“How…”

She stops there and her head begins to turn slowly to one side, eyes locked on the peculiar blue-fleshed boy as if suspecting him of something criminal. Face frozen in perpetual enjoyment, she continues, letting the words ooze from her lips.

“How… now… brown… cow?” Silence follows, only broken when a short, curt snort comes from Monoe.

There’s your answer.

gakuran-boy:

w-why

ar ethese

on my dash

asjklas

<cries>

…Didn’t kn-heh—-didn’t know you were—ahehehHHEH... such a perffffvvverthAha… Goober…

heh…..

“….Up your butt.”