Sunshine squawks in offense. "Hey! Im not a swan! Why do people think that?!" Galaxy waves his sleeve in Angels face, and she gladly chomped on it, now chewing on his sleeve, boredly watching Sunshine squawk and strut around. "Besides, im not a pet! Im not cuddly... I have no idea why he wants me like this!" Sunshine shoots a glare at Galaxy, who just giggles in response, sticking his tongue out and plopping over on his side, a now unhappy Angel whining for his sleeve. Sunshine rolls his eyes.
E - “...fire swan...”
N - “...yes, we know...please, stop saying it.”
...overheated goose.
N - “...don’t encourage him.”
E - “...”
E - “...flaming flamingo.”
N - “...great...”












