What the hell is mun doing...

[bad_mojo]

As though you can keep up with everything else you have going.

Maybe you should go back to what you do best and just leave me the hell alone.

Comments

[rebelrose]

Muns never listen to what we want. They always do things to piss us off.

[She knows what he's feeling. Her mun is making her try to get into two horror games.]

[bad_mojo]

Yeah? Well I guess she's succeeding in that aspect.

I have things I need to be doing, not giving some brat amusement.

[rebelrose]

Exactly! I keep telling my mun, but she doesn't listen.

[bad_mojo]

These things really that stubborn?

Never mind, it doesn't matter. She'll forget about me soon enough and I can get back to work.

[rebelrose]

I wish my mun would forget about me. I hope you don't get sucked into it too.

whatever it is i support it.

[1967impalaluv]

Good luck.

[bad_mojo]

Luck...

You know better than that.

[1967impalaluv]

Yah, I do...

[he shrugged]

but hey, it's the biggest spit of hope you got in dealing with those things.

[and by 'those things' he means muns...since he refuses to talk to his as a human.. usually]

[bad_mojo]

The only hope that I need is that she loses interest and we can go back to work. It'll happen either way, but I'd prefer it to be now.

[blahblahblahblah]

Whether they can keep up, or not... they do what they want.

I could have sworn I replied v_v School eated me.

[bad_mojo]

I'm seeing that, doesn't mean I have to like it or that it makes any damn sense.

It's all good! <3

[blahblahblahblah]

Definitely not. There's less sense around here than... well, anything.

[thenamesdean]

Sounds like your mun is just as stubborn as you are.

[bad_mojo]

[See this face? He is so far from being amused, Dean.]

Don't tell me that you've been sitting there cracking jokes while someone else apparently controls you, boy.

stupid html :|

[trenchcoat]

[He's always wanted to meet the inlaws John.]

Hello John.

/pat pat

[bad_mojo]

[Sigh]

What do you want.

[Nothing personal, he's like this with everyone when he's trying to figure shit out.]

/preens

[trenchcoat]

[Cas barely suppresses the smile.]

You sound just like him.

[betterthisway]

[Cue the infamous head-tilts.]

You sound like Dean.

[Duh.]

[bad_mojo]

How do you know Dean.

[He doesn't intend for it to be a question.

All the disapproval Cas. You has it.]

[betterthisway]

I gripped him tight and raised him from perdition.

[The one thing he's done right, and the one thing not even his broken mind can falter at declaring.]