Aug 4, 2021
“MakKeR KInD, NOT WelCOMiNG! HuRTiNg FriENDs! LEaViNG NoW!
NoT LET HUrT FrieNDs.
Not WelCOmING iN OuR WorLD!”
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“MakKeR KInD, NOT WelCOMiNG! HuRTiNg FriENDs! LEaViNG NoW!
NoT LET HUrT FrieNDs.
Not WelCOmING iN OuR WorLD!”
“Being taller has made things easier.”
“I’m glad I can still float around and everything as a Gengar!”
( @neverlandfaerai @ask-nayden )
Deidra@Couple: Hey, there! I overheard this place needed some cleaning up! How about I give you a hand? A little old lady like myself could use the exercise, and I am sure you would both like to settle down a little as well! My treat, really~! 💚💛
Clyde turned around, already closing the door in the Deoxys’s face when Bonnie gave him a slap on the arm.
“Ow! What the hell was that for, Bon?”
“What’s your point? Psychics are Psychics, they’re pathetic. You expect them to be good with their hands when all they do is float around?”
Clyde continued pouting before feeling a chill run up his spine, turning his head a little and noticing a rather large figure behind him.
“Thank you, whoever the hell you are, for proving my point. This is a job we gotta do, you think we can trust a bunch of strangers poppin’ up around our house?”
Clyde jolted at the sudden yell, doing an immediate 180 turn and bolting for the door, his hydreigon wings sprouting out to help block the door from whoever was intruding in their house now.
*CRACK!!*
That was the distinct sound of wood snapping clean in half, and a loud thud was heard in the next room, where Clyde ran to to find what had happened to his wife.
“Bon....who’s kid is that?”
“I DON’T KNOW BUT WHY IS IT IN MY HOUSE”
@house-of-hemingway
@gregnas-the-grouch
@ask-nayden
(ask-nayden) The twin pikachus approach the pokemon. They keep their distance with the other mon.
Sterling: "Oyyy watcha doing here?"
Starla: "More like, Hey! Where are you going to?"
The mon sighs before shaking his head. “I’m… I’m just trying to find my way back home. I can’t really say anything else interesting, sorry. Please hurry on home, you two. It’s getting late.”
@ask-nayden