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"Fantôme , Fantôme ! Marry us, marry US ! ❤"
Send “Marry me” to see my muses reaction
“I CAN’T MARRY YOU TWO AND YOU BOTH KNOW THAT YOURSELVES. YOU PAIR OF IDIOTIC CRÉTINS.”
“STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME FLUSTERED AND MESS UP.”
Alright, Renko was well aware that her Backup Dancers were messing around with her at this point. Well, she hoped they were joking at least.
+ danseursdeange
“Is everyone passin’ downtown supposed to look like a convicted pedophile?”
danseursdeange started following you
"Hello there. How are you doing?"
danseursdeange
"...So, let me get this straight. You two have been gifting out feathers as things to give to my fans to keep them away and happy with themselves in thinking they've got a gift of this infamous thief. I get that. But you guys are plucking out your own feathers to do this? I don't even have wings and the thought of that makes me shudder!!"
"I get that you're both angels and all but surely that's gotta hurt in some way or another!! Stop it please!!"
The obvious fact that her Backup Dancers looked exactly like her didn't help the thief shake off this awful feeling and thought either. The worst thing Renko had done that involved plucking was removing glass from her foot which she learned from intentionally kicking down a set of glass doors with her footwear only consisting of slippers, so she couldn't imagine what pulling a feather out of a wing willingly would feel like. It couldn't feel as simple as pulling out a single strand of hair surely?
