#bebopingrobot

And we’ve kept them alive by literally heating them with a blowdryer we stole from Ridge when we kicked him out and burned his stuff he moved on his own with our influence not playing a part of it at all, nope. What kinda parenting is that?

But that’s the thing, they’ve all fucked off to the void (probably for Ridge, this is what happens when we throw people out for wiping my memories people die) All we have are ourselves and Nonnie and this new kid named Yorker.

And yeah, maybe our parentin’ skills are a little unorthodox? But we got them blankets and everything, and they’re still alive and that’s what matters. And when Ridge comes back and why the fuck did I miss that fuckin’ void trip what the hell- when he gets his demigod ass back here, we’ll tell him how much of a dick he is and then we get to be together again, yeah? See if we can think of some new pranks to pull, all that good stuff.

Which definitely excused the heavy cursing.

“Fuckin’ prick, what the hell did you do? If you jumped into the lake because of godboy I’mma strangle that floaty bastard myself, y’know.”