TIS THE SEASON

[selfesteemteam]

[THE OCELOT UNIT, IN THE SPIRIT OF THE SEASON, IS WANDERING THE HALLS SINGING CHRISTMAS CAROLS]

♫HARK! WE HEAR THE MAJOR'S MEOW
WE NEED TO GET TO HIM RIGHT NOW
HE JUST WANTS TO BEAT THAT SNAKE
A FEIRSOME BACKUP WE WILL MAKE

WITH PRECISION HE WILL SHOOT THAT GUN
UNTIL HIS CHAMBERS ALL ARE DONE
AFTER FINISHING THE FRAY
"YOU'RE PRETTY GOOD," HE WILL SAY♫

Comments

[stalkcelot]

...What.

[selfesteemteam]

MAAAAAAJOORRRR~

DO YOU LIKE OUR SONGS?

[stalkcelot]

Jeez, I almost forgot about you guys.

[selfesteemteam]

Y-YOU DID?

[;A;]

W-WELL THAT'S OKAY... WE GUESS... WE NEVER FORGOT ABOUT YOU...

[callmeadam]

[He walks in on the word "ASS".]

[He stops.]

[He raises an eyebrow.]

What was that about my ass?

[selfesteemteam]

WHAT?

YOUR ASS?

WE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR ASS.

[<<]

[selfesteemteam]

UNLESS YOU WANTED US TO...

[callmeadam]

[He just gives you a look.]

[bigbossaholic]

[Ocelot laughs, leaning back against the wall and watching them. How pitifully nostalgic.]

[selfesteemteam]

♥

[spinsterofchaos]

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

How charmingly clever, men.

[selfesteemteam]

[THE MAJOR WITH BOOBS.]

THANK YOU SIR-MA'AM

[manwithaname]

...I thought you had gotten over this. What the hell are you doing? [|: But he is flattered about what you said about his ass.]

[selfesteemteam]

WE'RE SINGING

DO YOU WANT TO SING WITH US?

[manwithaname]

No. I don't. [He kind of does.] Why would I want to participate in such a Capitalist holiday? [|:]

[selfesteemteam]

BECAUSE IT'S FUN