucking the rest back into his sleeve]

[checkmate-queen]

*She entered, placing the tray of chocolate chip cookies on the bed.*

Oh dear, Ribbit... I'm sorry that happened. I understand that it's easy to get attached to the NPC's, especially when they become aware.

The hurt won't fade, but it'll lessen its load on you. In times like this, you need to rely on the people around you.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Wait, they're self aware? Wich ones are self aware?

[checkmate-queen]

I think all the Evil NPC's are...but most of them aren't even evil, just opposite. They were human in all but file name...and that really hurts. Now that abstraction is possible for NPC's, we need to be more careful.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Uh...I guess that's chill. Misery loves company.

[He rubbed ribbits back. Taking a hankerchief from his sleeve to gently wipe her tears. It was attatched to a rope of them. They just kept coming. Color after color. He finally gave up and just ripped the rope of never ending hankerchief and handed it to her. Tucking the rest back into his sleeve]

[checkmate-queen]

*She entered, placing the tray of chocolate chip cookies on the bed.*

Oh dear, Ribbit... I'm sorry that happened. I understand that it's easy to get attached to the NPC's, especially when they become aware.

The hurt won't fade, but it'll lessen its load on you. In times like this, you need to rely on the people around you.

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[Kaufmo is waiting outside ribbits room door]

Hey uh, Ribbit?

I heard what happened. Uh...you want company?

...we're you close with your evil self?

@a-pretty-chill-fella

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(Some rustling around inside can be heard, after a moment, she opens the door. She has bloodshot eyes, and Jax’s quilt rapped around her. They are biting back tears but their eyes are betraying her. She looks at Kaufmo for a second before nodding their head and outreaching their arms to him)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

Awe girl...comere.

[He leaned down and scooped her into his hold. Keeping the quilt snug around her]

Come on. I'm taking you to my room. You could use a change of scenery.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She leans into him, nodding and following him to his room)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He walks to his room. The smell of paint and plastic hitting them as he goes through the door. He hobbles around prop equipment and art supplies, taking her to his bed. Laying them both down. Since his best skill is conjuring clown equipment, he offered her a cream filled pie]

You feel like eating..?

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

(She shakes her head no at first then starts crying again and takes the pie from him. Starts eating it without a fork)

[nothing-but-a-joke]

[He made her a spoon, but it was a little late for that.]

I know it hurts, but try to breathe.

[a-pretty-chill-fella]

( through ragged breaths)

Why- why did they have to leave?

[checkmate-queen]

*Queenie walks up to the door, knocking gently.*

Is it alright if I come in, you two? I brought cookies...