嶋野の狂犬

NOVA V VAUX HILDA & ING ITSUKI DEATH & FURY MAGNUS

'FORE he can even think twice about it, he's takin' and holding that little face in his hands. snatching up and swipin' the tears that fall one by one, gentle and careful as can be. holdin' her, smoothing her hair. listenin' to her poor little heart breakin' (tryin' to hold this ol' ticker of his own together, hearin' her..!). ❛ no sorries. not a one... ya hear me, lana-chan? you got nothin' to be sorry fer or woryin' yer little head about. can't help it! 's just an accident. we all have 'em, don't we? everybody and their dog! every damn day... happens to the best of us, little lady. grown folks pi- whizz themselves silly all the time when they've been drinkin'! what's their excuse, huh? heh, i could tell ya a few tales all right, kiddo! this one time, i- ❜ can't tell her 'bout that! maybe when she's a little (or, a lot!) older. or, that other time... when he and his kyodai had them a little drinkin' contest and he wound up fast-passin' his ass to splash mountain?... speakin' of mountains- uncle taiga bein' the gentle giant he is picked him up by the collar without one freakin' word 'fore throwin' him across the damn room! then, he went right back to snoring his jewels off! sobered him up in half a sec... like that's gunna make the little lady here feel any better- don't want her to worry 'bout him raising his voice at her, let alone a damn hand! don't want her to worry that little head of hers 'bout nothin'- not if he can help it. ❛ ya couldn't make me mad if you tried, darlin'... now, quit yer cryin'- we got a pajama party to plan! what're we feelin'- toys story or stitch? i'll go grab some blankets and towels. give ya yer privacy. you just get yerself sorted, alright? say, ya want me to get yer ol' man? what about yer plushies, huh? who's gettin' an invite to this pj party, eh? remember- they gotta be just as cool as we are, kiddo! 's a pretty tall order though, ain't it? hehe! ❜

❛ HEY, hey... yer alright, kiddo. slow your roll! sit yerself down fer a sec. deep breaths... you're gunna be just fine- you are fine! good as gold... ain't'cha? nothin' bad's gunna happen to ya. trust me- it'd hafta answer to me first! so, don't worry yer head 'bout that... ya need yer inhaler? hold on a sec. lessee here... ❜ rooting 'round in this snakeskin-print fanny pack of his- imagine his surprise and maturity when he got wind of it bein' called that! hopefully, mayson the menace and the rest of the scamps got just as much of a kick out of it as he did what's his excuse, at his big old age, huh? hehehe! alright, enough fanny business- whadda we got here? one big ol' jawbreaker that's seen better days (not code fer a weapon or whatever- though, s'pose it'd prob'ly help ya out in a pinch...!)... a kazoo, cow (bitesize, not life-size)... little big cat (not goro)... handfuls of glitter and receipts from too many adventures and misadventures to count(ain't a hoarder or nothin', just... sentimental value, ya know?)... hey pesto! one super subtle, nondescript inhaler- the one with ain't easy bein' wheezy printed on the carrier, all decorated with diamantes (turns out, lana-chan makes fer the best of art teachers- kid's a damn natural!). ❛ there we go! puff away, kid. you'll be right as rain in no time! you said yer tummy's givin' ya trouble too, huh? maybe ya gotta cut the cheese. do the one cheek squeak, ya know! yeah, ya might feel a little better after that. well, let 'em rip if you gotta, bud. i'll step all the way away from ya. hold my nose if i gotta! ❜

stolen from: @doomcomes my lovely and beloved <33

❛ OH? good news travels fast by birdie, don't it? hehehe! well, ya know me, nova-chan- can't tell a lie! i'm honest as the day's long, ain't i? hehe! the rumor mill's been spinnin' up some hot hard truths this time around- it's official! fury-chan's got the hots fer little ol' me! hehe! you believe it?! she been gettin' all gooey to ya? talkin' yer ear off 'bout me? all good shit, i hope...! hehehe! speakin' of... i know i'm a catch and all- the goods speak fer themselves! but... how'd ya feel about puttin' in a good word fer me, little birdie? ya know... talk me up! be my wingwoman! tell her... i dunno... how i fought a bear offa a pregnant lady or somethin'? ❜ can't hurt, can it? i mean, fury-chan ain't the type to suffer fools gladly ('s a freaking miracle she's givin' him the time of day, let alone a damn chance!). she's one helluva woman- don't wanna half-ass this. gotta pull out all the stops here!