03-21-2018, 02:22 AM
GIVE UP ALREADY
Cautious eyes glared from one form to the other, though it briefly faded when he saw just how these adults behaved around the green-eyed man with such genuineness that it covered the area in a thick blanket of it despite the fact there was this one black hole that wanted to tear away anyone else's happiness. Buggedout couldn't help rolling his eyes slightly in response and simply stood there as words were exchanged by the others in response to David and the fact that he was overly nice and had cookies to offer. Pfft, like these people needed the calories. " You people are pretty stupid for just accepting this guy, I mean- look at this! I know there's cheerful people and homosexuals, but this guy takes the cake on both of those things! It's like he's one of my sisters' dolls..." The boy commented, trying to get someone to understand his point of view, frustration seeming to only grow as he gestured to Happy with slight dramatization to get the others' attention. Alas, it was obvious they'd most likely brush aside his concerns towards the clan and continue to nibble on the baked good whilst chatting with him. Of course, Buggedout could have definitely been wrong, but he still had to know just what the hell made this guy tick they way he did. Furrowed eyebrows eventually relaxed into a less angered expression and more exhausted, sarcastic one as he slumped back onto his hind, bandage littered legs while he let out a soft sniff while listening to annoying man talk to him after he had gawked at Belladonna for a good few seconds. The two had only know each other for a minutes and Happy had already decided to play daddy because of his own behavior probably making it rather obvious he didn't have any parents to smack him upside the head for talking like this to someone who wished to join this strange clan. But it was the casual change of saying his full name to the casual nickname...Buggy....the pup's eye twitched and he wasn't sure if this was him being patronizing or not. A soft crackling noise came from his form as small clusters of amethyst his legs, only to be quickly broken off with a swipe of his paw. " Ok, David. For one thing, why is it a pleasure to meet me? I'm literally insulting you with my tone and everything! Second, Gingerbread is obviously the superior cookie because they're never made with love or adoration. And third, don't ever call me Buggy or I'll put several Philodromidaes in your bed, don't fucking test me." It was all too natural to speak about bugs, despite how he could rarely ever find people who could bare with his strange love for arachnids or simple insects that would wander around. This was good, it's not like he needed some amateur screwing up this perfect environment for all kinds of mutant bugs.
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