[ and that's yet another reason why Hijikata bans shoes indoors... he won't have that nonsense.
but Hijikata makes sure to lean over a bit as Tsurumaru takes out the pen... he has to make sure it isn't a pen that'll mess up the kimono! ]
No, I'll obviously lounge around naked all day.
[ A JOKE... of course he's going to pick out another kimono!! he goes back to the closet and ponders for a minute... which kimono should he wear today!! he decided to just pick a simple black one though, so he begins to put that on. ]
Done yet? At this rate we need to go clothes shopping ... [ well, not right now. just an off-handed comment, really. Hijikata is running low on kimonos he's noticed! so he might as well complain just a bit. ]
[ so when hijikata had handed him the kimono, he hadn't really... looked up... or at him at all... because he was intent on trying to rub out the stain as best as possible!! this is his strongest pen for the most delicate of fabrics!! maybe if he does this right, he'll be praised!
but when hijikata says that, tsurumaru snaps his head up, before hijikata's had a chance to go to the closet.
and, well...
he gets an eyeful of more than he was prepared for. ]
[ but he waits for hijikata to go grab something from the closet before he uncovers his eyes again, peeking through the gaps between his fingers. okay, kimono confirmed. this is good. ]
Not yet... be patient, geez. And again? We just went shopping a while ago... it wasn't for kimonos, though.
[ what the fuck relax Tsuru??? Hijikata can only scoff. ]
That isn't the first time you saw me without clothes - right? Stop acting so embarrassed.
[ that's only a sort-of guess, considering Hijikata never told the robot about the time Tsurumaru redressed his wound on his chest. but it's kind of easy to bullshit stuff like this and still sound like you're sure it happened... and honestly -- how can he not point out the embarrassment! ]
I don't feel like going out anyway, I was just saying. [ Hijikata is a patient man! ] So, what did you get?
[ because he did hear the rustle of bags when Tsurumaru did walk in. ]
[ he does think that he's mentioning that one post-dojo incident and nothing more than that... so he doesn't think much of it, when he hesitantly agrees. ]
Well... that's true, but...
[ because not all minds are dirty like hijibot's!! anyway, while tsurumaru's lowered his hands, he still looks embarrassed, and who's face is totally red not his... but he VERY LOUDLY clears his throat to answer hijikata's next question, as if doing so would somehow salvage any of his remaining dignity. ]
You know, the usual — groceries, cleaning products, whatnot.
[ a pause, then a sigh. ] You already drink so much green tea, and then that robot saw how much you liked it, and now we go through our matcha twice as fast.
[ darn that robot...! ]
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[ and like usual, Hijikata just looks really amused.
but oh... groceries. okay. ]
Well, the matcha does taste pretty good.
[ a pause... it looks like he's contemplating something - but he just says: ] I managed to set him out on an errand, so I'm not sure when he'll be back...
Just to get him out of the house though.
[ good enough excuse...? well, Hijikata picks the swords back up, one by one, readjusting them to his hip. yep! all is good. ] I think I could use a cup of tea right now.
[ that's strange, he thinks — for a number of reasons. the excuse is valid, but there are a few other things that concern him. what if he goes out there and starts doing weird things in public! with hiji's face! hijikata will have to pay the price for that, probably. ]
He's not very like you, then, if you got him to listen to you. A few days ago, wasn't he all bitter about being shoved into a closet?
[ a few days ago... a week ago... a few weeks ago... they're all the same thing.
but it's not as if tsurumaru can come up with a valid reason, so he ignores the oddness of the situation again, instead opting to go take care of the latter. ]
Then, come with me — I'll make you some.
[ but seeing him reattach his swords, he frowns, just a little. ] Are you going to bring your swords with you?
[ true. he was very very bitter? actually, still is. ]
I have my own way of handling things.
[ vague... answer. but whatever.
and damn, Tsurumaru. why can't he bring Kanesada and Horikawa? maybe they want to watch you make tea. but instead of making an excuse he just gives Tsurumaru a look. ]
[ HE'LL FOREVER BE BITTER.. LIKE THE BITTER BEAN JUICE THAT IS COFFEE! that Hijikata has yet to... actually drink. but that's the comparison we're using here. ]
Well, it doesn't really matter.
[ gosh... why you gotta be like this Tsurumaru? well, we should be asking why Hijikata is acting irritable? maybe he hasn't had his daily dose of caffeine yet! who knows! HMM... the mystery. ]
Alright...
[ he'll extend his arm and take a hold of Tsurumaru's hand. tea time! ]
[ at this rate, hijibot will be the first one to discover coffee, rather than hijikata... tsuru did learn how to make a new coffee, though, so he'll show hijikata some time!
anyway, while he's perfectly happy with hijikata's sudden compliance in holding his hand, it's a little concerning... so he's going to voice it! ]
You usually don't take my hand this easily — you don't even like it when I do that chin-head thing.
[ you know, the whole resting chin on head thing! that hijibot probably doesn't know about, unless hijikata's told him. ]
First, you're angry, and then you're nice like this. Is something wrong today?
[ he doesn't know about the chin-head thing, actually. Hijikata did talk to the robot quite a bit which is why the bot was doing a pretty spot on Hijikata act but even then there's some holes!
after a few seconds of silence he just... furrows his eyebrows. ]
Nothing's wrong today. I thought I'd give you a reward -- I'll take my hand back then.
[ unless Tsurumaru has a really tight grip he's going to yank that hand away! ]
[ oh... he didn't comment on it. again, strange!! because hijikata always gets so angry about chin on head, and it makes tsurumaru laugh, even if he sometimes incurs injuries that would usually have to be fixed through a few hours of repair...
but hijikata pulls his hand away before tsurumaru can notice, so no matter how much he tries to avoid it, all he ends up squeezing is empty air. ]
Wait — [ now his hand is lonely...... look what you did. you gave a perfectly good hand loneliness.
so he looks hijikata in the eye and holds out his hand again, because he's stubborn and he doesn't like takebacks!! and now, he's just offended. ] Put it back.
[ Hijikata smirks. he's feeling victorious now! he knows he can easily take control of the situation now...
he'll grab his hand again, but in a fluid, smooth motion he slides the other arm around Tsurumaru's waist. he pulls Tsurumaru's body closer to his own - unless he wants to step back, if that's the case Hijikata will keep pressing forward. he'll tilt his head slightly up to look at his face.
he looks pretty mischievous right now! but he only speaks in a soft whisper, completely opposite of his irritated retorts just now. ]
You're quite demanding aren't you? If I give you what you want then it's only natural you give me something in return -- right?
[ he's gotten a little used to being held by now, but he won't get used to it entirely — which is why he tries to pull away at first, surprised more by the suddenness of the gesture than the situation itself; it's hijikata, after all, and he's prone to doing things like... this.
that still doesn't change how much he freezes up, his breath nervously catching in his throat. and no matter how much he tries to focus on his words, he ends up fumbling for them anyway, composure rapidly slipping away by the second. one day, it's not going to scare him to death!! one day!!!
but to hijikata, that just probably looks like he's really embarrassed... and he is, to an extent, especially when he speaks like that... ]
[ of course, he does notice how Tsurumaru begins to fumble and how it messes with his composure when Hijikata acts like this.
he doesn't answer immediately, Hijikata simple waits for a few moments letting the moment just sink in. he only carefully watches Tsurumaru with his eyes, that same mischievous smirk still on his face -
well, instead of answering he also asks him another question ... almost challenging him in a sense. ]
Of course. It won't be a disappointing one though - will it?
[ the silence lasts long enough to make him fidget, but it's not enough to force hijikata to let go, or anything — not that he'd want him to, but ugh, why is he like this?
but tsurumaru does see that as a thinly veiled insult, rather than a challenge... and it makes him a little angry! so he narrows his eyes a little, sounding blatantly displeased when he speaks up again. ]
What do you mean by disappointing? Have I ever disappointed you before?
Hijikata detaches his hand from Tsurumaru's hand. he lifts it to place his palm gently on Tsurumaru's cheek, using his thumb to caress his skin. almost in a sense to calm him down.
but he doesn't even answer that question! how strange that Hijikata seems to be avoiding a lot and not to mention, also being extremely vague about some things too? he saw how quick and short lasting that last kiss was... however.
[ for some reason, the gesture feels unnatural — hijikata, in general, is a touchy person, and tsurumaru always likes the warmth that radiates from his hands, reminding him that he's alive and well. but the hand against his face right now is cold, even colder than his own skin.
if anything, it reminds him of the hands of corpses, after their warmth has already faded away; of things that aren't alive. (or things that were never alive to begin with.)
and therefore, out of instinct and self-preservation, he immediately slaps hijikata's hand away, glaring at him with a degree of animosity unusual even for him. while he hasn't come to the specific conclusion of the true reason, he knows that humans that are alive are very warm — it's his confirmation that they're still with him.
so, what is he supposed to make of this... his tone is icy, as he continues. ]
Before you teach me anything, you're going to answer that question.
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[ he feels the sharp sting against his hand and pulls it back. he matches Tsurumaru glare with the usual ice cold one.
naturally, he feels angry and irritated at that response. but before speaking, he extends his arm to push Tsurumaru roughly, aiming to back him against the closest wall. in a fluid motion, you can hear the metal of a blade (Horikawa's) as it's unsheathed and the edge is met with Tsurumaru's neck.
the irritation is evident in his voice - he delivers his retort flatly. ]
Huh... No ones defied me and got away alive. Do you want to say that again?
[ it's not that he's not used to being handled in a rough manner, pushed and shoved this way and that — his history has that type of treatment spelled out all over it; it's just that he hadn't expected it from hijikata.
while he's still shocked into silence, trying to comprehend these actions that seem to have no explanation, he just stares, wide-eyed, back at him. out of all of this, he understands just one thing: and it's that he's being threatened, and not in hijikata's usual way. ]
Hijikata, you... [ it's not as if he's dead, but for once, he's not rushing into death's arms.
instead, he presses his back further against the wall, edging away from the blade as best as he can, mere millimeters. he'll try to find his voice again; it comes out as a desperate whisper. ]
[ he makes sure to keep that edge of the sword close to his skin. one false move and Tsurumaru can get seriously nicked! but looking at that expression, seeing him so shocked, and the fact he got him to back up just shows that he's in control right now. ]
I want you all to myself.
[ that voice is almost music to his ears -- he likes being called Hijikata, he's the better replacement obviously. that desperation in his voice is pleasant to his ears. of course, he wants him to talk more. it excites him. it's a delight to hear. ]
I want you... To love me. Hey, tell me that you love me.
[ hijibot will find himself thoroughly disappointed, though, as tsurumaru decides to make it clear that by now, he's caught on. most of his act is bravado, though, because the fact that he's being put at swordpoint by something that looks way too much like hijikata is, well, going to leave a lasting impression in his mind.
so he takes a deep breath, putting all of his effort into keeping his voice steady, since the last thing that he wants hijibot to pick up on is that he's still just as frightened; the first phrase — that he wants him all to himself — is one that frequently comes out of the mouths of collectors and thieves while staring at him, and it makes him remember things that he doesn't want to remember. ]
How can I love you, when I don't love you at all? [ although his voice does shake, just a bit — so there's a pause, before he continues more gently. ]
But I do love him. I love the Hijikata that gets angry at me for messing up, that yells at me for surprising him too many times, that constantly calls me a child and then goes ahead and tells me all of these dirty things, without any kind of shame, but then tries to deny it when I call him kind.
That annoying, bothersome, kind person is someone that I love, more than anyone else that currently exists in the entire world. And if he asks me to, I wouldn't even mind being owned by him for the rest of his life. [ which is mostly a reference to how he was constantly owned BUT, hijikata's filthy kink might take it another way...
but back to the situation at hand! his wistful expression quickly turns back into an angry glare, looking at hijibot with impatience. ]
Keeping me here like this isn't going to make me love you any more.
[ there's a flash of shock on his face -- that's not what he wanted to hear. he recomposes himself rather quickly though, and lets out a sigh, a very irritated one at that however. ]
I see.
[ he retracts the blade, and takes a few steps back. ] So you'd rather have that guy, I'm clearly the better one. Are you stupid?
[ he scoffs. the irritation is blatantly obvious, but for some reason he does seem calmer when Tsurumaru got it through to him - or did he? he lowers his voice. ]
Then I might as well kill so he can't have you.
[ and without one second of hesitation he's already making his move and launching his attack! lifting and thrusting it forward at Tsurumaru's torso. ]
Kill me? My, you're even more possessive than he is. [ ah... his voice still shakes a little, but if it's out of fear, anticipation, or both is indistinguishable.
he swiftly dodges to the side, although the blade will manage to slice through the side of his jacket (but, given how fluffy his jacket is, it practically functions as a pseudo-shield), and before hijikata has a chance to draw his blade back, tsurumaru will reach out to give him a swift kick —
— and manages to dislodge the unused blade from his hip, quickly grabbing kanesada and unsheathing it (it? him? sorry, kanesan) — of course, with kanesada being an uchigatana, there's a length shortage that he has to keep in mind.
blade pointed at hijikata, now — he lifts his chin, to make himself look even braver! because even if hijibot is just a bot, he probably knows all of hijikata's talent with a sword, to an extent. at least, far better than tsurumaru knows kanesada. so he's going to...... bluff? ]
If you know what's good for you, you won't take on the task of killing an unkillable sword.
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the theme song...
but Hijikata makes sure to lean over a bit as Tsurumaru takes out the pen... he has to make sure it isn't a pen that'll mess up the kimono! ]
No, I'll obviously lounge around naked all day.
[ A JOKE... of course he's going to pick out another kimono!! he goes back to the closet and ponders for a minute... which kimono should he wear today!! he decided to just pick a simple black one though, so he begins to put that on. ]
Done yet? At this rate we need to go clothes shopping ... [ well, not right now. just an off-handed comment, really. Hijikata is running low on kimonos he's noticed! so he might as well complain just a bit. ]
1/2
but when hijikata says that, tsurumaru snaps his head up, before hijikata's had a chance to go to the closet.
and, well...
he gets an eyeful of more than he was prepared for. ]
You're n—
why is he like this
Just — just go wear something!!!
[ but he waits for hijikata to go grab something from the closet before he uncovers his eyes again, peeking through the gaps between his fingers. okay, kimono confirmed. this is good. ]
Not yet... be patient, geez. And again? We just went shopping a while ago... it wasn't for kimonos, though.
i wish i can answer that
That isn't the first time you saw me without clothes - right? Stop acting so embarrassed.
[ that's only a sort-of guess, considering Hijikata never told the robot about the time Tsurumaru redressed his wound on his chest. but it's kind of easy to bullshit stuff like this and still sound like you're sure it happened... and honestly -- how can he not point out the embarrassment! ]
I don't feel like going out anyway, I was just saying. [ Hijikata is a patient man! ] So, what did you get?
[ because he did hear the rustle of bags when Tsurumaru did walk in. ]
hes going into the sin bin
Well... that's true, but...
[ because not all minds are dirty like hijibot's!! anyway, while tsurumaru's lowered his hands, he still looks embarrassed, and who's face is totally red not his... but he VERY LOUDLY clears his throat to answer hijikata's next question, as if doing so would somehow salvage any of his remaining dignity. ]
You know, the usual — groceries, cleaning products, whatnot.
[ a pause, then a sigh. ] You already drink so much green tea, and then that robot saw how much you liked it, and now we go through our matcha twice as fast.
[ darn that robot...! ]
the dark man took our edits
but oh... groceries. okay. ]
Well, the matcha does taste pretty good.
[ a pause... it looks like he's contemplating something - but he just says: ] I managed to set him out on an errand, so I'm not sure when he'll be back...
Just to get him out of the house though.
[ good enough excuse...? well, Hijikata picks the swords back up, one by one, readjusting them to his hip. yep! all is good. ] I think I could use a cup of tea right now.
the dark manbot also took our real hijikata
He's not very like you, then, if you got him to listen to you. A few days ago, wasn't he all bitter about being shoved into a closet?
[ a few days ago... a week ago... a few weeks ago... they're all the same thing.
but it's not as if tsurumaru can come up with a valid reason, so he ignores the oddness of the situation again, instead opting to go take care of the latter. ]
Then, come with me — I'll make you some.
[ but seeing him reattach his swords, he frowns, just a little. ] Are you going to bring your swords with you?
AAAA YIP YIP
I have my own way of handling things.
[ vague... answer. but whatever.
and damn, Tsurumaru. why can't he bring Kanesada and Horikawa? maybe they want to watch you make tea. but instead of making an excuse he just gives Tsurumaru a look. ]
Got a complaint?
AAAAA UME YIPS IN THE BACKGROUND
but then he sounds angry again, and then tsurumaru falters a little, because being snapped at makes him nervous. ]
You don't have to sound so angry, you know — I was just asking...
[ now he's even more suspicious!! and now he's sad!! hmm... he decides to extend his hand, though, holding it out towards hijikata. ]
Then, let me hold your hand on the way there.
the dark man is going to take her next
Well, it doesn't really matter.
[ gosh... why you gotta be like this Tsurumaru? well, we should be asking why Hijikata is acting irritable? maybe he hasn't had his daily dose of caffeine yet! who knows! HMM... the mystery. ]
Alright...
[ he'll extend his arm and take a hold of Tsurumaru's hand. tea time! ]
not if i can help it *stuffs her into jacket*
anyway, while he's perfectly happy with hijikata's sudden compliance in holding his hand, it's a little concerning... so he's going to voice it! ]
You usually don't take my hand this easily — you don't even like it when I do that chin-head thing.
[ you know, the whole resting chin on head thing! that hijibot probably doesn't know about, unless hijikata's told him. ]
First, you're angry, and then you're nice like this. Is something wrong today?
what the fuck give her back
after a few seconds of silence he just... furrows his eyebrows. ]
Nothing's wrong today. I thought I'd give you a reward -- I'll take my hand back then.
[ unless Tsurumaru has a really tight grip he's going to yank that hand away! ]
she's mine now
but hijikata pulls his hand away before tsurumaru can notice, so no matter how much he tries to avoid it, all he ends up squeezing is empty air. ]
Wait — [ now his hand is lonely...... look what you did. you gave a perfectly good hand loneliness.
so he looks hijikata in the eye and holds out his hand again, because he's stubborn and he doesn't like takebacks!! and now, he's just offended. ] Put it back.
share her?
[ Hijikata smirks. he's feeling victorious now! he knows he can easily take control of the situation now...
he'll grab his hand again, but in a fluid, smooth motion he slides the other arm around Tsurumaru's waist. he pulls Tsurumaru's body closer to his own - unless he wants to step back, if that's the case Hijikata will keep pressing forward. he'll tilt his head slightly up to look at his face.
he looks pretty mischievous right now! but he only speaks in a soft whisper, completely opposite of his irritated retorts just now. ]
You're quite demanding aren't you? If I give you what you want then it's only natural you give me something in return -- right?
[ he's waiting for an answer... ]
no????? all mine... you make her lift leg
that still doesn't change how much he freezes up, his breath nervously catching in his throat. and no matter how much he tries to focus on his words, he ends up fumbling for them anyway, composure rapidly slipping away by the second. one day, it's not going to scare him to death!! one day!!!
but to hijikata, that just probably looks like he's really embarrassed... and he is, to an extent, especially when he speaks like that... ]
Then, what do you want? A kiss?
[ that's what he usually asks for, right? ]
but. FOOLISH.meme.jpg
he doesn't answer immediately, Hijikata simple waits for a few moments letting the moment just sink in. he only carefully watches Tsurumaru with his eyes, that same mischievous smirk still on his face -
well, instead of answering he also asks him another question ... almost challenging him in a sense. ]
Of course. It won't be a disappointing one though - will it?
um the only fool here is u (red frown emoji)
but tsurumaru does see that as a thinly veiled insult, rather than a challenge... and it makes him a little angry! so he narrows his eyes a little, sounding blatantly displeased when he speaks up again. ]
What do you mean by disappointing? Have I ever disappointed you before?
[ has he, hijibot!!!! has he!!! ]
this offends me
Hijikata detaches his hand from Tsurumaru's hand. he lifts it to place his palm gently on Tsurumaru's cheek, using his thumb to caress his skin. almost in a sense to calm him down.
but he doesn't even answer that question! how strange that Hijikata seems to be avoiding a lot and not to mention, also being extremely vague about some things too? he saw how quick and short lasting that last kiss was... however.
he only replies with another soft whisper-- ]
Then shall I teach you instead?
do you know where we're going? church
if anything, it reminds him of the hands of corpses, after their warmth has already faded away; of things that aren't alive. (or things that were never alive to begin with.)
and therefore, out of instinct and self-preservation, he immediately slaps hijikata's hand away, glaring at him with a degree of animosity unusual even for him. while he hasn't come to the specific conclusion of the true reason, he knows that humans that are alive are very warm — it's his confirmation that they're still with him.
so, what is he supposed to make of this... his tone is icy, as he continues. ]
Before you teach me anything, you're going to answer that question.
ill sleep
naturally, he feels angry and irritated at that response. but before speaking, he extends his arm to push Tsurumaru roughly, aiming to back him against the closest wall. in a fluid motion, you can hear the metal of a blade (Horikawa's) as it's unsheathed and the edge is met with Tsurumaru's neck.
the irritation is evident in his voice - he delivers his retort flatly. ]
Huh... No ones defied me and got away alive. Do you want to say that again?
the lord will find you in your dreams
while he's still shocked into silence, trying to comprehend these actions that seem to have no explanation, he just stares, wide-eyed, back at him. out of all of this, he understands just one thing: and it's that he's being threatened, and not in hijikata's usual way. ]
Hijikata, you... [ it's not as if he's dead, but for once, he's not rushing into death's arms.
instead, he presses his back further against the wall, edging away from the blade as best as he can, mere millimeters. he'll try to find his voice again; it comes out as a desperate whisper. ]
What are you doing?
tbh i need jesus
I want you all to myself.
[ that voice is almost music to his ears -- he likes being called Hijikata, he's the better replacement obviously. that desperation in his voice is pleasant to his ears. of course, he wants him to talk more. it excites him. it's a delight to hear. ]
I want you... To love me. Hey, tell me that you love me.
we all need jesus but especially you
so he takes a deep breath, putting all of his effort into keeping his voice steady, since the last thing that he wants hijibot to pick up on is that he's still just as frightened; the first phrase — that he wants him all to himself — is one that frequently comes out of the mouths of collectors and thieves while staring at him, and it makes him remember things that he doesn't want to remember. ]
How can I love you, when I don't love you at all? [ although his voice does shake, just a bit — so there's a pause, before he continues more gently. ]
But I do love him. I love the Hijikata that gets angry at me for messing up, that yells at me for surprising him too many times, that constantly calls me a child and then goes ahead and tells me all of these dirty things, without any kind of shame, but then tries to deny it when I call him kind.
That annoying, bothersome, kind person is someone that I love, more than anyone else that currently exists in the entire world. And if he asks me to, I wouldn't even mind being owned by him for the rest of his life. [ which is mostly a reference to how he was constantly owned BUT, hijikata's filthy kink might take it another way...
but back to the situation at hand! his wistful expression quickly turns back into an angry glare, looking at hijibot with impatience. ]
Keeping me here like this isn't going to make me love you any more.
nvm i dont want jesus anymore
I see.
[ he retracts the blade, and takes a few steps back. ] So you'd rather have that guy, I'm clearly the better one. Are you stupid?
[ he scoffs. the irritation is blatantly obvious, but for some reason he does seem calmer when Tsurumaru got it through to him - or did he? he lowers his voice. ]
Then I might as well kill so he can't have you.
[ and without one second of hesitation he's already making his move and launching his attack! lifting and thrusting it forward at Tsurumaru's torso. ]
but what if jesus is fake... fake priest
he swiftly dodges to the side, although the blade will manage to slice through the side of his jacket (but, given how fluffy his jacket is, it practically functions as a pseudo-shield), and before hijikata has a chance to draw his blade back, tsurumaru will reach out to give him a swift kick —
— and manages to dislodge the unused blade from his hip, quickly grabbing kanesada and unsheathing it (it? him? sorry, kanesan) — of course, with kanesada being an uchigatana, there's a length shortage that he has to keep in mind.
blade pointed at hijikata, now — he lifts his chin, to make himself look even braver! because even if hijibot is just a bot, he probably knows all of hijikata's talent with a sword, to an extent. at least, far better than tsurumaru knows kanesada. so he's going to...... bluff? ]
If you know what's good for you, you won't take on the task of killing an unkillable sword.
FATHEr....
pours holy water on him too
no!
why is our do-m and do-s backwards like this
i ask ymself this everyday
we Hecked up
im so fucked up
ugh so am i this was a Ride
nap time
it's time to lay down and not wake up forever
wtf stop that
why don't you believe in the eternal nap
no!!! nap!!!
why!! not!!!!
NO NAPS!
AAAAA WHY CANT WE NAP
not allowed :/
but we can take the eternal nap together :(
i watn to live???
but why do you want to live
[history of japan voice] can you maybe chill?
stop i dont believe in chill
sticks in fridge
no it's cold ;__;
closes fridge door
fridges only open from the outside why are you cruel???