@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
(Because SCIENCE)
"No you're fine." Tyson patted her back. "It's Gerard. He's a menace."
"Excuse me?"
(Because SCIENCE)
"No you're fine." Tyson patted her back. "It's Gerard. He's a menace."
"Excuse me?"
Lucille laughed and laid her head on Tyson’s shoulder.
Tyson rested his head on her's. "I wish this storm would stop."
(TOPIC OF THE DAY)
(:O)
“Same..”
(.-.)
(._.)
(:D)
(•u•)
(Do you wanna RP and time skip[?)
(yea! :D)
(Lez go)
Tyson frowned as they trekked across the ice. "Do you feel something?"
"What do you mean?" Lucille frowned, "Like I feel the headache from the wind if that's what you're asking."
"Poor baby." Tyson said. "I mean like, I feeling like you're being watched?"
"…no?"
Gerard stuck his head out. "It might be me."
Lucille shrugged.
Tyson shushed them. "Don't you hear it?"
Lucille shook her head, “What am I supposed to be hearing?”
Tyson gestured, exasperated. "That sound! The weird creaking/grunting sound!"
(DUDE I FOUND THE SONG FROM STUDIO C www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUYg5gnu_Q0)
(hOLY COWS)
“I… don’t hear it?”
Tyson grabbed her head. "Shut up. Listen really hard."
“Ow-how do you listen hard?”
Tyson sighed. "You just listen. Attentively. There it is!" A slight moaning sound came from below them.
“Holy shist what the flipping heck is that?” Lucille shrieked.
"Calm down!" Tyson exclaimed. "Quiet."
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