Maybe you won't get hit with a bat this time, Green

[insultyoulater]

[Green is overjoyed to have found a certain something still resting in the CMA and has been sitting at his beloved island piano most of the day. Lavender enjoying running around in the grass and listening to the music.

And the CMA was filled with wonderful classical pieces and a few lullaby tunes until, well, someheartof wondered upon the scene to greet his

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[lunardancing]

[ That's... Oddly cute and amusing! /giggle. ]

[insultyoulater]

[You will be spotted and Green will sing at you!]

Doesn't that sound familiar~? Doesn't that hit yah close to home--?

[lunardancing]

[ More laughing, and even if it totally doesn't match what he's singing, she'll sing what she remembers. ]

'Cause I don't mind if you don't mind~ Right?

[insultyoulater]

[and he'll laugh gleefully, oh god that's right! The time when everybody had to sing, gooood times...

Until Gold hit him with a bat. Suddenly very relieved they'd gotten passed that last time they were here.]

I could never mind, girl. [griiin, he keeps playing random four chord progressions because Lavender will surely cry if he stopped now]

[lunardancing]

That's good. [ She's still laughing while she walks closer, limp and all. ]

[someheartof]

[Green's rather preoccupied with playing the piano, but Gold will notice that limp]

You get hurt--?

[lunardancing]

[ Bumblefucks she still can't hide that. ]

Uh, y-yeah. [ AWKWARD SMILE ]

[someheartof]

What happened--? [Green's looking concerned too, and he'll play a bit lighter to actually hear this]

[lunardancing]

A guy with a knife. [ OOOH THAT ROCK ON THE GROUND LOOKS FASCINATING LET'S STARE AT IT UNCOMFORTABLY. ]

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[someheartof]

Do I need to hit him with a bat?

[insultyoulater]

[said simultaneously with]

Does Gold need to hit him with a bat?

[lunardancing]

[ GOOD GOD NO WHY DOES EVERYONE WANT TO HUNT HIM DOWN ]

N-No I don't know where he is. It's fine.

[insultyoulater]

[BECAUSE EVERYBODY WANTS TO PROTECT YOU <3]

But if you do find him, we should give him the limp.

[lunardancing]

[ BUT NO SHE CAN TAKE CARE OF HERSELF (when there are no knives involved) ]

No, Green, don't, just--

[ Not walking and favoring that dumb leg even more. ]

[insultyoulater]

Hey, someone's gotta police this place... [a grin at Gold] I think we're pretty damn qualified! [SIGNATURE GOLD GRIN]

[lunardancing]

[ OH GOD NO SHE DOES NOT NEED TO WORRY ABOUT YOU TWO TOO ]

Green, Gold...!

[ Limping closer dammit stab wounds! ]