☆66.5☆ [Fourth Wall]

[tearsofademon]

[So someone has decided to make a fort of blankets and pillows in the corner of the bedroom, and despite a certain Clefairy tugging at his pant leg to try and get him to come out, he's not budging.]

No way, Rose! Every time this happens, I get buried in crap or something else bothersome happens! I'm just gonna wait it out until everything calms down, and nothing annoying's gonna happen.

[Care to glitch into his room and prove him wrong?]

Comments

[secretofthefox]

A little. The Echoes sometimes bring some into their games. And Sparrow's apparently from a world full of them.

[dreamsofahero]

I see... Well, they can be found quite literally everywhere here.

[secretofthefox]

That must make things interesting, huh.

[dreamsofahero]

"Interesting" is one way to put it...

[secretofthefox]

What, they can't be that bad, right?

...Tan, just because you don't burn doesn't mean most people can ride those horses.

[dreamsofahero]

Try taking care of one of them, let alone a half-dozen...

*...Fiere's interjection earns a sudden glance, though; Sion's still not precisely comfortable with things that can talk in his head, though perhaps it can just be shrugged off as surprise or such?*

[secretofthefox]

...I guess half a dozen would need a lot of energy to keep up with.

[Fiere will droop a little, though.]

Why does everyone always find it weird that I can talk...?

[dreamsofahero]

Exactly.

*...and whoops, you weren't supposed to notice that, he must be slipping*

Well, I can't say that sort of thing is precisely common where I'm from...

[secretofthefox]

[He's an observant fox who's also seen it a lot.]

I guess...

Hey, you're just unique. That's nothing to be ashamed of, Fiere.