Boredom stinks. There hasn't been anything to do recently.

Then why not find something to do, Clause?

Like what?

I'd say draw on someone's face but...

Nah, I missed that opprotunity when Greg was passed out drunk last night. I considered it, but decided not to.

Well....

*sound of Clause and Terriermon snickering*

You wanna say it or should I? >3

You should! :D

'kay

*said through giggles* Hey Sabine! When's the wedding for you and Greg?!

Winry! Same to you and Edward!

*sound of Terriermon cracking up in the bg*