#((does not compute))

‘The Devil’s Carnival’ sentence meme

“......................why?” he tilted his head and blinked at the other, “..................not......enough bags.....”

Everything was a lot. It was probably going to be heavy too. Was this a “Greed thing”? Like how always being hungry was a “Gluttony thing” and wanting to nap all the time instead of dig was a “Sloth thing”? Pride wasn’t sure he was supposed to get it if it was. He was sure he had some kind of thing of his own, other than shadows. Or being sneaky.

Pride frowned a little and looked around. There wasn’t much in the underground to have either. A lot of old books about alchemy that Father had, he’d looked at some of them now that there was no threat but didn’t understand any of it. As far as he knew, none of his siblings kept much of anything either. Lust had some clothes to wear to trick humans, Envy had an old coat like Pride did to go out in sometimes. As far as he knew, Pride was the only one with any possessions outside of Father. A music box, and the few things inside of it, which wasn’t much.