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Hello, just passing by to say that you're the best guardian. That's basically it *pat pat*

Yes that’s right! I am the best!!! DA FUKING BEST GUARDIAN THERE EVER WAS!!! I AM THE BEST ONE OUT OF THE BUNCH!!! BECAUSE I THE IRON FIST IS THE BEST MOTHER FUCKING GUARDIAN EVAR!!! KE! KE!! KE!!! >:D

an...u-uh thanks for the compliment I guess

Also you better not tell anybody about this! IT NEVER HAPPENED!!! I DIDN’T JUST PURR JUST NOW!!!!

#my answer #asks #ask me what ever #aronnyblog #i have spoken!!!#i am da best! ^m^#off #off game #dedan #off dedan #the mun speaks

You get a lot of asks today, don't you? I've seen your post and.... VADER ELOHA X DEDAN pls

There was this indescribable feeling in the cottage, crayons scattered around on the floor as Hugo drew a map of the future lands. Dedan sat beside him, idly rolling a crayon between his palms as he watched the boy work. Across from them stood their remarkable leader, the woman whose guidance would bring them to a better world. Though she has no eyes, Dedan could feel the warmth in her gaze. There was this indescribable feeling, but Dedan could swear there was a word for it. He brought his own crayon to the page, adding a fence around some cows that Hugo had drawn. When the first morsels of plastic and metal had been made, Dedan recalled, Vader Eloha had crafted them into land with such magnificent ease that it left him breathless. She had a way of doing everything like that, with an elegance and poise that shouldn’t have been possible in a world so broken. There was this indescribable feeling, something like pride or joy that Dedan couldn’t put his finger on. Watching as this child, lost and helpless as he must feel, draws his own path to happiness in the way only a child can. It was inspiring. Hugo was truly the spark of hope that fueled Dedan’s passion for healing the world.

He put an arm on Hugo’s shoulder, admiring their work, when Vader Eloha rose and took a crayon of her own. She explained her additions to the map in her gentle yet authoritative voice, drawing smooth lines over the page. Dedan could feel his heart swell with that indescribable feeling. The three of them all leaning over their map, coming together to create something out of the still warm ashes of what they had lost, the atmosphere was unlike anything Dedan had ever felt. Still, he couldn’t put his finger on the word. Vader Eloha finished her drawing, setting down the crayon, and Hugo clapped in approval. She hummed gratefully at his applause. Not thinking, Dedan pulled the two of them in for an embrace. He knew they were going to make things bigger and better than they had ever been before. He knew that their hard work would pay off and Hugo could finally grow up unhindered. The word finally came to him, the word that perfectly described that perplexing feeling.

That word was “family”.