Like this little shit is ever going to a game

[wolfscub]

Hey, mun! Nice place ya got here, I like the whole... you know. Thing.

But we've gotta talk. See, I saw some of those places you're sending the other guys up here to...

So, when do I get to go to one of them with... you know, all the ladies? [Insert a fifteen year old waggling his eyebrows here]

Come on, they don't know what they're missing out on! A hot, smart lady like you knows I belong there.

Mom and Dad don't have to know.

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[strategic_guile]

Like hell.

[wolfscub]

[sadghjsdkfglhdfj fuck time to pretend like that whole post never happened. Innocent smile go!]

Oh, hey dad... What are you doing here?

[strategic_guile]

I followed the GPS tracker I had implanted into your sassy little ass.

[wolfscub]

Pft, yeah you would have wouldn't you.

[eyeroll, yeah right dad]

[cybil]

I'm gonna pretend I don't know anything about those games, and answer the unspoken question:

You're not going anywhere if you don't clean your room before Friday.

[wolfscub]

Aww, come on, it's not that bad!

But this means if I clean it, I can go right?

[cybil]

When it starts growing lifeforms of its own, yeah, I'd say it's "that bad".

[She tries to hide the amusement in her face as she shakes her head.]

No. You're not old enough. And you're a pain in the ass.

[A+ parenting.]

[wolfscub]

It's a science experiment?

[Crossing his arms stubbornly]

Yeah, well then I'm just not gonna clean it.

[nine_bad_ideas]

Woah there, short stuff. Take it down a notch.

[Okay, so he wasn't that different from you once but he was at the distinct advantage of being chiefly raised by three monkeys, an elephant, and a bag of peanuts.]

[wolfscub]

Hey, I'm not short you know.

[He just hasn't hit his growth spurt yet.]

[nine_bad_ideas]

Yeah, yeah, sure. [Clint is 6' 3", everyone is short next to him.]

If you want to get the attention of ladies you've gotta be more subtle than that.

[wolfscub]

[To be fair, his dad was 6'4", so he's probably going to be a lot taller. Eventually.]

[But he perks up a bit at that]

Yeah? Guy like you must get a lot of chicks, huh? Bet you've got some pretty good tips to share...

[inhistracks]

Wow, looks like you got jumped on. Fight for your freedom!

[wolfscub]

I'm trying! But it's hard when they're both agreeing.

[All the grumpyness]

Not up to them if I get to go anyway.

[inhistracks]

Two words: run away.

And get surgery for the GPS.

[wolfscub]

I'll tell you, they make it tempting sometimes.

[But he does actually like his adopted parents. Just not when they're cockblocking him like this.]

[He laughs]

I'm halfway sure he's just fucking with me.

[ohhdeer]

There are ladies in most games, I think.

[wolfscub]

That's true.

[he smiles, mistaken assumption about Asa's gender in 3,2...]

Though I don't think any of them could be as pretty as you.

[ohhdeer]

[ oh dear. it doesn't matter how often this happens, it never gets less awkward. ]

Oh, I-- I'm not-- [ an embarrassed glance, ears flattening. ] I'm not a.. lady.

[xochipilli_cursed]

Just hope you don't end up in one of the many horror games out there.

...Or hope your mun is nicer than some others, at least.

[wolfscub]

My parents would rather I go to a game with zombies than one with hot chicks. How is that even fair?

[Grumps]

There's no way what she wants to do can be worse than that.

[xochipilli_cursed]

Zombies aren't all that bad... but I guess that's no real comparison, is it?

And there are worse things than zombies.

/keywords. sob

[beskrylyexbelyjxaist]

Who would, in their right mind, want to "go with you"?

[ Have the blankest stare. Since... she is not impressed. ]

Re: /keywords. sob

[wolfscub]

Hey! Lots of people would, that's who.

[Arms crossed, just barely stopping himself from pouting, because that's just not very nice. He's had plenty of girlfriends.]

[beskrylyexbelyjxaist]

Surely not anyone in their right mind.

[ She'll think he was just kidding with her. ]

What game do you want to go to...?