「めんま」

The corner of her eye twitched at the NEWS. Well, was this not just lovely.

“Don’t worry, despite his long TONGUE and sharp teeth, he does not eat children ( yet ), or even eat much at all for that matter. He is pretty much skins, bad attitude and bones. 

I am… a what? A ROTTEN apple,–” Nervous giggles scraped the back of her throat. “I’ll show him ‘rotten apple’. Also hold on, he said I’m one of his BEST friends? Just how DRUNK off his ass was he. I mean– drunk off his bum.”

Near her, Noodle tried to remain CORDIAL.

～「めんま」～ the girl tilts her head, beady blue eyes staring at the guitarist in slight confusion. ❝ Oh, okay ! menma doesn’t wanna be eaten, ‘cuz she likes her life ! but, he said the rotten apple thing, which was pretty rude ! menma doesn’t think he’s very nice, but he didn’t hurt her ! ❞ she rambles, bouncing on her toes. ❝ he wasn’t drunk ! he said you ‘n’ him were more than friends, so that means BEST FRIENDS ! ❞

...

The guitarist let out a defeated sigh, two fingers briefly pinching Menma’s CHUBBY cheek.

      “Fine, you win, no selling band MEMBERS. Has he be kind to you, though?          Last time we were with kids, which goes back all the way to the making of          dirty HARRY, he slapped one behind the head.”

          “He sold his soul for a BASS guitar, I’m only making profits           Menma. You could become our new bassist with a few lessons,           I bet the public will LOVE you. It’s either that or I keep PUNCHING           a bag while imagining his face’s on it, or pull JIU-JITSU move on him.

          Although I STOPPED the latter after getting… interesting reactions.”

I want angst.

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u can fuckgin shoot an ask or a short starter at me with noodle asking like