Ask-Stan-Hovenira

“,,, h,,,hehe,,,, thanks havent had cheek pats in decades...”

“I hit the woah in front of ghost mommy & she looked sad”

Stan stan does roo

//aye

**he only sighed softly, it was annoying to him that he was back here. but all he wanted to say was sorry. he put his hand on top oh his shoulder, a little smile was on his face though** look stan. i…i forgive you. but…why do you try so hard? hm? why do you even like me? after what ive done to you, you still come back. for what? hm? im…im not a god or king or…whatever. im not like you…i just…dont know what i am…so…why stan…why?…

“I-…. I like you because… You make me happy… no matter what… I… Look I am sorry I just… I should go…”

no…wait… **he grabbed ahold of his shoulder before he could leave** …y-you…you still didnt answer my question…why. what makes you think im a god like all of you?…what made you think i was strong enough to…be like you guys?!…i-i…dont understand stan…please…tell me…

but how? how was i worthy?! hm?! doesnt a god themselves have the power to make another god or something?! huh?! answer my question, stan! **he raised his voice slightly, he wasnt mad, but he was getting annoyed with him ignoring his question**

“I-… I don’t want t-to ever answer… no more questions.. please…”

i-i…im sorry…i should go now…b-but before i go…a-at least…have this present…to apologize on what ive done to you before…and what i did now…please…keep it. and keep it safe… **he gave him a beautiful and sparkling diamond bronze rose. it was…quite magnificent, a never before seen item that somewhat slimestery had. after that, he started to walk away, not even looking back at the god as he left**

**he only sighed softly, it was annoying to him that he was back here. but all he wanted to say was sorry. he put his hand on top oh his shoulder, a little smile was on his face though** look stan. i…i forgive you. but…why do you try so hard? hm? why do you even like me? after what ive done to you, you still come back. for what? hm? im…im not a god or king or…whatever. im not like you…i just…dont know what i am…so…why stan…why?…

“I-…. I like you because… You make me happy… no matter what… I… Look I am sorry I just… I should go…”

no…wait… **he grabbed ahold of his shoulder before he could leave** …y-you…you still didnt answer my question…why. what makes you think im a god like all of you?…what made you think i was strong enough to…be like you guys?!…i-i…dont understand stan…please…tell me…

but how? how was i worthy?! hm?! doesnt a god themselves have the power to make another god or something?! huh?! answer my question, stan! **he raised his voice slightly, he wasnt mad, but he was getting annoyed with him ignoring his question**

“I-... I don’t want t-to ever answer... no more questions.. please...”

**he only sighed softly, it was annoying to him that he was back here. but all he wanted to say was sorry. he put his hand on top oh his shoulder, a little smile was on his face though** look stan. i…i forgive you. but…why do you try so hard? hm? why do you even like me? after what ive done to you, you still come back. for what? hm? im…im not a god or king or…whatever. im not like you…i just…dont know what i am…so…why stan…why?…

“I-…. I like you because… You make me happy… no matter what… I… Look I am sorry I just… I should go…”

no…wait… **he grabbed ahold of his shoulder before he could leave** …y-you…you still didnt answer my question…why. what makes you think im a god like all of you?…what made you think i was strong enough to…be like you guys?!…i-i…dont understand stan…please…tell me…

but how? how was i worthy?! hm?! doesnt a god themselves have the power to make another god or something?! huh?! answer my question, stan! **he raised his voice slightly, he wasnt mad, but he was getting annoyed with him ignoring his question**

**he only sighed softly, it was annoying to him that he was back here. but all he wanted to say was sorry. he put his hand on top oh his shoulder, a little smile was on his face though** look stan. i…i forgive you. but…why do you try so hard? hm? why do you even like me? after what ive done to you, you still come back. for what? hm? im…im not a god or king or…whatever. im not like you…i just…dont know what i am…so…why stan…why?…

“I-…. I like you because… You make me happy… no matter what… I… Look I am sorry I just… I should go…”

no…wait… **he grabbed ahold of his shoulder before he could leave** …y-you…you still didnt answer my question…why. what makes you think im a god like all of you?…what made you think i was strong enough to…be like you guys?!…i-i…dont understand stan…please…tell me…