@ElderGod-yellowqueen
(PICKED, FUCK I MEANT PICK)
(PICKED, FUCK I MEANT PICK)
(I KNOW, BUT I CAN'T UNSEE THAT NOW HAHAHAHAHAHA)
(WHAT THE FUCK I LEAVE FOR A FEW MINUTES)
(I'M SORRY I MEANT PICKED)
(AHAHAHA)
(I'M SIDES HURT FROM LAUGHING HELP)
Kaz turned in his sleep as the electric field of a vehicle edged at his consciousness. It didn't come and go like he thought it would, and it bugged him enough to wake him up. "Ugh. You picked a shitty getaway van," he grumbled tiredly as he stretched
(KAZ WOULDA BEEN LIKE 'BITCH THE FUCK')
Most kids his age would have flinched at the profane language, but his mother cursed plenty at him in the past.
He gently set him in the passenger seat. "Sorry darling. Best I could get. Try to go back to sleep." He kissed him quickly before pulling back. "Everyone, like in."
(LMAOOOO)
Malachi slid into the van without a word.
(Let's say Chandra got in too shhhh)
(I'M DYING INSIDE SMH) Kaz made a small noise of pain as the movement caused his ribs to hurt a little. "Too much of a field. Can't sleep," he muttered
He crouched down beside him. "Are hi going to be okay or do I need to call for another car?" He asled worriedly
(I wanna make Malachi say: Another car, damn it. This one's shit.
but that's not what his character's like XDDD)
"M'fine. Quit worrying. Lotsa cars do this to me, it's fine," Kaz said, waving a hand tiredly in his direction
(lol, Lata totally would do that)
(SHE WOULD THOUGH)
(She would easily be able to flip off Kaden too lol)
(I'm drawing the cinnamon roll rn though)
(yeah lol)
(And realizing all my markers are upstairs… =_=)
(wait which cinnamon roll, my cinnamon roll?)
(No, mine lol. I'm taking a break from the group pic and drawing Malachi)
(yes, draw the dragon child so I know how to draw him)
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