forum Light-Hearted Cinnamon Roll Chat (Open to Everyone)

Started October 01, 2020 by @murphysgirl

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Abie promptly rolled over and waved her foots in the air. shep want sugar. help shep find sugar!

Atticus paused for a minute. "S-Sorry. What?" He said, looking at his lips, hoping he could lip-read something, before giving the shep sugar, sighing.

Jax woke up in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. She ducked under the covers, whimpering with fear.
Where's Captain? Why am I here? Where's the submarine? Captain wouldn't leave me behind, would he?

Abie waved her foots. he wants to know your name.

"Oh…" He signed "What's your name?"

"Oh, okay! My name is Atticus, and um- I'm deaf." He said, adjusting his glasses.

"I see that! My name is Ben. What time era do you come from?" He signed

Atticus smiled a bit. "I-I come from…uh.. I think the mid 1950's. W-what about you?" He asked, tiling his head.

"Mid-1850s… What's the 1950s like? Are there flying horses?"

Abie, deciding that the two boys would be fine, got up and resumed her search for sugar.
In came Seven, blue curls shining. He frowned at the shep. "Abie, what are you doing?"
shep is not doing anything.
Seven promptly scooped the shep into his arms. "Are you looking for sugar?"
no. Abie waved her tail.
Seven kissed the shep's head and patted her belly; she giggled.

His eyes lit up at the thought of flying horses

Atticus paused, before giggling. "N-No, there's no flying h-horse's, s-sir." He said, holding in a snicker. "I-I wish there was though.."

"Flying horses?" Seven's pale green eyes lit up too, and he came over, Abie still curled up in his arms.

"Are horses still used as a mode of transportation?"

Atticus paused, looking up at the two. "I-I wish there was!" He huffed, crossing his arms at the other figure, feeling awkward.

"How far has technology come?"

"W-Well, they made a car, I-I guess. A-And a televison, along w-with a phone in the late 1990's." He muttered, smiling a bit.

"What's a kar? and what's tell-a-vision?"

shep get to watch her favourite shows on the television, said Abie, wagging her tail.

"Slow down, will you? What's a show? and what is tell-a-vision?"