throws a ✨ bomb @ him
OH GOD WHY GLITTER | @dazzleshe
Wai— SHIT. Everything happens WAY TOO FAST for his reflexes to even register what’s happening ( how can that even be possible? ) until it’s too late, too late to reverse the damage that is about to happen. It is only the sensation of pressure he feels, something hitting him right in the chest before it EXPLODES into a cloud of blue sparkles.
…
Blue sparkles…
…It’s glitter.
It’s fucking glitter.
Moving is one of the worst possible ideas that Nero could come up with and yet he still goes along with it. He sits up, the movement of his body throwing the sparkling disease all gathered in his lap and legs to drop and SPREAD ALL OVER THE ROOM. This is going to be so fucking difficult clean up– Actually not difficult, but downright IMPOSSIBLE. This arts and crafts STD will be haunting him until the day he dies, no doubt.
‘ KILLING ME WOULD HAVE BEEN A BETTER PUNISHMENT THAN THIS. ’ He shouts at no one in particular ( actually he is shouting at someone, shouting at the hidden or no-longer-there culprit ) while still fruitlessly and stupidly pats at himself in an attempt to get at least some of that glitter off of him.
Would taking a shower even help him at this point?
