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[waylostandfound]

Puppet!Nathan had been drinking root beers, and fighting to urge to sing or give speeches. The best he could do for a while was hum

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[gotapenny]

Thankfully Luz's chair is turned around enough to be able to watch the room and upon seeing Nate danceing on the table be can't help but snarkle a laugh.

"Nate. Naters. Nate-nate. Nah-ta. Neeeate. Nate Nateaggins. McNaters." Pauses. "One more time. With feeling!"

Another piece of chocolate is plopped into Luz's mouth by a felted 4-fingered hand. "And you need better music! More better- Like. Hrm. Liiiiike..A marching cadance!"

[waylostandfound]

"....there shouldn't be music," Nathan carefully replied sullenly. Well, not really sullenly. Closest he could get to sullen now is slightly perky.

And his feet was tapping a rhythm anyway.

[gotapenny]

Luz also bounces to unheard music rocking his head back and forth to some beat only he can hear. Ahh the joys of being a puppet. "No there needs to be music. Like when we are marching there should be music." An over exagerated firm nod is given before he slides from the chair.

"Soo whatcha singing about?" All the while George is moving over to the table where Nathan is at trying to climb up to where the other hyper puppet resides.

[waylostandfound]

"Sharing and caring..." Fighting urge to sing again. Tap, tap. He gets up finally. Bouncy puppet on the table. There was also likely attempts at finger snapping. With the appropriate sound effect in the background, also on the beat.