"Uhhh. . ." Autism. See, no bad.

"Yeah, but I'm not baaaaaad."

"Do you like tacos?"

. . . Yes.

"That sounds yummy! We can have soul tacos fogether!"

"What's a soul? Can you put it on a taco?"

It should be EVERY day. That waybI can have my crunchy munchies goodness all week long. [A dreamy sigh came from Sonata.] Tacos. . .

Are you trying to ruin my taco days? [And the brain cell is. . . somewhere.]

. . . What did you say?

Okie-dokie! [Sonata wasted no time in dashing off with the money. It was very VERY rare to see Adagio like this, and she wasn't going to ruin her chance.]

Yeah, but they deserve more than one day.

That's what I'm saying!

[Magenta eyes lit up as the money was placed in her hands, as if she was a kid in a candy store.] Oh my gosh, thankyouthankyouthankyouuuuuu! [Right as she was about to hug the other siren, she stopped. Even as dense Sonata is, something felt off.] . . . What's the catch?

Can we make "Taco Saturday" a thing? That would be pretty cool.

. . . Is it Tuesday yet?

The siren would almost fall over, but was able to catch herself. "No worries, you're good." She paused for a brief second. "Have you seen the food court around here? I heard they have a special on tacos!"

"Hmmmm 🎶. . ." She's humming to herself. Is. . . Is she even aware of what's going on?

. . . Taco Tuesday?

❝GOT THE SONG THAT MAKES YOU LOSE IT.❝ ››› sonata dusk. part of the dazzlings. a malevolentsiren banished to a world without magic. a roleplay account set in the my little pony verse. another muse of #pαѕтelpαlleтeѕ.