Saving Christmas// OPEN, Picking up Strays
//Hi dearies! To the new people (even if it's been a while), thank you all so much for the follow! I'm Stormy. Should you ever need anything, or simply wish to chat or bother Nine, my ask box is there. Here's a little welcome starter. Cheers, and God bless! :D
To the ones that still follow me:thank you thank you thank you! I don't quite understand why you all put up with my shenanigans, but I love you all! Bless! :D//
He really should be learn to be less sarcastic when dealing with royalty. The only monarchy in his experience that got sarcasm was the British one, and only because sarcasm seemed to be the national language. Needless to say, being chased by two very angry Smrkers did complicate him trying to negotiate them not taking over the Earth. They weren't very far behind him either, so when he ran into someone, he pulled them into the nearest room and - as quietly as he could - shut the door. He waited for the purple aliens to charge pass the room to he turn towards the unsuspecting person that he had nearly bowled over. "Sorry 'bout tha' - didn't want ya ta get shot by two very angry aliens."
