Mar 3, 2018
uhh, how many Fours are there? (@xtra-host)
(( @xtra-host It won’t let me tag you))
“Apparently three of us! How many Xs are there?”
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from Uzbekistan
seen from China
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from T1
uhh, how many Fours are there? (@xtra-host)
(( @xtra-host It won’t let me tag you))
“Apparently three of us! How many Xs are there?”
“WOULD THOSE TWO FOURS- EIGHT- uh... WOULD THOSE GUYS STOP ARGUING THEY’RE CAUSING A S C E N E ! ”
Casually materialises Four back because tHERE IS A WAR BETWEEN TWO OTHER FOURS STOP THEM
He pops into the chair, the ‘new hosts’ letting out a squeal as he gets up and dusts himself off.
There’s silence, for only a few moments...
“WHAT?!”
M!A four and x are back for the whole day!
The two numbers pop back into existence just behind the desk, terrifying both sweet treat objects, as well as each other.
The fear only lasts a moment, however. It seems now Donut and Four have come to an agreement, they’re a lot more civil to one another!
“GUYS! HAPPY VALENTINES!”
“Same to you, X!”
“What’s a Valentines?”
Hey Four and X, what do you think of your mun? { munday }
You’re lucky, anonny. They popped into existence just to answer this ask!
“They’re a little rusty at writing me, but they do X pretty well! They’re used to the nicer muses.
Maybe we could have some decent threads if they stopped being so shy and just send in asks! They procrastinate a lot!”
Bye Four
“BYE.”
Poof he’s gone.
Donut V.S. 4!!!! FIGHT!!!!
Teeth and fists clenched, the number’s glare could easily have bored through Donut’s head by now. He has no idea what to do to get out of this one, maybe he can just talk to-
“MY NAME ISN’T SPELLED LIKE THAT! DO I LOOK LIKE A 4 TO YOU?!”
That works too?
M!A four is back for 4 asks to see the hellhole this blog has become
There’s a loud scream, a crash on the roof, and muffled groaning as whoever it was attempts to climb down off his office.
The door creaks open, revealing the scene. A squirrel eating all the pencils, Donut scribbling out fun ideas for contests on scrap paper, and Gelatin rooting through his… Private documents file…
Oh he’s angry.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY OFFICE?!”