#thepleaserofcrowds

[white-clothed-demon-archived]

Something felt wrong. That much was true, I mean there was a chaotic trickster here 42 days ago... However, for him to be silent for this long was a bit... unordinary... However, a note slid under Milk’s door, with blood on it... “Sorry I haven’t visited... I’m not feeling the best... I hope you have a happy holiday Milk! From Pitaya. P.S. Don’t tell anyone else... But I feel a bit nervous... Like someone is entering my mind to take the code out of it... Don’t tell anyone!” -thepleaserofcrowds

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To say that Milk was confused was an understatement.

He was distraught, perplexed, and questioning everything at the same time.

The note was NOT like the mischievous person Milk knew.

Something bad must have happened.

[white-clothed-demon-archived]

A little kid bumped into Milk. “Oof... Oh hello mister! I’m Pitaya Dragon, and I’m trying to become the best wizard ever! I just left my vision of what paradise would be... flashing colors and deadly obstacles everywhere! Wait...” They gasped. “A demon?! Oh my god where are my manners... Introduction check... Formality! It’s very nice to meet you!” He gave able of respect to Milk. Who knew that Pitaya was this pure as a child?! -thepleaserofcrowds

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He did NOT expect Pitaya to be a baby, but well here we are.

"Oh, hello little fella!"

He picked him up like a little potato.

[white-clothed-demon-archived]

“Ah Like Magnetic forces generates by the North Pole, I’m attracted to here~!” Pitaya came out of the shadows. He flinched at the sight of Milk but it didn’t last long. “Ooooooh how clever!” He smiled devilishly. -thepleaserofcrowds

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"Ah, you again! What a pleasant surprise."

Milk smiled behind his surgical mask. Even though Pitaya can be a bit.... much, he was glad someone else was in the Halloween spirit!

[masterofdimensions-blog]

So about my double being a pixl...

...That can be arranged.~

[icanxgetby]

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        “ W ell, you can sell me out to the guards,        live with the guilt of my death when they        inevitably execute me, or you can help me get        away. What'll it be? ”