>>6185495“Oh mama quack-a, no big deal you say?! Bet your ass you’d downplay going to the moon! Oof!” Crossbill really likes what she’s seeing! She’s mildly curious about the scars tho as she places the tip of her fingers on them. “Right, everyone?”
“You’re more of a man than I thought...” Suan De never saw this coming, even if it was painfully obvious to everyone else. The size of the scars impresses her for some reason.
“Meow.” Bradford Jr. approves. What a bro.
“<span class="mu-i">Johnny…</span>” Ruby is left with her mouth open.
“<span class="mu-i">Teacher…</span>” Ichie is left with her mouth open.
“Girls? You two alright?” Crossbill notices part of the hobo squadron is in a trance. She waves her hand in front of them but nothing happens. Their eyes are locked on you. “I think you broke ‘em, Knockout.”
“Oh no…” You’d put your shirt back on, but it’s against the rules!
“This had to have happened before. How long do these goofy gals stay like this?” Crossbill half deduces. You shrug in response.
“They’re messing with us. Let’s hose them up or throw them in their beds.” Suan De shows no mercy.
“Sounds funny, but I don’t want anyone to catch a cold. No one likes a stuffy nose.” Crossbill shows mercy. “Do you guys have any markers?”
“No pranks.” You shake your head.
“Bwah. Okay, Knockout. You left ‘em like this, any ideas?” Crossbill pouts.
Welp, you think this shouldn’t happen again after they get used to it, so as long as you break them from whatever this is. You’ll be good to go again!
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Kiss their foreheads. Start with Ruby.>Snap your fingers. Start with Ichie.>Suan De is right. Put them to bed.>Tell Bradford Jr. to do *it.*>Play one round without them.>Write In.<span class="mu-s">If you deal with this properly, who should be the next king?</span>
>You.>Ichie.>Ruby.>Suan De.>Crossbill.(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)
