Lost His Way

The blond couldn’t help but stifle a small laugh. He knew he couldn’t be that old, but he decided to humor the other, nodding a bit instead. “A bazillion years is a long time there, Lumpy, I’m just glad I lived long enough to break the ice.” Nothing like a little pun. He’s picked up on modern syntax the more he spent with the residents, so he was lucky he understood. “Perhaps the air is getting warmer. I generally used to stay in colder places,” Cro mused aloud, giving a small smile.

Lumpy chuckled happily, being pretty sure he understood that pun thingy. "Wayull, as long as ya hangin' 'round wit' us, it doesn't matter if ya a bazillion years old or a zillion years old~" He chuckled again, a grin being almost permanently glued on his face. "An' yeah...somthin' bout warming global or sumthin'?"

Humming a note, he tilted his head to the side, shrugging an affirmation. He was glad the other was happy to finally see him out of the ice, even though he was a bit wary to do so. “We’ll just say a long time,” Cro began, still trying to brush ice off of himself, “I… was a caveman for a time.”

"Wow..." Lumpy thought for a moment, attempting to think when cavemen were around. "So...you must be about a bazillion years old!" He chuckled, thinking that he was correct. "But, it's good ta see ya 'live n well~ Ah am a lil' confused 'bout how that ice was on for so long though...but, ah ain't gonna question it, stranger things happen."

Cro blinked, dusting shards of ice and snow out of his hair with a sleeved hand. Looking up when he heard a familiar voice, a smile came to the only facial feature that could really be seen. “Hey there, Lumpy, you look… happy.”

"'Course ahm happy! Ah finally get ta meet the guy we've known for so long, yet never been able ta talk to~" He chuckled happily, looking over the male properly and nodding his head. "How long were ya trapped in that there block a ice? Cause ya looked like some kinda caveman or somethin'." 

{❝} That would be a sleepover, wouldn’t it? It wasn’t like Lumpy hadn’t come around his house before, because he had, but Russell wasn’t really sure that he was willing to invite him over for that kind of thing. Now wasn’t really the time to talk about it, since he wasn’t really in the happiest of moods though. “I’ll think about it.” If that chuckle signaled that it had been a joke, he had clearly taken it the wrong way. “I’m going to have to go with the second thing you said. I’ve been having a relatively difficult time getting to sleep recently.” Okay, Lumpy was a tad bit too close for Russell’s tastes now. "I’m not going to tell you again, because i just said it." 

Lumpy nodded again and moved away, and big dumb grin still on his face as he walked toward their destination...that he had forgotten. "Hey uh...where are we goin' again?" He asked, turning to Russell, and then back to Cuddles and Nutty. Cuddles gave a small shrug, realizing that Nutty had been in charge of that. He told Lumpy something to do with Nutty's garage, and Lumpy secretly hoped that the sugar junkie still had some candy lying around he could take. He nodded his head and began to a hum a little tune to himself...clearly it was made by him, since it made no sense whatsoever. The chords were kinda jumpy, and the tune would go from fast to slow really quickly. He wasn't too great at this. 

(Because I'm an asshole) "Hey there Flaky" He greeted.

you are amaze shhhh sweetie

you are amaze shhhh sweetie

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