living dead girl

Vicky is, understandably, rather confused by the sudden question. Unlike her living self, the young woman she has zero memory of ever being, she doesn’t have too much experience with the human world and why it does the weird things it does. Her creator, after all, was not exactly welcome in most human spaces.

The sudden being picked up and spun while being hugged caused the construct to let out a squeak from her initial start before she started laughing, cheeks going pink, head tilting back to stick her tongue out at her friend.

“Ozzy-! You sneak, I didn’t even hear you coming!”

Send 💕 to hug my muse and not let go… no matter how much they squirm

Like she’s going to say no to a bear hug from Scott! The little construct gets her arms as far around his chest as they’ll go in response (which, admittedly, isn’t too terribly far) and squeezes as hard as she can, even if that’s not very tightly.

But bless her little undead heart, she’s trying.

The Cinnamon Roll Ask Meme

†: Look like a cinnamon roll, am a cinnamon roll

“Nah. Your uh, ‘secret ingredient’ and I don’t mix too well. It’s a cat thing.” - purpleshopkeep

“Ohhhh yeah that’s a really good point.

“Oh c’mon! Not even for a friend?” Zoe shoved another one in her mouth, the one she speaks with anyways. “Not ephen for fanfic reshersh?” She said with her mouthful of cookies.

“Sorry, Zoe, no secrets today!

She placed one in her mouth, and…

“Omigosh, Vicky, this is delicious! Can I have another, and if you don’t mind me asking…”

“What makes em’ so top secret?”

“Sure! I made a whole batch for taste testing purposes! But~”

“Check with me before you decide your final prices-not gonna let anyone cheap out on you.”

[raises tentacle]

“All right! Who wants to try my ~super~ top secret new raspberry chocolate chip meltaway recipe!

“I’m baking COOKIES! Raspberry chocolate chip meltaway cookies...”