#professorsanchez

He'd never ever wanna take it for granite. Dream smiled wide, as carefully, stripped the others shirt of, poping their head out of the head hole and greating then with another smooch. "I love you so much, baby boy~" He purred and made there way toward their bathroom in their bedroom.

@professorsanchez

“Do you want to burrow some armor before you head out just incase?? Shankings a possibility and I don’t want a red and white christmas in the hospital...” He replied, looking up with a bit of a sniffle.

“Uh-huh…. y- yeah, that- that’d be nice..” He hadn’t a clue why he was so out of it, but Shadow just couldn’t really get his form to cooperate with his mind. Keeping his head up almost hurt. “Yeah,” he repeated himself once more with another nod, patting Professor.

“Of course love! I’m completely fine.” Flirt’s reactions were very carefully controlled so as not to let anything slip that he didn’t want the other knowing. “How are you?”

“He works quite a few jobs to support his Morty, but I’m sure he would prefer more interesting work. He is a Rick after all.” He didn’t speak to what that might say about himself and his quiet little shop. “Yes, I’ve owned Fucking Flowers for about 5 years now. I used to own a floral shop on my dimension’s earth before moving here and opening my shop in the Citadel.” He observed the other, noting the rather cute position the other was sat in. “What about yourself? When did you make your way to the Citadel?“

The room slowly grew darker and darker before it was as if the shadows themselves were gathering up together in one corner of the room, something clearly inhuman was taking shape before him.

“Mister Mouse can we get fairytales for the sanctuary too?” he asked the godly Morty who smiled “of course my child” he spoke using his telekinesis to get the fairytales down in interest. Before noticing a Rick staring at him as he gave an examining stare.