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[thevineintervention]

Who: Aerta and the Sky with A Robin
When: Day 19, early afternoon
Where: Apartment C we probably left it open again
What: Just a nice, fambly day at home with wholesome- NO AERTA NO


My, aaah- you know, my favorite thing about you, I should think, well, the thing I like about being near you.  It's the sound of wings!


[smooshes his head a little]


All the time, like little beebats.

Comments

[larcenous]

Are you superheroes all brothers?

[brokenbird]

...uhm. I don't know.

[larcenous]

Sherlock n' John are tough to place, too.

[brokenbird]

That's true too. Sherlock doesn't like any of us, I think.

[larcenous]

Doesn't he like Shinichi?

[brokenbird]

I haven't seen.

[larcenous]

Well, they're both detectives.

[brokenbird]

Yeah. But Sherlock is like.... Sherlock.

[larcenous]

He's like a grumpy, way-too-smart currwis.

[brokenbird]

Currwis?

[larcenous]

[describes something that sounds much like a scaley cat]

[brokenbird]

I want one.

[larcenous]

It'd tease Gian.

[brokenbird]

Why is that a bad thing?

[larcenous]

Good point.

[brokenbird]

It'd keep him on his toes.

[larcenous]

'til he tries to burrow.

Even a currwis might turn its nose up at that a blanketpile that gross.

[brokenbird]

It's not THAT gross.

[larcenous]

Only 'cuz I yell at him to wash it every few days.

[brokenbird]

Ooohhhh.

[larcenous]

I have to make him shower, too.

[brokenbird]

He's really a dog...

[larcenous]

I'm glad I picked him up.

[brokenbird]

Like pets?

[larcenous]

I've never had one before.