(btw, do you live anywhere near Kansas?)

Me: *claps* Indeed, sire! *puts hands on hips*

Me: My unholy god, Michael. You two are the world's best duo.

Me: *covers my face and laughs* aren't we all?

(lmao I cant even) Me: *snorts and pokes at the salad* fascinating. *pokes you and peter* very fascinating.

(spaghetti** Doritos**)

(OML)

Me: *blushes lightly and looks in the bag* Oh! I packed lunch, too. *pulls out so ghetto, dog treats, and some salad* Boom.

Me: *snickers and pokes a butterfly that's on your head* ahuhuhu.

Me: *hands him the donut and glances at Mikey* So.

(Pfft, maybe I could.) Me: *grabs a donut from my backpack* say the magic word and it's yours.

(Aww ;3; it'd look weird af, probably) Me: I'm fergalicious. *strikes a violent pose, like Gerard Way* ahuhuhu.

(Om, yes! You should. Meanwhile I'll just be making cringe.) Me: bless you. *braids a peony crown for herself, a violet one for you, and a tulip one for peter* Yay!

Me: *rubs my back and chuckles at my own fail* I'm good, I'm good. (I do that all the time when we have to play soccer ;3;)

Me: *shrugs and walks over to it* huh. *tries to kick it but falls on my back* FFF

(Aww, man.) Me: Uh, uh, *points to a large window at the other end* there?

(Aww *^* do you have a kik or a Skype?) Me: *groans* I'll go grab some flowers, I think those are edible. And we can make flower crowns!

I KNOW RIGHT

Me: B-but we just got in here... *holds in a bit of laughter* (do you have a laptop? :o)

OMEGABOTS, ROLL OUT