Enderchicken

Polty: :0 [Wat, there's so much fluff under your green.] *pets*

Iolo: Don't touch the do, dude! *swats away*

Polty: [Aww, fine. You're so fussy, green-face!] >:o ... 8>

Iolo: *flails* Put me down!

Polty: [Fine, fine, sit still.] *puts him down carefully, keeping a loopy arm around his shoulders* [Don't run away now, green-face.]

Iolo: >____> *displeased with the situation* Wish I'd stayed in my domicile today.

Polty: *waves other arm around* [Is this where you live? :> Oh wait. Hmm... How could I make you understand me...] |:?

Iolo: *grumble mumbles nothing in particular*

Polty: [Oh! I have an idea! 8>!] *grabs him and teleports inside Jazz's house* [Okay, now we just have to find the paper!] *sets him down and rifles through a chest*

Iolo: O_O THAT WASN'T COOL BRO TAKE ME BACK

Polty: *stops and looks at him* :o [What're you yelling for? Help me look!] *finds dye and sets that out, still looking for paper*

Iolo: I'M REALLY CONFUSED AND UNCOMFORTABLE ABOUT THIS CURRENT SITUATION *stands around like a dummy*

Polty: [Fine, just stand there and keep screeching like a weirdo. Pfff, you're probably going to be too dumb to even get what I'm doing... Ah!] *found paper* :> [But it's worth a try!] *sets up paper and dye on top of chest*

Iolo: *looks around for a door 'cause this is pretty effed up* I THINK I'LL JUST GO YEAH

Polty: *dips claw in dye and draws* [Uh... Wow, this is hard. So I guess I'm like really tall... and I have these thingies on me... and you're short and you have a really fluffy head and a square face and weird feet- Hey, no, look!] *quickly draws a jeff and puts it in front of him* :>! [See that? It means I'm your friend!]

Iolo: *squints at it* ... I am not an endersexual, chickenman.

Polty: :D [So you do get pictures? Come here!] *grabs his arm and pulls him towards the paper and dye* [I dunno how you can draw with those big, fat fingers, but.] :>>>>?

Iolo: o_o *does not like being dragged about* ... What do you even want, chickenman? I don't do fingerpainting.

Polty: [Look-] *dips finger in dye and draws a squiggle* [See? Oh! Oooor-] *looks in other chest and gets out a little piece of coal* [You can hold this with your fat little fingers and draw.] *tries to and makes a blob* :i;

Iolo: Uh, you want me to draw? It'd be easier with a feather. Or a stick. Or something.

Polty: *not clever enough to think of that; staring at him expectantly* o^o? *also, left the other chest open and it has that kinda stuff in it*

Iolo: *really just wants to go home and not deal with enderpeoples of various descriptions* >_>; Dude, I'm just going to go. *turns towards door*

Polty: *runs in front of him* D: [Aw, don't be shy, little guy! I bet you could draw something! Show me how you feel on the paper, pleeeeeeeeeeaaaseeee?] 0v0

Iolo: Duuuuude, quit blocking me! *kicks in the shin*

Polty: *ouchie enderman noise*! :<!

Iolo: *goes around 'cause it's not like he's much of a roadblock* >_>

Polty: :< [Fine; I'll just try again when you're not so grouchy! But I don't think you'll know your way back from here.] *puts a hand on his shoulder and teleports back to where he found him*

Iolo: o_o EeeeuuuuuaaAAAAAAHH DON'T DO THAT

Polty: [What are you complaining for; I took you all the way back home!] >:< *crosses arms*

Iolo: FEELS EFFING WEIRD, YO

Polty: [Oh, shut up, Greeny.]

Iolo: I'M GOING NOW DON'T FOLLOW ME YOU'RE NOT A WOLF *stomps off*

Polty: *loudly and poorly mimics what he said* >:< [Lol.]

Iolo: *flails and keeps stomping, which is dumb, because this is a desert and sand doesn't get stomped in a satisfactory maner*

Polty: [Bye, Greeny McGrumpy-Fluffhead!] *b'cha*