offers you an 11 year old werewolf in these trying times
monty!! I had to draw our sweet murder cursed boy from roll from the hip whilst i'm in a werewolf mood. still trying to work on getting stronger shadows, and also i'm not great at humans so I'm trying not to stress myself so much about making them look perfect.
zines based on the book edgar describes as having every combination of letters. i also hid 14 rfth/edgar related words in it to make it kinda fun (there's also a 15th that wasn't intentional but is still kinda relevant)
Summery- Monty has a reputation of not really thinking before he speaks, a habit that rubs off on the other boys now and then.
Word count - 781
Warnings- silly questions and no real answers, nothing really just fluff. Written at 2am and not proof read.
"Kevin can you stop moving your face." Monty huffed, with a level of annoyance that caught the three other boys off guard as they joked over their beans.
Kevin blinked as he turned to look at Monty, only to look back at the others in confusion as he was met with Monty staring at him with such concentration.
"Kevin!" He grumbled again.
"Wha' you doin' anyways." Kevin crossed his arms over himself suddenly uncomfortable with the attention.
"Am countin your freckles."
That certainly explained nothing.
"What?"
"Brandon said freckles are were you were kissed by angles as a baby. You must have been real cute because you've got loads. Edgar's only has six and Roland two." He listed as if this was completely normal.
Roland and Edgar gave small chuckles at Kevin's tomato red face, quickly moving on with their conversation as Kevin shot them a glare.
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"What do you reckon happened to the first lot of cursed boys?" Monty piped up during an understanding lesson one sunny morning.
Edgar perked up at the seemingly on topic question. "Well that's quite interesting Monty. The first recorded instance of Cursed boys-"
"I reckon they were dead confused. Like imagine you're the first cursed boy and you curse is you sneeze out spaghetti or summat" Monty interrupted causing Kevin to momentarily forget the height they were at and snort out a laugh.
"Would they have had spaghetti at that point?" Roland asked, knowingly adding fuel to the strange fire.
"W-well no, you see with the curse seemingly based in the British isles-" Edgar tried again to impart some accurate knowledge.
"I dont think the curse cares what we've invented Roland." Monty rolled his eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Only causing more laughter from his bardic friend causing a quite rendition of Bella Notte to be heard amid the laughter.
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"Do you reckon Mr Beans has heard of Mr Bean?"
After a few years if these kind of questions Edgar had gotten used to humouring his dormmate until he drifts off to sleep.
"I should think more than enough of us have told him about him. The real question is, Monty, does Mr Beans have a favourite Mr Bean movie or episode." Edgar asked, hoping to have gotten a handle on the kind of conversation Monty was hoping for... Only to look over at Monty and see the other lad staring at him like he just said the dumbest thing ever.
"TVs don't work here Edgar, don't be silly!"
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"Do you reckon Dr Pepper could be a woman?" Kevin broke the silence of the common room.
"Dr pepper... like the drink?" Edgar questioned unsure where this had come from. Sure hed expect this from Monty, but from Kevin?
"Yeah, feckin obviously." Kevin scoffed a little.
"Maybe," Roland responded paying Edgar's confusion little mind "but I think the real question is what is her doctorate for?"
Monty nodded almost solemnly "Space."
"You think the drink Dr Pepper has a doctorate in Astro Physics?" Edgar blanched a little., before sighing with a shrug "sure why not."
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"What do you think is Mr Hebden's point of pixelation?" Roland had asked as they headed out from crafts class.
"His what?" Kevin furrowed his brows at the presented thought.
"Like how close does something to be to him to be pixels. His clothes are and sometimes when he holds things they go pixelly." Roland pointed out.
Edgar hummed a little to himself. "I wonder if the pixelation would be different depending on what he was interacting with too."
"Nah what I wanna know is if he has an inventory like a video game character." Monty grinned as the others quickly joined in on the idea.
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"Do you reckon that Mr Hinks can look through his eyes like FNAF security cameras?"
There was quiet after the question was asked. Edgar's words no different to anything that Monty wouldn't ask, but had piqued their interest in a rather curious way.
"Like he only sees through one at a time so you could sneak up on the others?" Kevin asked with a mischievous grin.
"Do you think he just scrolls through em or he has to pick one?" Roland pondered trying to imagine in his own mind what that would look like.
"We should deffo see if we can figure it out." Monty added, which devolved into the four brave boys and their crow plotting to sneak up on Mr Hinks to test the capabilities of his many eyes.
Edgar couldn't be happier, not only are the other boys experimenting with a hypothesis, but he'd also gotten the hang of asking a nonsense question like Monty does.
