>>13483349>>13483438You spy on the guards from the snowy outlook while Skrelp ties all of the dogs to a tree to keep them from going full retard and running away.
"Alright...I think I have an idea to distract them, while also tugging at their heartstrings...But I'm gonna need your help..."
Skrelp oozes out more disgusting purple mush, "Hmm...Well, what did you have in mind?"
"Can you play the piano?"
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You approach the tough, rough, and buff guards all shaky and nervous-like. Even though it's been a long while since you've done this, you still haven't gotten over how humiliating it was, but if you can nail it JUST right...
A shaky note card in your hand, you tense up as they cock their guns.
"OI! STATE BUSINESS HERE OR SHOOT!"
You clear your throat, face red as fuck. It's REALLY a good thing that nobody else but a squid-thing and a few unnamed peons are here to see you do this, if anyone else, god forbid *your mom* or even worse, your mother-in-law, there'd be hell raised.
Sweat trickling down your forehead, you read the card with what little strength you can muster.
"S-S-So...u-um..t-t-this is um, uh...s-something..j-just something s-stupid a-and dumb...that..I...um....
sang at my wedding..... s-so p-please d-don't, um, laugh!"
God that was fucking hard to do.