#noahhhhhh

❛ HEY, hey... yer alright, kiddo. slow your roll! sit yerself down fer a sec. deep breaths... you're gunna be just fine- you are fine! good as gold... ain't'cha? nothin' bad's gunna happen to ya. trust me- it'd hafta answer to me first! so, don't worry yer head 'bout that... ya need yer inhaler? hold on a sec. lessee here... ❜ rooting 'round in this snakeskin-print fanny pack of his- imagine his surprise and maturity when he got wind of it bein' called that! hopefully, mayson the menace and the rest of the scamps got just as much of a kick out of it as he did what's his excuse, at his big old age, huh? hehehe! alright, enough fanny business- whadda we got here? one big ol' jawbreaker that's seen better days (not code fer a weapon or whatever- though, s'pose it'd prob'ly help ya out in a pinch...!)... a kazoo, cow (bitesize, not life-size)... little big cat (not goro)... handfuls of glitter and receipts from too many adventures and misadventures to count(ain't a hoarder or nothin', just... sentimental value, ya know?)... hey pesto! one super subtle, nondescript inhaler- the one with ain't easy bein' wheezy printed on the carrier, all decorated with diamantes (turns out, lana-chan makes fer the best of art teachers- kid's a damn natural!). ❛ there we go! puff away, kid. you'll be right as rain in no time! you said yer tummy's givin' ya trouble too, huh? maybe ya gotta cut the cheese. do the one cheek squeak, ya know! yeah, ya might feel a little better after that. well, let 'em rip if you gotta, bud. i'll step all the way away from ya. hold my nose if i gotta! ❜