Peeks in.

There’s nothing to do, so all he does is kick his legs back and forth while sitting on his hands.  “Is everyone dead?”

Sings at the top of his long!! ‘ Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day ~     Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA     I really WANT TO come KICK IT with you               You'll be my American boy~”

[My followers feel like a garden. It’s great when watched and taken care of..Then, I left a shit load of porn blogs came and attacked my bby]

Stands proudly as if he’s been here the whole time.

“Done!” A bright smile formed as he held up the empty bowl. “Can I have my cookie now?!” He asked, sliding the cookie up enough that he could devour it within seconds once he got the right away; and if not, then he would simply hide it again, but this time more bitterly. 

Grumble grumble “But, then it won’t be easy to win...”

“Look, boi! You’re about to get fired.”

“My Dad’s a bottom? Is that a good thing...? SHOULD I BE A BOTTOM TOO!?”

“Awww, but Mom, It’d be so fun....Pleasssseeeee?”

“You won’t get a raise with that attitude, mister.” 

“Yeah! Let’s do it! If I go Super Saiyan it’ll be a breeze!”

“What? I’m just playing, and I’m not getting my clothes dirty!” 

Starts throwing mud pies at each passing person.