⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘠 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝑩𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝑳𝙐𝘾𝙆☘︎, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒫𝘈𝘓.ᐟ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘠 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝑩𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙉𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝑳𝙐𝘾𝙆☘︎, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒫𝘈𝘓.ᐟ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝓝𝐎 ⠀ MALE ⠀ 𝖢𝖠𝖭 ⠀ 𝓡𝑬𝓢𝙄𝙎𝙏 𝑀͟𝒴͟ 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙼, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝖭𝖮𝖳 ⠀ 𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖭 ⠀ 𝒴𝒪𝓤. ༝༚༝༚ও ⠀

͏͏͏ 𝘞𝘌’𝘙𝘌 𝘙𝘜𝘕𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘎𝘏 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙎.ᐟ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐘𝗢𝗨 𝙒𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖳𝗜𝗠𝗘, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐌𝐘 𝐓͟𝖶͟𝖨͟𝖭͟ ᵎᵎ ⠀

bless you!! ( 😌 )

{ sprawled out on the couch. }

{ sat by the wrecker statue in the town square— AAHH, there’s that helicopter JERK… he looks just as full of himself in this hologram like he does in real life. surely he isn’t like that all the time if he snagged that polite cityspeaker. * 💭 }

( he’s so cooooolll… * 💭 )

{ holding his hand while he smokes away. teehee. }

{ following him along like a puppy! hopefully rumble isn’t around, because she feels like holding HANDS. }

yeah! i’ll come with. { she’s endured the smoke before whenever chatting with rumble, consider her immune by now. }

okay, sounds good. { she ends her scratching with a gentle pat to his back, moving to a stand so she can waddle over to her mirror. everybody has to make sure they look good before going out— clicking her visor back on! }

love you too, hehe! do you want a cube or something? i’m getting hungry. might go to the store. { so cutteeeee. she won’t mess with his wings, though! }

nuh - uh. i’m okay… thanks. ( 😌 ) { inching closer to smooch his cheek, leaning back to sit right behind him once more. starting up the scratches! }

hmm? yeah. i’m just bored… do you want me to stop? { halting her servos, moving to peek over his shoulder… }

{ he’s so cute when he’s focused! maybe she can help with some back scratches… moving her servos upwards to reach up to his shoulders, traveling back down again. you’re going to distract him, girl. }

{ playing with the grooves along frenzy’s back. }

{ crawly crawly. hehe. }

{ skittering around where she shouldn’t be. you’re going to get into some trouble, cassette. }

{ anyways. at least he didn’t step over those pretty purple flowers, grabbing the right colored pencils to fill in the sketch. }

{ giant walking dork. aggressive scribbling now. }

{ scribbling away in her sketchbook… it’s quiet today, with not a lot of people out and about. perfect time to sketch some nature landscapes. }

{ but what if he’s alone forever in the relationship department… * 🥺 }

{ … or a boyfriend… }

{ step one: get a girlfriend… }

{ okay now you’re just being dramatic, rumble. }

{ JUST PLAY COOL. }

{ trying her best not to giggle. you’re going to give yourself away, girl. }

{ what a kind little punk he is. she IS going to sneakily hold his hand, though. teehee. }

{ THEY’RE NOTTTTT. * 😣 }

we’re not gonna kiss in front of you. ( ♨️ ) { snuggling IN. }

{ looking over her shoulder… } oh! hi frenzy. ( ☺️ )

{ the truth hurts. * 😔 }

{ probably not. it’s not too scary of a movie, really. }

{ she’s never seen this before! sipping her cube while she quietly watches. * 😯 }

{ waddling on over to the couch, taking a seat on the very end as to not ruin his spawled out time. what’s he watching? }

{ BIGGGG sigh of relief. quietly stepping over to the fridge for a cube! }

{ carefully coming down the steps to head into the living room. hopefully rumble’s creepy friend won’t be staying the night. }

oohh… i see. want me to try and take a look…? { she’s pretty good with her hands, anyway— and is definitely more gentle than either twin. }

{ you thought wrong, tracer. she’s a pink scaredy cat. snuggling up to frenzy… } okay. thank you… what were you doing in here while i was gone?

i’m scared of him in the complete DARK. { shivering. } no— don’t do that…

n - no, that… scary friend rumble has. he was in the, um, living room but followed me upstairs… { she can’t get any closer to him, clinging onto his frame for safety. }

{ pushing open the door and attempting to slam it behind her to keep the demons ( tracer ) out, skittering closer to the other cassette to hide behind. why is he chasing her!! } fren… frenzy, he’s following me— hide meeee… ( 😣 )

{ SHE’S GOING TO CRY!!! hurriedly keeping up the pace with her strides, making a frantic beeline to her room— please let frenzy be there still. * 😰 }

{ JOLTS. quickly discarding her empty cube to step on towards the stairs. } n - no! i’m just fine! { running upstairs in the dark is always scary, especially when you’re trying to outrun the demons. }

um… n - nothing… { you have a terrifying presence to you, tracer. scooting closer towards the stairs while trying to down the rest of her cube. }

{ she’s getting a cold chill. now turning her gaze towards the living room, only to be met with a bright blue visor. shaking like a chihuahua… * 💦 }

{ don’t make any sudden moves and… she probably will, either way. shutting the fridge door closed, taking a hefty sip of her cube! }