still a kid

you palm tree nexk ass slurpy straw lookin neck ass

“It’s almost Christmas.”

Boy I can’t wait to kill my first man!

“ I could cover this whole damn city in plants and none of you could stop me. “

Why don’t you go shove those plants up your a s s.

“DONE. I’ve beaten you to the punch. Clearly you’ve never heard the stories about me and Little~ How would you like a little takeover scheme, ey? All the area around my apartment, covered in plants, giant ones. Maybe even a few brainwashed people. Depends on how I feel.”

#verduresapiens #hostility

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! Who fucks a plant?!

Also, I don’t care what you do, just don’t fuck the plants.”

“ I could cover this whole damn city in plants and none of you could stop me. “

Why don’t you go shove those plants up your a s s.

#dash commentary #verduresapiens

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ofriddlesandruins

"Happy Fathers Day, or whatever." A small box of flavored teas is thrust towards the man.

He had been reading the paper when he heard Alfendi enter the room. Looking up, he was quick enough to at least dodge the box of tea. A slight sigh escaped his mouth, though the corners of his lips tugged into a small smile towards his son.

❛ Thank you, Alfendi. And good morning. Is there anything upsetting you? ❜

“I’m fine!”

[Obviously not. What an attitude.]

“Do you like the gift?”

#ofriddlesandruins

“Who needs fathers day.”

“As nice as it would be to feel my blood seep out along with my life and probably my will to live, I have plans. Sorry.”

“Those plans better not involve my plants or my apartment - or I swear you’ll end up as fertilizer.”

“Ah, fertilizer. Death bringing upon new life.”

“Stepping on it won’t for sure kill it.

You have to stomp it into the ground.

Twist your sole on the dirt.

Make sure you break it.”

“How about if I bind you up in thorny vines, easing them progressively tighter around you until they dig deep into your skin, and slowly bleed you out?”

“As nice as it would be to feel my blood seep out along with my life and probably my will to live, I have plans. Sorry.”

“Stepping on it won’t for sure kill it.

You have to stomp it into the ground.

Twist your sole on the dirt.

Make sure you break it.”

occasional-meddler

The boy grinned as he took the ball from the other kid.

“Guess so,” he said. “You don’t sound like you’re from around here. Are you from England or something?”

“Yes, I’m from London, actually.”

[Alfendi eyed the other boy up and down, his face lacking emotion.]

“What’s your name?”

occasional-meddler

“Miles,” the boy said, “Miles Archer. You just moved in?”

“No, I’m visiting. My name’s Alfendi Layton.”

occasional-meddler

“Heh,” Miles grinned, “Cool. You play soccer?” He held up the soccer ball.

“Yes, I can, but I don’t..”

#occasional-meddler

You have some weird kinks mister.

“It’s not a kink it’s a death threat. Both those plants are very poisonous and I have plenty of samples of both.”

Sorry, I’m just not into stuffing.

“You’re certainly into flirting with death. Perhaps I should tell one of the alternate Laytons who actually gives a damn that you’ve got a thing for antagonizing the madman.”

“Well, I’m going to find that little sprout now.”