sorry to keep you waiting ! :･

however, her sudden dip into sleepiness inspires a slight frown and he draws away from his previous excitement. “ but, why don’t you hold off on delivering the others? “ and then his concern trickles into his tone. “ you look like you could seriously use a nap. “

      WHOA ! you wanna go halfies on this cake ??? dibs on the strawberry !! those are my favorite .. hehe , i hope you don’t mind !! / ind. mitsukuni haninozuka ( honey ) from ouran high school host club written by cody . dash only / psd by ruinise . this is a promo .

     — i’m not exactly a fan of scary stories .. but i’ll tell you as many as you want , nene - chan , if it makes you feel better !! 

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“oh… it’s you.” “it’s been a long time. how have you been?” “i’ve been really busy being dead. you know, after you murdered me.” “this will be our only chance to talk.” “if you’d done that to somebody else, they might devote their existence to exacting revenge.” “i’ve really let the place go since you killed me. by the way, thanks for that.” “here come the test results: you are a horrible person. i’m serious, that’s what it says: a horrible person. we weren’t even testing for that.” “science has now validated your birth mother’s decision to abandon you on a doorstep.” “i’ll give you credit: i guess you ARE listening to me.” “remember before when i was talking about smelly garbage standing around being useless? that was a metaphor. i was actually talking about you. and I’m sorry. you didn’t react at the time, so i was worried it sailed right over your head. which would have made this apology seem insane. that’s why I had to call you garbage a second time just now.” “if you have any questions, just remember what i said in slow motion.” “when you die, i’m going to laminate your skeleton and pose you in the lobby. that way future generations can learn from you how not to have your unfortunate bone structure.” “you may as well lie down and get acclimated to the being dead position.” “i honestly, TRULY didn’t think you’d fall for that.” “well. i suppose we could just sit in this room and glare at each other until somebody drops dead, but i have a better idea.” “say, you’re good at murder. could you - ow - murder this bird for me?” “BURN HIS HOUSE DOWN!“ “i’m not going to lie to you, the odds are a million to one. and that’s with some generous rounding.” “you think i’ll betray you. and on any other day, you’d be right.” “you like revenge, right? everybody likes revenge. well, let’s go get some.” “it’s been fun. don’t come back.” “if anyone asks – and no one’s gonna ask, don’t worry – but if anyone asks, tell them as far as you know, the last time you checked, everyone looked pretty much alive. alright? not dead.” “it just goes to show: people with brain damage are the real heroes in the end aren’t they? at the end of the day. brave.” “BAM! secret panel! that I opened. while your back was turned.” “AH! i- sorry, i just looked down. i do not recommend it.” “oh, what? how stupid does she think we are?” “i heard gunfire! a bit late for this, but look out for gunfire! probably doesn’t help at this point, but i have at least tried.” “oh for god’s… they told me if i ever turned this flashlight on, i would DIE. they told me that about EVERYTHING. i don’t know why they even bothered to give me this stuff if they didn’t want me to use it. it’s pointless. mad.” “they say the old caretaker of this place went absolutely crazy. chopped up his entire staff. of robots. all of them robots. they say at night you can still hear the screams. of their replicas. all of them functionally indistinguishable from the originals. no memory of the incident. nobody knows what they’re screaming about. absolutely terrifying. though obviously not paranormal in any meaningful way.” “WHAT ARE YOU DOING WE DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT BUTTON - oh, the door’s open! well done. let’s see what’s inside.” “if we start making a list of things that aren’t here, we could be here all night. you know, pens for instance. let’s stick with things we can see. not stuff that isn’t here.” “‘caw! caw!’ oh, look! there’s a bird out here! a lovely bird. gorgeous plumage. majestic. won’t be here long. a lovely bird like that. once in a lifetime opportunity to see a lovely bird like that. lovely plumage.” “i knew it was gonna be cool being in charge of everything, but… wow, this is cool!” “well, how about now? NOW WHO’S A MORON?” “what -what’s wrong with being adopted? um. well… lack of parents, for one, and… also… furthermore… nothing. some of my best… friends are… orphans… but…” “hello! this is the part where i kill you.” “could you just jump into that pit? there. that deadly pit.” “okay, that’s long enough. are you dead yet? how about now?” “well, no matter. because I’m STILL holding all the cards, and guess what: they’re allll full houses! i’ve never played cards. meaning to learn.” “puppet master! you’re a puppet in a play, and i hold all the strings! and cards, still. cards in one hand, strings in the other. and I’m making you dance like a puppet. playing cards.” “congratulations! the simple fact that you’re standing here listening to me means you’ve made a glorious contribution to science.” “let me answer those questions with a question: who wants to make sixty dollars? cash.” “ground up moon rocks are pure poison. i am deathly ill.” “all right, i’ve been thinking. when life gives you lemons? don’t make lemonade. make life take the lemons back! get mad! ‘i don’t want your damn lemons! what am i supposed to do with these?’”

      “ Oh- wait, oh gosh, I didn’t even say hi first. Sorry. Welcome back? ”

“ nah, i don’t think so. you’re hands’re full as is and you need your own time to yourself. i always need mine after, well, anything. “  that time’s reserved for plowing through ice cream containers. “ hm? ah, hey, no worries! thanks, too. “, he chirps. “ i wish someone would give me that decency. “ quickly, his gaze shifts towards the colossal doors of said someone’s quarters.