Last Person to Post IX~

Of course we know.

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I see. I guess you were prepared to respond to my post there.

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Amaury, mind telling me what business you have here?
I do not take kindly to interlopers B|

 

Woooooooooooooobbuffet~

 

I can't tell if you're saying "Wobbuffet" or "Wooooooob! Buffet!"

 

The latter otherwise I would of spaced it, dear fishy.

 

You'd explode. There's no way you'd cope with more than one of me. Where would we all sleep?

You and your harems, Kelly.

 

I'm a little teapot, short and stout.
Or I feel like one.
Heh.
It all makes sense. To me. Or not. Blargh.

 

Hey everyone.


There is a dog I have never seen before in my backyard. I have no idea what to do.

 

Well I'd be sure to make it an impressive explosion for all onlookers, sparkly too. Although, you never know, I'm sure I'd of thought of something.

 

Put a collar on it and name it.

Sparkly explosions. Sounds legit.
Think of the dates! The costs would be through the roof!

 

It already has a collar, but it doesn't have a dogtag. My other dogs seem to be okay with it running about. I have an idea who its owner is, I'm just waiting for them to come home.

 

Invite it in for a little while then, keep it somewhere safe until the owner gets back then.

 

I don't feel comfortable about letting a dog I don't know in my house. It can stay in the backyard until its owners come back. Besides, my backyard is pretty big, enough room to run around. Just got to keep it out of the pond.

 

If it got in, it can get out.

Guys, help. I think Satan is trying to tempt me with Banoffee Pie flavoured milkshake. And it's working.

 

I looked around my backyard, the only place I could see it going is back to its supposed owners.

Throw it out the airlock.

 

Oh course...would you expect anything less?
Dates??

 

Hm, alright then.

But is so tasty!

Not when we're involved.
Yes, dates. Important ones. Like Christmas. I'd have to buy something for each of me, it would cost everything.

 

I'm checking on it every so often.

In my cycle, such things could not be trusted. Throw it out the airlock.