♟ ~ The noirette peers outward, eyes searching around for a moment. No one. So he was alone, huh? Perhaps that was for the better. Gradually his slid his way back.
The pencil face sees the raven looking around, did he honestly think he was alone? HA! What a laugh. The pencil creeps in closer and closer in the darkness. Until he eerily floated upside down and had his face WAY to close to the noiretee's "I see you, you can'y escape......THE PENCIL!!" He moved in closer to give the male a Eskimo kiss.



















