“I SAID I WAS SORRY PINKY!!”
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"Are you REALLY sorry, Cheeseball? Are you?"

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“I SAID I WAS SORRY PINKY!!”
(@artfulprankster)
"Are you REALLY sorry, Cheeseball? Are you?"
@artfulprankster (cont)
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“Hey! That’s the song!! Thanks!!”
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“HEY WAIT A SECOND-“
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Oh, goodie! He does know the song, at least!
With a single hop and a spin, the usual gameshow host getup was 'magically' gone from his person; which was really only the unplugged microphone and the orange bowtie. He's still not sure why his new look worked as well as a 'disguise' for this long... But then again, his guess is that that's just the Superman and Perry the Platypus logic at work. Completely unintentional, by the way.
Surely this is much recognizable, now?
. "...Hi, how are ya?"
( Older Melvin + fanart for @artfulprankster of their Harold )
Continued from X | @artfulprankster
“Harold? HAROLD? I will go over there but it will be to get you out of the kitchen! I can’t eat cheese, let alone whatever you’ve filled your supreme one with. Hold on!”
Over the phone it was muffled but evident he had begun driving over to Hutchin’s resident home. Shortly after a strong knock was heard at the door and typical Sneedly screaming, though out of concern. “Hutchins stop making sandwiches and let me in.”
Nothing was ever normal in Piqua.
[YOUR FACE HERE]: Wait, how many kids DO you have???
Dancing Banana, with the Banana Nephews (Oldest, Middle, and Peel), Harold, and Pico behind him: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?
Continued from X | @artfulprankster
“It got too quiet, while I often work alone sometimes being the only person in a room can be a bit maddening.” Melvin promptly explained in his usual tone. Truth was the librarian just got tired of him being the only one around and wanted to go on lunch break and would probably leave midday anyways.
“As for.....hanging out, I-I’m busy! Busy with homework and inventing.” Melvin was not a very good liar.
@artfulprankster liked || Starter Call (Accepting) 📼
the temperature drops.
that chill hangs in the air for much longer than it should. even with the AC on, a summer night shouldn't be this chilly. especially not in relatively comfortable PJs.
the skin on his back would feel a bit bumpy. from some unseen corner of the room behind the youngster, there loomed the feeling of some unknown presence. a malevolent force, strong enough to be felt even when not directly looking at it. the very embodiment of a presence so strong that one could feel it.
perhaps even feel it watching. waiting.
WE'RE GETTING INTO FUNKYTOWN WITH THIS ONE, BOYS-