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Tenna. Spamton is tiny. You could definitely throw him pretty far if you tried
Angel, take this. It's tradition. (besides, I can't imagine the food and drink prospects here being too good...)
*Angel and Spamton received a glass of lemonade each.
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That's the point. I'm fully aware of this fact.
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Oooo whats this?
[[Lemonade]]. 1s tr4di7ion. Th4nk5 [[👾]]
*A bag filled with canned food (+can opener), Spamton's and Angel's preferred candies and (non-alcoholic) drinks, and things to clean themselves up with w/o water were dropped by their living area.
Lense, who looked tired as shit: Spams! Halo Network! Thought I'd be at Tenna in meeting you so you can get some breakfast. Also grabbed some hair dye in case you needed a touch up.
[[Hey hey hey]]! H0w y4 d01n [[Lens Cap]]? B33n n33d1n a b17 0f a t0uch up. H4rd 2 f1nd dy3 1n th3 [[dump]].
Hi Aunt Lense! What ya bring what ya bring?
*Angel had already climbed out of his hiding spot and was going through the bags, only stopping briefly to give Lense a hug before going back to his search.*
°Anon stuck a Pipis sticker on Spamtom, and a Cat sticker on Angel
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°Lense had heard Tenna was getting sticker-ed, so- decided to briefly join the fun. She stuck a strawberry short cake (the food) sticker and a sticker of a basket of cherries onto Tenna's side and arm (could've placed it higher if she wanted to) before attempting to get back to work. "nice to see you happy again, Tenna!"
Thanks Lense. Good to see you out and about.
*Tenna happily accepts the new stickers*
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*Angel mostly just seems confused as they're stickered while Spamton accepts it.*
What's this Mama? Why are they putting stickers on us?
Th3y l1k3 i7. S0me7h1ng th3y us3d 2 d0 b4ck wh3n I kn3w 7h3m b4.
*Arriving to Mrs.Cotton's boutique was nerve racking to Lense. Not just because of the gossip surely going around about who Miss Paper View was with, the entire Spamton Tenna situation, nor the reminders of... Far less pleasant times before she was bottled.
Lense: (Spamton mentioned she noticed my absence and change... Will she notice now?... Doesn't matter, I'm not real anyway....) hey, Angel we're here, do you want to introduce yourself to Mrs.Cotton, or do you still want to be with me?
*Angel's screen comes back on, looking around a bit as he clings to Lense still. *
I can..introduce myself...But I still stay with you. Mrs. Cotton is safe right? She's the lady Mama told me to go to if things ever went bad.
Yeah...yeah she's our gamma...
"What did he expect to go so wrong that he had to tell you where to escape to?"
Something about a ring he had? I don't know he just told me he'd tell me when to run if it ever happened...
*Lense gently gave headpats to Angel, knowing this likely wasn't unusual for him.
Lense: Spams going to be fine Halo Network... Most don't know what's been going on in yours and his life... The anons will make sure you're okay, and we're almost to Mrs.Cotton's.
*Lense glanced at Tiny, who was the only one who she couldn't quite read
Lense, signing "Pipis-squeak, how are you hanging in there?... I... I'm aware you have the most... Mixed option on both Spams and Tenna."
*Angel just clings to Lense tighter. Even if he was used to certain aspects of this it didn't make it any easier.*
"I'm fine. Expected this to happen anyway. Best to just..not dwell on what was inevitably gonna happen anyway."
Well- something is going to go wrong.
*Lense, somehow, knew this was going to go down an EXTREMELY bad route in a hot minute.
Lense, trying not to intrude too much into this mess: Angel, Tiny, Paper. If- you want to leave your parents to settle this... Do you guys want to meet/see your grandma, Mrs.Cotton?
*Angel, looking scared and anxious already, slides off his chair and clings to Lense. Tiny hesitates but follows soon after. Paper is the last to get up, not wanting to leave her parents alone to fight but knowing it was better they weren't there.*
Angel, have you ever licked batteries? I feel like that's an average 10-year-old recreational experience, so here you go.
* AABatt was added to Angel's inventory.
Ooooooo batteries!!!
*Angel pops the battery into his mouth before going back to making the nest look pretty for when his new Papa and siblings come*
Angel, Tiny.
How long are you two planning to stay at Mrs.Cotton's/Mr.Sapphire's?
"As long as is needed..."
Paper said that Mama and Papa will come get us when they're ready for us. When.....ever that is......
*Tiny clearly doesn't like that answer but doesn't say anything else.*
