#askmspar

You let them know that you appreciate the sentiment but you’re pretty sure Tumblr wouldn’t include a feature to let askers teleport objects, much less Tumblr mobil-!

You jolt back from the sudden appearance of some shaved ice that just decided to pop into existence in the little void you’re in. Well, fuck, you guess Tumblr can do that. Technology sure is advancing fast these days.

You did! Five or six months ago, you estimate. Roughly. Even after everything that’s happened to you, time is still a tough concept for you to wrap your head around.

You don’t assume all First Guardian come into existence the way you did, but you’re a pretty unique individual, you’ve gotta say.

You fought with some authors, had both a narrative breakdown and an epiphany to protect your friends, assimilated your mortal being into the fiery narrative mass of The Green Sun, started using first person pronouns for a second there as a meta metaphor for how you're more than how the narrative binds you, the works.

The protector, the Savior of the Waking World, I am the First Guardian of this locked timeline, and I will keep it safe.

Oh, a birthday today? You hope you aren’t late. Time is an unforgiving mistress and temporal mechanics are a little more than fucked up here. You wish them a happy birthday!

As for the high-five...

Aw, shit, just when you thought you had gotten the blush under control, they come and snatch the rug from under you yet again. Another point to the askers. They’re going to make you pull your hoodie over your face at this rate.

You’re just feeling a little surprised, you guess. For a while there you were just a grimy sort of wandering weirdo looking for friends and occasionally stealing clothes from said friends, and then after that you kind of just zapped around in a hoodie that has quite possibly seen more wear and tear in your limited time wearing it than Mallek could have in his entire time owning it.

You know this is definitely a cop-out answer, but all types of friends are the best types! Your own friends are all pretty different from each other, but they’re still all great in their own ways.

Yeah, Mallek's hoodie has always been too big on you, but it's the coziest article of clothing you think you've ever worn in your life. The sweater paws are mostly unintentional, but they do help if you ever need to appear nonthreatening and cute. And also hinder when you actually do need to appear threatening or serious. It's a give and take, really.

As for the musicals, maybe at some point you did? You don't think you can classify yourself as having any sort of theatre kid vibes, but maybe somewhere in your long forgotten past you had liked belting out showtunes once in a while.

Oh! You apologize for that and quickly update it.

You explain that your current location should seem pretty devoid, since it’s literally...

...the void.

Okay, well, not the void exactly. You sort of have a theory you know where you are.