(....You sure?)-i sigh and slide out from under you and pick you up bridal style,and somehow manage to get off the roof without breaking anything,then set you down on the couch,petting jerry as i go outside and begin twirling in the rain singing little songs from when i was 8 like JohnJacobJinglehimerSmight! and White Corral Bells-
(HELLO!?!)
-i parade around singing feeling like a child-
-i fly after her,also singing at the top of my lungs- JOHN JACOB JINGLEHEIMERSCHMIGHT!...
(Sorry, phone is being buggy) he wakes up from her shrieking on the top of her lungs
(oh ok) -i am sitting in the mud,drawing with a stick,luna smiling as she sits on my shoulder prattling on about some nonsense-
I walk out, half awake"GIT GONE YE BASTARDS" he frantically swings a broom, with a bucket on his head
-i laugh and pick up a handful of mud and fling it at you- NO,YOU OLD PRUNE GEIZER!-i laugh tumbling through the air,then quickly return to Crystals shoulder-
He yells and death nights start to chase and swing at luna, killing everything they touch
-i walk forth in anger and grab you,the knights tide up in unbreakable tree bark- I may love you but NO ONE touches Luna without paying,got that!-i peer right into your face,a katana already in hand-
I look up and yell for them to stop"I am so sorry, I was having a REALLY crazy dream"
-i gasp and grab all sorts of roots,mix them together and put them on the wound,and the wounds trade places,i hold you tightly,then kiss you on the lips before fainting from to much blood loss-
I get up, suck the life out of a nearby salmon and give you that life, healing you instantly"OH my god, are you ok" he holds you tight
-i gasp,holding my side- And to think that isn't the worst injury i have had...
(brb dinner)
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