💫Non-Stop Partying💫

“Aw shit, yo! Almost forgot what day it was,” Nickey looked over at a Valentine’s Day basket his mom left for him. He unwrapped a chocolate and popped it into his mouth. After a few seconds, a sudden realization came to him and the wannabe gangster almost choked on his sweet.

“A-AH SHIT, I need to get the stuff I got to Knit!”

“I’m You,” the boy answered cheerfully, “Well, not ‘you’ You. My name’s You!”

Koro went right up to Link and began to sniff his shoes. The dog then raised his head and gave a friendly bark as his tail wagged in excitement.

pop'n music peace 西馬込交通曲

“GAH!”

KK shot up from his pillow and held hid head as he sat in bed. The stress must have been getting to him again. Out of all the dreams he’s had, this one was...something else.

He found himself padding at the sides of his pajama pants, as if he was looking for something to pull out of non-existent pockets. Seeing as he wasn’t in that crazy dream world anymore, KK relaxed and fell back onto his pillow. 

There was no immediate danger. There were no weird creature versions of people he knew, that he had to keep in weird things called ‘Pokeballs.’ And there wasn’t that insane, green-haired kid who’s overall existence reminded him of...

Wil: *disapproving glare*

MZD felt eyes on him and Nickey. He turned to see Wil harshly glaring at the duo. 

!!!

The god awkwardly coughed into his sleeve. 

“Vampires are just gothed-up night hoes. Change my mind.”

MZD choked on his soda, hearing Nickey going on a high rambling again. 

With the fizzy drink shooting through his nose and out of his mouth, the god tried to keep in both it and ugly, wheezing laughter at the same time. 

“N-Night hoes,” the god wheezed, “Holy shit, Nickey-”

Examine: Madeleine

‘MZD’ had just spent an hour looking around the Pop’n world. He lurked in the shadows, listening in on conversations, watching others’ movements, and even putting a few targets on-edge with his voice as well. But despite all of this, he still couldn’t get any clues as to where the object of his affection could be.

“Wish you’d come out, babygirl,” he lightly sighed, “If this keeps up, I’ll have to do things the hard way...”

The god smiled at the gray-face’s curiousity. Though, there was something about the smile that seemed...off.

At the flick to his back, ‘MZD’ simply was silent, before he turned his head to eye Vela.