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Molly almost dropped her cell phone. "I'm sorry, WHAT? Did you just say "our local robot"? I know that can't be right, because you would have told me before!"

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ask-aurora-and-friends I HIT ASK LIMIT???? but yesssss!!! maybe for a starter someone brings Neon 2 Mollys workshop 2 fix her or something?? im already crying they are gonna be so precious 

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ask-aurora-and-friends i cant ask this bc for some reason ur ask thinks theres a link in this somewhere but anyway...

Mark is trying to cook a fancy dinner for the crew (mostly to try to low-key impress Fallen). It smells great, everyone's sitting around the table, and the food keeps not coming . Lusikka finally gets fed up and goes into the kitchen to find out what's taking so long. She finds Mark lying on the floor in defeat.There is a jar next to his head. It has been 27 minutes. It has been the worst 27 minutes of his life.

Lusikka picks up the jar, and gives the lid a gentle, experimental twist. There is a loud pop as the lid comes off. Total silence. Mark slowly raises his head. They make eye contact. "Bro," Mark says with feeling.

They never speak of it again. 

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MERRY CHRISTMAS I'm gonna post this now because I'm terrible at waiting and afraid it'll get lost but if you wanna wait another week or so, be my guest! (It's set Christmas Eve if that's not clear)

Jessi sighed, but passed it up. All right, so they hadn't actually drugged anyone, but whatever Molly had spiked the eggnog with had smelled really powerful and, sure enough, put everyone out like a light. And whatever she'd used on Fallen's hot chocolate? Jessi never wanted to see anything that disturbing ever again. There was just something unnatural about what had happened to the marshmellows.

Molly taped the top of the roll of wrapping paper to the top of the doorframe, making sure to leave a few inches between the paper and the top of the doorframe. The she casually dropped the roll. She dismounted the stepladder, used scissors to trim the bottom edge, then taped the bottom of the paper to the bottom of the doorframe. She remounted the doorframe. “Okay, pass up the bag.” Jessi sighed, but grabbed one of the enourmous, bulging bags of green-and-red packing peanuts up to Molly.

With a grunt, Molly tore a hole in the bag and began pouring the peanuts into the space between the door and the paper. They rustled merrily as they filled the makeshift chute. On top of the pile, Molly deposited a large piece of cardstock, blaring the words, “MERRY CHRISTMAS TO OUR FAVORITE BALL OF SUNSHINE!!!”

The rooms were done in no particular order. Although everyone was getting the packing peanut treatment, each also had a personal flair. Zyper, for instance, got a printout of snapchats about the Christmas Carol. Avry got a pack of “coal” bubblegum and an accusatory Mario beside the words “SANTA SAW WHAT YOU DID ON RAINBOW ROAD.” There was significant to debate as to whether this was actually funny or not, but Molly shoved it down too deep for Jessi to reach, which made an end of it.

Fallen had smuggled Mark into her room and made out with him while everyone else was getting drunk on eggnog (party poopers). She got a sprig of mistletoe along with a note strongly implying that there were certain benefits to the naughty list. Lusikka got a picture of Laura – well, a bootyshot to be perfectly accurate – with the caption, “MERRY CHRISTMAS, YOU HO HO HOMO!”

“That's really not funny,” protested Jessi. “Yeah, well, neither is Lusi,” replied Molly darkly. “She has a pet snake, Jessi. A snake!” She flicked her toungue in and out for emphasis. “Oh, Molly.” Jessi sighed, but she was smiling in the dim light. “C'mon, let's go do Wrath's door and-” Jessi reached out and caught Molly by the back of her flannel pajama shirt. “No.” Molly made a small protesting noise. “Un-uh,” said Jessi, firmly. Molly pouted for less than half a second. “Fine! Let's just do our door and be done with it.”

Jessi stayed in the room and wrestled with the frozen window while Molly papered and stuffed the door. Jessi could hear Molly putting the stepladder and scissors away, and she took the large plastic bags out to the trash when she left through the front door. In less time than should have been possible, Molly was scrambling in through the window, panting and shivering in pajamas and bare feet.

“H-Holy sh-sh-shit,” she stuttered, immediately glomping onto Jessi's warm body as the weredragon struggled to close the window. “It's f-fucking f-freezing out there!” Jessi yowled in distaste as a particularly soggy sleeve brushed against her face. “Take those pajamas off right now, they're soaked! Just get into bed, I'll crank up the space heater.” Molly obeyed with alacrity, jumping onto the bed so fast that the springs protested.

Jessi cranked up the space heater and carried over the mugs of cocoa she'd had the foresight to bring into their room earlier. Molly nestled up to her, burying her cold face in Jessi's side. “Uwway Chisuffs,” she mumbled, wrapping an arm around Jessi. “Merry Christmas,” Jessi replied, playing with Molly's blonde hair. Molly peeked up at her coyly. “You're not tired, yet, are you?” Jessi shook her head. “Actually, all that running and lifting kinda woke me up. I guess Santa will just have to wait a little longer, since I doubt I'll be drifting off anytime soon.”

With a smug grin, Molly disappeared completely under the covers, then reappeared between Jessi's legs, hooking her fingers into the waistband of Jessi's pajamas. “Then I'll just warm us up,” she said sweetly, lifting up to press a kiss on Jessi's lips. “Merry Christmas, Jessi,” she murmured. Jessi laughed, kissing Molly's cold red nose. “Merry Christmas, Molly Quinn.”  

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also my parents just walked in I GOTTA GO but if you wanna rp this im so down

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[shinysurgeon]

Unsuspecting getaway - Closed for Ask-aurora-and-friends

Knockout was spending his nights like he would normally do, on earth in a parking lot full of cars that looked quite similar to his own vehicle mode. Of course he looked the best out of all of them- In his opinion at least. He did have the best finish after all.

As these thoughts rambled through his circuits, he had left his engine running, making him an easy target for the being quickly approaching from behind, and before he could even voice his protest, they hopped into his seats, stepping on the gas and cutting the wheel to make a quick escape.

He remained silent for the time being, allowing them to drive away from the public eye before jerking the wheel from their hands, causing a sharp turn that ran them off the road into an empty spot shrouded by some trees.

He didn't like humans, and one doing a stunt like this made rage boil within him, but he did have to make an attempt to be nice to any of the carbon based life on this planet.

"You have ten seconds to explain why you decided to run off with me-- and scratch my rims up in the process!" He said sharply, hoping this would scare them off.

[of-the-pookan-race]

Rohano peered over with a judgemental stare, ear twitching a bit.

".......What in the damn hell is that....."