‘Vhat is problem here—?’ Everything really. He couldn’t understand how one person could be so dense to the situation. Finitevus was almost tempted to let him go to give a proper explanation, but his temper was already flaring and he dug those teeth in deeper.
❝SSHWWINE—❞ he hissed with a full mouth. Though he should of expected it, hitting the wall caught him off guard. Disoriented, his grip lessened until there was no longer a finger in his mouth.
He tasted terrible anyways.
Rubbing at his head, he shot the other a pointed look. ❝You jabbed your finger into my eye, sschwachsinnige. Kindly see you do not do that again or that entire hand is coming off.❞
"Is eye? IS STUPID EYE!", he growled and shook the pain from his finger. "Who ever hear of squid with three eye?" He stared at the echidna.
"Een fact, who ever heard of squid with black eye?" A broad smile crossed his muzzle. "In fact, I don't think you squid at all."















