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Margo: They aren’t burnt this time either…Promise they taste good, too.
*crunching and swallowing noises*
The- They were ok, I guess.... (thank you.)

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Margo: They aren’t burnt this time either…Promise they taste good, too.
*crunching and swallowing noises*
The- They were ok, I guess.... (thank you.)
Margo: Hey!!! My boy, Azarius, what's up? *grins*
Azarius: Holy shit, Margo. where you fucking been?
☂ w/ minnie? : -o or any chara
The steady thrum of raindrops against the pavement was soothing, but not to Pronto at the moment. The shop must have been irritated with the fact that he still hadn’t chased out that one pesky owl somewhere in the attic and had unceremoniously dumped him out of the second storey window. At 2AM in the morning. In the rain. Without an umbrella.
At least it had the decency also throw out his jacket with him.
Scowling, he brushed himself off and picked up the jacket off the floor before it got too soaked. He knew from experience the shop wouldn’t let him back in and he was about to turn away when he saw a startled looking girl standing behind him, her long pink tresses heavy and soaked with rain. He cocked his head slightly to the side with interest, after all these streets weren’t a place for people walking along this late at night (or early in the morning, depending how you wanted to look at it).
“Hey... You wouldn’t happen to have an umbrella would you?” His voice was a quiet, friendly drawl, coupled with an innocent grin as if he hadn’t just been ejected out of a window less than two minutes ago
thank you art to bunn cause she's so hella :3
i guess this is like a continued part where they go to a coffee house and exchange gifts and aza thinks she didn't get him one and he's embarrassed since he did but actually her's is probs underneath the table or something
Margret: "oh look. a cookie" *pics up 855 and pretends to eat him*
855: ACHk—PLTTHbbBB- N-NO PLEASE PUT ME DOWN I WILL SHOOT YOU WHERE IS MY GUnN!1!!!
✯ mmm margret for either of them??
We should definitely set something up, yeah! :D }}
Margret: *crosses her arms* So you like to invent things, huh? Cool.
Inventor: I do, I’ve been doing it for a long time, actually. Learned it from my parents. Actually a lot of my technology was kinda borrowed from them and modified. Anyway, it’s where Luxe and Loche came from. There have been some… less successful inventions too, but they never got to the AI stage.
♥
Inventor: Luxe can you please take this one, she’s your friend..Luxe: Ok fine, but only because I love Margo!
Luxe: If I were a stop light, I’d turn red everytime you passed by, just so I could stare at you a bit longer~