[Accidental Voice Post]

[leftshoeget]

*there's the sound of paws and scuttling, then snuffling noises before the communicator is bumped into* GRRRRRRRRRRRR - Oooooooooh.

*And there the banging of something that sounds suspiciously like the communicator being repeatedly smacked against the ground, then sniffing* Eechibachibahyeeeee *assorted gibberish, then more scuttling*

Comments

[not_mukuro_rly]

... Eh-... what?

[elvisrolled]

Hi!

[not_mukuro_rly]

H- hi!

[elvisrolled]

I'm Lilo. And that's my puppy Stitch.

[not_mukuro_rly]

It's... a nice dog.

[elvisrolled]

He is. His badness level has really gone down.

[not_mukuro_rly]

You mean training?

[elvisrolled]

Yep! Elvis would be proud.

[not_mukuro_rly]

The... Elvis?

A friend of yours?

[elvisrolled]

The King! You know, of rock and roll?

[not_mukuro_rly]

I don't think so.

[elvisrolled]

That's a shame. We'll have to fix that.

[not_mukuro_rly]

Did he come with you?

[elvisrolled]

Um, nope. I left all of my records at home. Since I didn't know we were coming here.

[not_mukuro_rly]

It's okay.

No one does, really.

[elvisrolled]

I'm not even sure how we got here.

Nani's probably worried.