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*Normally Raph doesn't pick up Saturday night shifts, but considering that he has no where else to go now that his rooftop abode has gone all blue-screeny, he's here.
He's here, and he doesn't look all that happy about it.
If you're a kangaroo in boxing gloves, beware.
Actually, even if you aren't it's probably best to tread carefully.*
He's here, and he doesn't look all that happy about it.
If you're a kangaroo in boxing gloves, beware.
Actually, even if you aren't it's probably best to tread carefully.*
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Now Raph is walking directly under it when something (Seismic activity? Weird energy flows? Dark Gods of Comedy?) causes it to roll off of its perch.
SPLAT!
And our grumpy Security officer is baptized in bright, pink slime!
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Muthafuck!
*He wipes a hand across his forehead, in an attempt to see what exactly it is that's not glopping on his head, as well as to keep the mysterious substance out of his eyes.
Raph doesn't know what it is, but it sure as hell burns. He looks up to see if he can spy what fucktard is responsible, but all he gets is a big whiff of what he believes is strawberry.*
Oooh, icecream topping!
*Yes, Raph believes his head is now covered in a tasty treat.*
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Raph's in for one hell of a night.
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"Uh... you okay there?"
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*He extends a pink gloopy hand towards Lilly. Sharing is caring.*
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"You know, I think I'm good on pink goo for the day. It's all yours... whatever it is."
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*He says with apparent glee.*
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"Strawberry what?"
It's Milliways. This could be strawberry-flavored dinosaur snot or spinal nectar or anything.
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*Mmm. DEEE-Licious!*
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"Are you drunk?"
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Huh? What? Nahh. I don't get drunk.
*Duhhh!*
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She's still eyeing the pink goop.
"So. This stuff is alcoholic, huh?"
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Know it's tasty though.
*Is that a happy sight? By glod I think it is.*
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"Okay, where did you obtain this possibly alcoholic, probably psychedelic slime?"
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"You look surprisingly happy, mon ami. You hate pink."
Fleur's got a basketball for a belly and a little black dress. Yeah, she's one hot mama.
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*He walks towards her with arms wide open.
Someone wants a hug.*
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Yeah, okay. Fuck the dress. She wraps her arms around his neck and giggles. "'ello."
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you're warm.
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*Raph pulls away to get a better look at THE BELLY OF THE TWINS!*
That's wild.
*Then without asking, he puts both hands on her belly.*
strawberry stuff fell from the sky....
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It's the only way to properly describe her reaction. And she lets out a deep sigh and reminds herself to make Raph buy her a new dress when he isn't covered in pink-strawberry-slime-whatever-it-is stuff. So she pats his hands and smiles anyway. 'Cause it's Raph.
"Oui. Iz two. 'usband haz very strong sperm."
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*He says with a grin to his voice.*
When do they hatch?
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"What? You don't want to know about Bill'z mighty sperm? Iz always huge amountz. Wonderful man!"
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*Dear lord, did he just say that outloud? What the hell has happened to his inner monologue? THE SLIME HAS ATE IT! ONOES!*
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