On Mun's flip-flopping

[madangry_madcrazy]

Yes, I'm extremely glad you haven't made up your mind yet, since I really didn't want to go there.

But now you're thinking about that barge thing again? Why?! All I'm going to to is mope around in my cabin, feeling betrayed.

Or would it be a cell? It doesn't matter. I don't even want to turn good, so there's no chance of that happening, ergo no no chance of me working out.

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[squeak_squeaker]

...do you need a hug, buddy? [Spread arms!]

[madangry_madcrazy]

I don't do hugs.

[squeak_squeaker]

That's a lie! EVERYONE does hugs.

Didn't you ever hug your mama?

[madangry_madcrazy]

I don't lie, and I don't do hugs.

Well okay, I lie sometimes.

But I still don't do hugs!

And I don't hug my mother. She hugs me. [He shudders at that.]

[squeak_squeaker]

You know, you kinda look like me and Yzma made a baby.

Maybe I AM your mother! [Kronk shouldn't be up this late, it did nothing for his tiny little brain.]

[madangry_madcrazy]

[Just receive a deadpan expression at that, Kronk.]

[squeak_squeaker]

Geez... you turned out bad. I'm sorry.

That's... probably more Yzma's fault than mine. But I'm sorry, pal. [Lovingly wrapping him into his muscular arms for some cuddle times.]

[gentleman_thief]

I think you should reconsider. Being good is a much healthier occupation and at times something more rewarding.

[madangry_madcrazy]

What's more rewarding than complete and utter world domination?

[gentleman_thief]

Ruining someone else's plans for world domination?

[madangry_madcrazy]

BTDT.

I still prefer ruling the world myself.

[gentleman_thief]

You have to have some other hobbies that you could at least focus on while you're there.

[madangry_madcrazy]

But I do! I go bowling, sing karaoke, I like cooking and I'm an okay dancer.

[gotgreenmagic]

Y'know, Doc, in your case it wouldn't be so much 'turning good' as 'acknowledging how hard you fail at being bad'.

[madangry_madcrazy]

[He just turns to face away from you.

Yep, he's still not talking to you. He's apparently feeling really hurt or something. Who knew?.]

[gotgreenmagic]

You're still sore over a conversation we had, what, three months ago? Whatever, Drewbie.

[madangry_madcrazy]

[He just sticks his nose in the air at that, folding his arms across his chest.

He is a fragile flower and bruises more easily than a banana, or something.]

[gotgreenmagic]

Real mature, Doctor D. Looking forward to maybe having the opportunity to not talk to you some more on the Barge.

[madangry_madcrazy]

Yes, sure you are. [Mostly to himself, but you know.]

[verdama]

[ Let her almost snicker. ]

Turning good? Working out?

Should I start looking for a new employer or what?

[ She's joking, but seriously, she feels for you Doc. ]

Nice username by the way.

[madangry_madcrazy]

I mean working out as a participant in that game, Shego.

[He folds his arms across his chest, scowling even deeper than usual.]

I don't know. Should you? Which Shego are you?

[verdama]

Uh-huh.

[ Her eyes narrow. An easy mistranslation, but still. She matches his folded arms by propping her hands on her waist. ]

I wasn't being serious.

The one still fetching explosive [ Quote fingers. ] "nano-tick"s for you.

Why?

[madangry_madcrazy]

Really? Well... Good. I mean---You know what I mean.

[He takes a deep breath, dropping his arms to his sides as he sort of deflates a little from his 'stern' stance, then he rubs the back of his neck.]

Before I answer that, what was my last evil plot that you remember?

[verdama]

[ Yeah, this is weird. ]

Is this a trick question?

The take-over-Canada one, why?

[ Because if she's really done it this time then---no, her eyes are still narrowed. This was beyond weird. ]

[madangry_madcrazy]

[He sighs as he reminisces about that particular scheme, a dreamy, nostalgic look on his face.]

Oh Drakkanada... How I long to rule thee.