Apropos of Nothing

[not_good_not_wicked]

-1-

[You've been putting off some work for ages and today is the day you are finally DEFINITELY going to do it. Nothing is going to distra-oh fuck there's Marisa with a bottle.]

Heeeey, buddy! I'm bored, lets go get plastered!

-2-

[Some of your stuff has gone missing, so of course the first place you go to check is Marisa's place.]

Sup?

[How can you doubt that innocent grin?]

-3-


Master SPAAAAARK!

[Need I say more?]

Comments

[not_good_not_wicked]

Oh right, that. Yeah I just needed to cut some firewood, you can have it back. It's by the woodpile.

[reckless_but_loyal]

You used my Armands to cut firewood?

[not_good_not_wicked]

I couldn't find my hatchet, okay? What's the big deal?

[reckless_but_loyal]

Armands is a legendary weapon, an axe without peer, and you would dull its blade with a hatchet's work! I ought to have your hands, you wretch!

[not_good_not_wicked]

Isn't that getting carried away over an axe? It's nothing a little polishing can't fix.