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“You really think I’d come to you if I wasn’t prepared?” Cue him raising up a finger, then quietly disappearing from the room. It’s not a huge matter, wrangling the “costume” from his father- the man’s dressed like a vampire or something, he didn’t bother asking too much, least he be cornered into a bat costume along with the other two infants, and unless it’s due for a washing he usually hangs the ensemble right back up. After pilfering that, it’s only a matter of grabbing the accessories from his room- all of which, once gathered, is slapped gracefully on the closest surface to Blu.
“Now- lithten, you don’t know the whole story, but there’s some weird stuff in this family, alright? Now, people’ll think you’re a safari man or whatever, but i’ve got my own get-up that’ll clue the neighbors in.” Because everyone, unfortunately, has seen Uncle Mark in his red robe before. Everyone.
“It’s either this, or join Bela Lugosi and his merry band downstairs. Which sucks, because we have babies now. And toddlers. So they get more candy, more attention, and they’ll probably make us push the stroller for at least a bit- or we have to carry a few. And that’s a bitch.”