Sometimes, Luck doesn’t come from all those Lucky Charms and all that.
Sometimes, Luck just comes from the friends you’ve got!
A St. Patrick’s Day post for everyone, featuring @one-lucky-clover‘s character Clover with Cecil!
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Sometimes, Luck doesn’t come from all those Lucky Charms and all that.
Sometimes, Luck just comes from the friends you’ve got!
A St. Patrick’s Day post for everyone, featuring @one-lucky-clover‘s character Clover with Cecil!
@terraterracotta/ @one-lucky-clover and I headcanon that My Bendy and Clover have a very Game Grumps-like friendship. I was watching Game Grumps funny clips and the one referenced here caught my eye.
Quote from here: X
@one-lucky-clover
“You heard right, Clover; I want a rematch! I wanna see if yer luck is really permanent, or if you just got lucky the first time ‘round.”
The ink demon spread his usual Cheshire smile, shifting cards like a magician would. He seems a lot more confident this time around; is it that he’s practiced for this day, or something else hidden behind that crooked smile?
[MIXING DAYS 4-6 IN LIKE A MEME]
Day 4: Exploring
The Sauna and Massage Booth were both closed, on account of cleaning up after a certain other guest’s stay there.
Cecil: “...that just puts the Shinola on the shoe, don’t it? I really am bad luck.”
Morgana: “I’m not giving up that you’re unlucky, Cecil. No man on earth’s gotta be this’a way for no good reason. I did some askin’ around though- Clover’s gonna be at the Party Tonight. Why don’t we go n’ prepare for it?”
‘Day’ 5: Getting Ready
Cecil was busy straightening his tie, whilst Morgana was packing everything in a nice satchel for her to carry around.
Morgana: “Alright now, Cecil- here’s the plan. While I’m lookin’ for Clover, you just have fun. You deserve it after all you’ve been through. Just stay in sight and earshot if I find ‘er?”
Cecil: “Alright... But how can I? Knowin’ that my foul luck’s gonna mess at least somethin’ up.”
Morgana: “Maybe try n’ keep your mind off of anything that relates to luck? I know whenever I have foul days, I just pass ‘em by like a rude stranger. Maybe that’ll help until I find ‘er?”
Cecil: “...honestly hadn’t thought of it that way... I’ll try, Morgana.”
‘Day’ 6: Partytime!
Morgana: “Alright, Cecil; I’m gonna go off n’ find Clover.” Morgana whispered to him as they were let into the party. “I’ll holler when I find ‘er, OK?”
Cecil: “OK, Morgana...” The cat sighed. He wasn’t really sure of this.
The spider went off, scanning the crowd for the familiar face, and Cecil went to slowly explore the area, hearing a distinct meat grinder sound.
Turning towards the source led to a long, fluffy, cat-like tail.
Cecil: “Uhh, beggin’ your pardon, ma’am... but did you just ‘ear something weird just then?”
Looks like things are leading up to its conclusion, folks. Will the bad luck finally have its end? Or is there something more to this mystery than meets the eye?
@theluciusshow @one-lucky-clover
@one-lucky-clover and I were talking on Discord at one point, and I’ve had this idea in my head for a while now.
And yes I forgot his Halo but he’s a jerk and doesn’t deserve it.
Blaise the Archangel is owned by @one-lucky-clover
Kalama Pyre is my own character.
I had the idea last night and thought it’d be super cute.
Bonnie the Angel is owned by @one-lucky-clover/ @terraterracotta
Chilly Billy is my character.
Sometimes you walk the dog, Other times the dog walks you!
Third part of the Fanart bonanza, ft. Brimstone of @one-lucky-clover!
Morgana: “Oh, isn’t this exciting, Cecil? We’re going to go to such an amazing hotel for a Christmas Party! It’s been so long since I’ve been to one.”
Cecil: He noticed the small gourd as he passed by it, really quite out of place. “...I dunno; there’s somethin’ funny goin’ on, I think.”
A missing invitation? Small pumpkins? Something’s definitely amiss in this event!