#andy-squirrel

[infernal-feline-of-heck]

“ What? What’s going on? ” 

Evil rubbed his head. That was not a smooth landing, by any means, but firefights always came with the risk of setbacks.

But did he really have to come onto Earth so often?

“...None of your concern, rodent,” he said, doing his best to sound dignified with a wreckage of his spaceship behind him. “Believe me, you’ll know when I’m to turn this planet into a lifeless Heck-scape, but that day is not today.”

He looked around at the park he landed in, and sighed.

“...Reminds me of old times...”

He quickly slapped himself in the face and looked back at Andy.

“A-anyway, I’m sure you want me off this planet, and I don’t care to see your do-gooder face for much longer, so you will assist me with my ship!”

[sinnerxroulette]

@andy-squirrel-and-friends​ asked for a starter with Angel Dust!

“.....I’m sorry I hafta be the one ta tell ya this one Peanut, but that green shade is just not yer color. “

[hclluvaboss]

Starter || @andy-squirrel​ 

BlitzØ stares out of the cracked window, looking through the outside of hell, watching carefully, he sees the poor demon folk and the middle class. It made him happy of course, who wouldn’t be! The joy these demons give, how it gives him joy! As he watched some similar demons, imps walk by, there was one that..catches his eye.

He hasn’t seen anything like it. His tail flicks, filled with curiosity, since he was all the way up the building, he couldn’t exactly make out what it was. Soon he just shrugs it off, new demons come everyday, isn’t something surprising, he gets his face off the window, not even bothering to close the broken blinds. 

He was currently alone in the building, his team had a idea, to have one member stay behind while the rest head off to do their job, they would play a game of rock, paper, scissors to determine who goes, and who stays. This was the 8th time he gets to stay in, honestly it pisses him off, it wasn’t fair. He wanted Moxxie to stay and wait for any phone calls, but no, here he was waiting for any sign of activity. He was so bored, nothing to do. 

The imp would just sigh and sit on Loona’s chair, twirling himself around as his back leans against the leather. 

[basil221b]

Christmas, etc

I have been asked whether Dr. Dawson, Mrs. Judson and I have begun any preparations or are excited for the upcoming Christmas season. I shall answer truthfully:

We have begun decorating, yes. Mrs. Judson has insisted upon various garlands of evergreen to be strung up along the underside of banisters along with sprigs of holly. Granted, the evergreen and holly that most individuals of London put up are rather large for mouse-folk such as ourselves and thus I shall explain that our decorations therefore are often engineered by taking actual needles from evergreen plants and cutting and arranging them onto various material and occasionally string or wire to create a similar look to those in our “upstairs” neighbourhoods. For folk looking for larger decoration, a twig of evergreen does the trick just fine; no alteration required.

Furthermore, Dr. Dawson has taken back up his usual holiday tradition of having Mrs. Judson serve up mulled wine at least once a day. This amount will increase in the days before, during, and following Christmas.

Mrs. Judson has also taken to placing potpourri upon the stove to be kept warm at almost all hours. The flat therefore has a strong odour of cinnamon, nutmeg and other spices along with orange and upon occasion a hint of apple. I have taken to placing a small amount of ginger into the batch to see how it affects the olfactory experience for later on today.

I cannot think of anything else to comment upon at this time in regards to this topic therefore I shall conclude here at present. Should you have any questions, concerns, inquiries or the like do not hesitate to contact me.

-Basil of Baker Street, at your service

[ask-the-bad-piggies]

@andy-squirrel liked for a starter

Now that’s not like any bird he’s seen. Really, he had nothing to go on. The scouts had spotted her on the Bird Island beach, and if she wasn’t being bludgeoned by slingshot citizens, it must mean she’s a friend of theirs.

Well. That solved one problem; friend of your enemy is your enemy!

“Is the new trend for birds bein’ beakless?” What a conversation starter!

[butlerofthecount]

💙+💜 with Doctor Von Goosewing.

💙 family + 💜 mentor/mentee = Familial Mentor and Mentee

Andy & Ludwig 

Sure!!! Given by how I forgot about when the Count Duckula Marvel comics introduced his niece (Danger Mouse does kind of meet Duckula in those too) and how his niece eventually ended up becoming Duckula’s romantic squeeze, but long story short, he’d be happy to help take care of her and mentor her. It’s not the best idea since he is... insane and unpredictable, but hey, it’s not to the point where we’d have to swat his place because of some questionable care taking or anything like that. He’s weird and odd, but nasty and abusive? Nah, that’s save for the undead and evil entities. Regular people he tries to mingle with but they just push him away for his awkwardness during interaction.

Essentially, yes, he’d be more than willing to take care of her, but she’d have to put up with his silly antics and odd beliefs. He may even give her a few of the lessons he learned while growing up to be a vampire hunter, but for the more in family things, he’s at least conscious enough not to try and let her know of those things. It’s something that she wouldn’t qualify for, or at least he believes that.

[themightypete]

“Why me? Of all people, why me?”

“Ha! like I want to be stuck with you girle!!” 

[lunargenerala]

(Happy Birthday friendo! 🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

[ thank you friend!!!! ]