today is tough
but we’re going to make it through an—
Jak, no, that’s not for you, honey! You can have one of the beaters when I’m done with the icing, alright?
<3
“… what are you doing?”
today is tough
but we’re going to make it through an—
Jak, no, that’s not for you, honey! You can have one of the beaters when I’m done with the icing, alright?
<3
“… what are you doing?”
Put one (or more) of these in my ask box, and I’ll answer them!
☾ : Sleep headcanon
☠ : Drinking/drunk headcanon
☼ : Childhood headcanon
☯ : Genderbent headcanon
⋆ : Sex headcanon
☮ : Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon
☄ : Any AU headcanon (modern, school, medieval, and so on)
♤ : Cooking headcanon
☻ : Mood headcanon
♒ : Any other question of your choosing
(( Yes))
“Is that a question or a statement?”
Aaaand that was as much stupidity as he could bare to subject himself to after his misadventure.
Now where on Mobius were Egon and Jak?
“I believe you’re referring to an alternative universe or a potential future. In which all I have to say is that perhaps in that case the plan takes time.
Or I’m dead. Difficult to say.”
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“Most people are afraid of death. Some realize there are worse things- but that is the blunt method. People often have short sighted goals- either offer a method towards that or a threat to it and you’ll often get a response that you can work with.”
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“No.”
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“Mm hmm. I didn’t miss you, grey face.”
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He laughed.
“Gods, no.”
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Strange message. No one was standing beside him here- his base was his sacred place and any intruders would be taken care of immediately.
“No, not NIDS- I’m referring to the thin film of cancer that coats the entirity of Mobius known as ‘all sentient life’. Which yes, unfortunately includes you.”
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