Sep 9, 2019
continued with @feralmusing from HERE.
Della’s voice of reason came just as he found his knees bent, pausing mid-readied crouch. Eyes trailed from the sad pile of fallen chips to a concerned Della, a loose shrug in his shoulders at the very reasonable inquiry.
❝ I dunno--the dirt and gravel just kinda give it that extra crunch. Y’know? ❞ It never hurt anyone!
❝ ‘Sides, Louie kinda banned me from the pantry after that time I used a case of Pep to clean parts of the Sun Chaser. ❞