Cleaning Stuff
I hate cleaning. The bitch sent us down to the basement to get replacement crap. I don't wanna do it, but Cara is sayin' we should be all nice and stuff since they took us back after trying to betray them and all. She's sweet, but so silly.
*trudges down into the basement and immediately trips over a leafy plant*
Oof!
Hey!!! Get, get off of me, stupid thing!!! *struggles as the plant wraps around him and drags him further into the basement*
Cara!!!!
"Baby bear!!! *runs after him*"
"Stop! Or the creat-ure get it! Holding him hostage!"
"What? This is ridiculous, I want my Jimmy-wimmy back, now! He's mine, not a stupid plant's!"
"I am not stupid! Very smart plant am I! Bring us...Steve! Or creat-ure get it!"
*trudges down into the basement and immediately trips over a leafy plant*
Oof!
Hey!!! Get, get off of me, stupid thing!!! *struggles as the plant wraps around him and drags him further into the basement*
Cara!!!!
"Baby bear!!! *runs after him*"
"Stop! Or the creat-ure get it! Holding him hostage!"
"What? This is ridiculous, I want my Jimmy-wimmy back, now! He's mine, not a stupid plant's!"
"I am not stupid! Very smart plant am I! Bring us...Steve! Or creat-ure get it!"