[RP Account/Mun is 26/SFW only]
He shakes his head, smiling at his cousin as he chuckles again.
"It's good to be back here!"
He has been on his own for awhile while causing some trouble, so it's nice to have some reunions!
"Hey, what's gotten inta ya, cuz?"
He shakes his head, smiling at his cousin as he chuckles again.
"It's good to be back here!"
❤️ +200
...Tastes like a sandwich if it was blended.
Preparing more tea to drink.
❤️ +200
...Tastes like a sandwich if it was blended.
Preparing more tea to drink.
"Hey, what's gotten inta ya, cuz?"
"Mmm...!"
Yup, definitely Reuben, and definitely a tuna sandwich in his paw. Two, in fact, one of which he holds out to his blue-furred cousin.
"Hey, what's gotten inta ya, cuz?"
Yup, definitely Reuben, and definitely a tuna sandwich in his paw. Two, in fact, one of which he holds out to his blue-furred cousin.
"Uwah...? ...! Achi-baba!"
What's more noticable? The voice, or the sudden smell of a tuna sandwich?
Yup, definitely Reuben, and definitely a tuna sandwich in his paw. Two, in fact, one of which he holds out to his blue-furred cousin.
What's more noticable? The voice, or the sudden smell of a tuna sandwich?
Misses the other experiments. His friends.
Especially Reuben and Angel.
"..."
Sigh-
What's more noticable? The voice, or the sudden smell of a tuna sandwich?
"Probably gonna open a sandwich place back on Hawaii... 'least I got family there and not just ol' blubberbutt."
"Probably gonna open a sandwich place back on Hawaii... 'least I got family there and not just ol' blubberbutt."
And off he disappears, before reappearing several seconds later with the neatest sandwich ever constructed; perfectly constructed and perfectly filled.
And off he disappears, before reappearing several seconds later with the neatest sandwich ever constructed; perfectly constructed and perfectly filled.
"Maybe more weirdos out there, but if they aim't Jumba's, they ain't a cousin."
"Beside, I make the sandwiches, I don't guard 'em. Who'd you think I am? You?"
He snickers.
"Maybe more weirdos out there, but if they aim't Jumba's, they ain't a cousin."
"Beside, I make the sandwiches, I don't guard 'em. Who'd you think I am? You?"
He snickers.
"...Unfortunately, we're also all out. Trust Ten Tons of Space Shark to make off with the last slices."
"Beside, I make the sandwiches, I don't guard 'em. Who'd you think I am? You?"
He snickers.
"...Unfortunately, we're also all out. Trust Ten Tons of Space Shark to make off with the last slices."
"...Unfortunately, we're also all out. Trust Ten Tons of Space Shark to make off with the last slices."