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[novolumecontrol]

VOOOII!! What the hell was wrong with me?! I've got enough fucking cookies here to run my own bake sale! And sandwiches! My room smells like pine trees and there is cat hair on my brush! I hate this place! To anyone I talked to in the last little while, don't even think of making any smartass remarks unless you want to be cut in half

Comments

[princeofknives]

I'll help you with those cookies, U~shishishi...

The Prince has new clothes! I always knew you were a loyal subject friend, Squalo. I can easily make due with one set of clothes (because I'm a genius) but I suppose I'll accept your offering.

[novolumecontrol]

It's not an offering! I'll call in the favour one day, and you'll do it or you'll die! Got it?!

[princeofknives]

How scary, U~shishishi....

[novolumecontrol]

Idiot.

[novolumecontrol]

I'd rather give these sandwiches to wild animals than give them to you, brat!

[novolumecontrol]

No. Go bug someone else for your love food, twerp.

[kittycatpillow]

*purposely comes in cat form and purrs*

[novolumecontrol]

Get out of my room you fucking mooch!

[kittycatpillow]

*raises an eyebrow* Mrooooooooow.

[novolumecontrol]

*throws a vase at him*