At the moment I'm thinking about how much I love string, cheese cubes, and various shades of purple!
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
When in doubt, blame the chameleon. He creates a decent disarray by himself, to be sure. But when one grows bored for the day and begins carelessly doodling on an important stack of papers, one can accidentally find himself with an overturned ink pot and a giant wet spot. Who is to blame for this incredible mess? The chameleon! Even if you must sometimes make tiny reptilian footprints with your fingers.
I don’t appreciate you taking credit for my accomplishments.
Prince Eugene!
What a wonderful surprise. I haven’t seen you in ages because my adventuring keeps me so obnoxiously busy. It’s very sad how busy I am, and I’m very sorry for making people sad.
A court appointment sounds delightful! I look forward to it and I’ll try to serve to my utmost with honor and integrity.
It’s so kind of you to pledge to be gentlemanly. Since I’ll have a court appointment, I’ll be very fancy and I’ll need to not smell like boots and hot sauce. I also promise to be far more kind than I have been in the past, because that behavior was simply unacceptable.
I’m looking forward to seeing you and Rapunzel and your tiny baby soon!
Love,
Pascal
(#SophieHacksPascal’sAccount)
(If my misplaced posts haven’t already given me away, Pascal has joined the college AU thing going on. I’m taking some time away from this RP for a while, so come visit over there maybe. Cheers!
*Thinks* I still need to eat 2 cups of flour and 1 cup of sugar. They have to be cooked too before I eat them. And then I need to dance around a lot to shake everything up. And then I’ll eat some frosting when I’m done.
how the hell do you cook flour and sugar straight? why didn’t you just make the cake and then eat it? -the possibility of his boots having barf in them was growing more and more likely by the second-
You cook them on the stove the same way you cook eggs. Oh! Or do you think we should do it over a camp fire?! That sounds fun!
*tugs at Flynn’s sleeve* Come on. We need to build a camp fire and tell ghost stories and eat singed flour!
no. no way! i’m not helping you get sick. -he crossed his arms- you’re going to get me in trouble. you’ll be barfing and it’ll be because i gave you stuff i shouldn’t have. no flour, pascal.
Fine. I’ll do it by myself. *plods off*
And I’m not sharing any of my belly cake with you!
Oh! Oh! You’re right! What a good idea! Good job, Grumpy Face.
*He slurped up the rest of his egg and scuttled around in excitement. He held still just a moment, changing from green colored to butter colored, then threw out his arms and grinned.* Ta dah!
Now I’m cake colored. When I eat frosting I’ll change pink. *nods* If I explode I should be pink.
wait, you’re not done? what else are you planning on eating besides frosting? there is a lot of flour in a cake. you’re not going to eat flour are you? -that sounded disastrous-
*Thinks* I still need to eat 2 cups of flour and 1 cup of sugar. They have to be cooked too before I eat them. And then I need to dance around a lot to shake everything up. And then I’ll eat some frosting when I’m done.
how the hell do you cook flour and sugar straight? why didn’t you just make the cake and then eat it? -the possibility of his boots having barf in them was growing more and more likely by the second-
You cook them on the stove the same way you cook eggs. Oh! Or do you think we should do it over a camp fire?! That sounds fun!
*tugs at Flynn’s sleeve* Come on. We need to build a camp fire and tell ghost stories and eat singed flour!
:D That’s why you cook it first!
i don’t think that’s going to help. you already ate a stick of butter and baking soda. you’re a green explosion waiting to happen.
Oh! Oh! You’re right! What a good idea! Good job, Grumpy Face.
*He slurped up the rest of his egg and scuttled around in excitement. He held still just a moment, changing from green colored to butter colored, then threw out his arms and grinned.* Ta dah!
Now I’m cake colored. When I eat frosting I’ll change pink. *nods* If I explode I should be pink.
wait, you’re not done? what else are you planning on eating besides frosting? there is a lot of flour in a cake. you’re not going to eat flour are you? -that sounded disastrous-
*Thinks* I still need to eat 2 cups of flour and 1 cup of sugar. They have to be cooked too before I eat them. And then I need to dance around a lot to shake everything up. And then I’ll eat some frosting when I’m done.
*He slurped up the edge of the egg and let the rest dangle in front of him as he nomed more and more of it into his mouth.*
You’re being really grumpy. Why are you so grumpy, Grumpy Face?
you’re confusing grumpy with concerned. concerned i’ll find uncooked cake barf in my boots later.
:D That’s why you cook it first!
i don’t think that’s going to help. you already ate a stick of butter and baking soda. you’re a green explosion waiting to happen.
Oh! Oh! You’re right! What a good idea! Good job, Grumpy Face.
*He slurped up the rest of his egg and scuttled around in excitement. He held still just a moment, changing from green colored to butter colored, then threw out his arms and grinned.* Ta dah!
Now I’m cake colored. When I eat frosting I’ll change pink. *nods* If I explode I should be pink.
-he fried the egg for pascal and received many odd looks from the kitchen staff. when it was done he tossed it on a plate and set it in front of him- <_<
*He slurped up the edge of the egg and let the rest dangle in front of him as he nomed more and more of it into his mouth.*
You’re being really grumpy. Why are you so grumpy, Grumpy Face?
you’re confusing grumpy with concerned. concerned i’ll find uncooked cake barf in my boots later.
:D That’s why you cook it first!
Does this mean you’re not going to fry this egg for me?
-he sighed, giving up- fine. i’ll fry the egg for you. but if you throw up…..
-he fried the egg for pascal and received many odd looks from the kitchen staff. when it was done he tossed it on a plate and set it in front of him- <_<
*He slurped up the edge of the egg and let the rest dangle in front of him as he nomed more and more of it into his mouth.*
You’re being really grumpy. Why are you so grumpy, Grumpy Face?
