Sprog Rockatansky

“Nnn-no.” Sprog loosed one of the hands he’d clasped over his ears, pushing it into the bare mattress he’d been huddled on for the past... he didn’t know. He’d sat in the dark room for a long time, alone with the wheezing sound of his own stuffy nose and the occasional passing footsteps. It was very quiet. Until the shouting started. And went quiet again. He climbed away from the open door now. Slipped skinny legs into the nook between the mattress and wall and wedged the rest of himself down after. Hiding where the stripe of light from the hallway didn’t reach. “No!”

@terminalxcrazy

Okay but what about an AU where the armalites don’t kill Sprog, instead they just steal him and have to raise a kid in between arguing over which one is gonna be his “dad”

They all take turns. Johnny is awkward around the baby. Clunk is the most responsible.

// It was one of my earlier ideas that nobody grabbed up tbh. 

I still have a mess of those pallet-draw-memes to do (and intend to!) but this looks super fun please send for later doodlings.

Excuse you

The one trait Sprog got from his Mamma. >:l