12th Picture [Phone] Holy shit.

[bestpapaever]

[Phone]

[Upon drinking that blasted tea, Hughes is now quite affected by the horrible, terrible raven curse shit... It's kind of ironic, considering he doesn't even really like tea--he was just trying to be nice. So much for that now. If you could only see the unpleasantly scary smile that accompanies his mouth right now when he picks up the phone

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[glowing_science]

M-Mr. Hughes?

[This doesn't sound like him AT ALL.]

[best_papa_evar]

Yeah, what?

[glowing_science]

...are you okay?

[best_papa_evar]

You people are reaaaally fucking grating with that repeating line. I'm peachy--just peachy! In fact, I'm so glad I'm here~! Mayfield is a fantastic place to watch people crawl through.

[glowing_science]

Because it's out of left field, that's why! What the hell happened to you?!

[Oh, Ema does not appreciate that tone you're taking with her.]

[best_papa_evar]

[HUGHES KNOWS YOU PLEASE STOP NOW-- ;;]

Nothing happened to me. Did you hit your head?

[glowing_science]

Did you?! You're seriously going to tell me that this sudden asshole attitude came about for no reason at all?

[best_papa_evar]

When? You're just too dense to see things rationally, aren't you? I've always been a fantastic asshole--and you've always been a ditzy idiot who really can't see when she's unwanted.

[glowing_science]

Thing is, you haven't been. I have evidence to the--wait, ditzy idiot? I'm no such thing!

[best_papa_evar]

You're a complete moron, a retard, a fool--must I go on? I suppose you must've been dropped on your head as a baby. It's the only way to explain how stupid you sound half the time.