#the cstt method

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(( Every sentence, Wander has said Hater’s name. Whoops? Or maybe Wander’s mind is just full of “HATER HATER HATER HATER HATER HATER HATER HATER HATER” and so forth, you never know! ))

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(( Well why not both of them! Here's the song that may and or may not be playing last on ZapZits from @studly-skull-muffin and I’s roleplay! (Hi!) ))

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The Carrot Stern-Talking-To Method (Closed RP)

“SYLVIA! I forgot about Hater!” “..Huhhh?..Calm down, buddy, it’s-” probably about “two in the morning. He can wait for… whatever it is you thought about at this ungroply hour.” The Zbornak slightly adjusted herself, not given much freedom for movement with the shaking wanderer on her back. She could only sigh half-heartedly as he wasn’t settling down anytime soon, though tuning out his light, high-pitched whining was getting easier the more the minutes went by, sleep once again so close to within her grasp. “Look, we’ll go see him in the morning. Hater especially needs his beauty sleep if he wants to go terrorizing innocent people..” “But Sylvia..” Wander said far too late. For the first half hour, he was able to stare at the stars while listening to his friend’s snoring. His fingers itched for his banjo then, and that couldn’t keep the nagging thought away for more than one song about distant planets. He should be checking in on Hater now… or now..

He tucked quietly in to the Skullship. No matter how early it was, this could be the one time Hater truly needed him! “He might be in a pickle trying to open a jar of pickles.. Stranded in the shower, needing a towel at this hour..” With worried mutterings, Wander fast-walked through Hater’s ship, down a labyrinth he could walk blindfolded to reach the electric skeleton’s door. Best case scenario, he’d open the door to see a sleeping sweetie, “phew!” aloud, and then head down to the kitchen to start on a welcoming plate of breakfast.

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