Starbucks in one hand, a watermelon ring pop in the other, Archer is down on one knee. "Bestie, please, we both know Petrel can't kill and torture with you the way I do. I miss you." Why are they like this?
[Mii Maker Music]
Oh.
So this is how it’s going to be huh.
He’s just going to try and make everything up by bringing over a venti cold brew with cold foam and three extra espresso shots huh, and what’s this? A Ring Pop? Trademark symbol. And it’s watermelon. Pink. Like his BETRAYED BESTIE HEART. After all this, after being called a HOE-MIE.
Is it going to work?
Of course it is.
Of course it fucking is.
Because everybody knows that the only way to mend a bestie break up is to make amends with a Ring Pop apparently. And oh, look, he even made the effort of unwrapping it. Unbelievable. For being gay and homophobic, at least he remember the code of conduct.
Proton stares at him with the grumpiest expression for twenty straight seconds, Mii Maker Music still playing in his head, before he dramatically holds his hand out, turns his head away, HUFFS, and says:
“Oh so NOW you realize what you lost huh????? My mother warned me about men like you.”
Fluffs his own bangs.
“Just gimme the damn Ring Pop bestie, SLAP it on.”
