i'm talking like, 12 to 5 years old

i babysat a bunch of boys

i'm tired

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helo?

i got me some new earbuds

and i'm leaving to go babysit for an activity around 5:00

anyway, rp?

scuffon's so stuffed, his body's taking up must of whyld's bed

and it's turning whyld on
but he needs to do king stuff
so he can't make "soofy" sing his praises

(yeah, gn-)

(tommorow scuffon won't beable to move)

(we probably won't be able to get him fully doughy-)

(he'll be immoble tomorrow then)

scuffon: (despite being taller and lankier, he's fully sumissive)
(he eats the whole thing)

(it's star punpkin)

scuffon: (fluffball) alright, sire

scufon: (his hair gets fluffy)
u-uh
sure?

(it's whyld)

scuffon: yes?

scuffon: aww, sire

(STUFF HIM)

(but do it in a way that would please him)

scuffon: do you have any .w.?

scuffon: you like my baking?
(sniffs the air)
star pumpkin spice?

(his favorite)

scuffon: (scoffs) really?

i thought you hated it

(like rouxls, but more snobby)
scuffon: why do you smell like cinnomon

(scuffon has a brittich accent)

scuffon: oh
hello sire

scuffon: (peacefully studying)

(his sideburns look like he just combed them, so he looks like a graceful little owl)
(the round glasses don't help, lol)