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[ironlass]

((oo: Takes place Thursday night to Friday morning I guess. ))

[ Do you know what you do when you find out someone is an imposter? You lure them into your room with the promise of cake. You open the door for them and invite them in. Then you hit them on the head with your bass guitar hard enough to knock them out for most of the day. And then

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[hamburellakind]

FFFFUCK.

I'M HUNGRY...

I THINK THAT'S WHAT THIS IS. I MEAN. MY STOMACH FEELS. WEIRD.

YEAH I'M HUNGRY.

AND SLEEPY.

FFUUUCKKKK.

[ironlass]

no you are real!!
i dont care what that stupid queen says!!!!!! >8O
no offense to the mirrors..but you dont belong there!

[hamburellakind]

it does feel kind of weird!
did you know your mirror doesn't sleep?
it's a little creepy!
she's not as bad as my mirror though
i do want to come back so you don't have to deal with him
but then these guys will have to
it's gonna suck either way

[ironlass]

oh gosh youre right
i mean he isnt that bad
okay he is a little obnoxious and kind of mean like i said before!!!
but they probably know how to handle him better than us

[hamburellakind]

maybe!
at least it'd be nice to be on the right side of the mirror again
it's kind of hard to live without mirrors working correctly!

[ironlass]

dont worry!!!
we will find a way to get you back!
okay :(?
i should probably go now since dave is dealing with your mirror and
well
do i need to even explain???
just dont go anywhere and stay with out mirrors until everything gets figured out!

[hamburellakind]

okay!
you guys be safe too!

[urnewkingbitch]

[Head has been grabbed. He slightly raises his eyebrow.]

...Okay, sure, but why?

[hamburellakind]

{SNIIIIIFFSNIFFSNIFFSNIFF.]

YOU SMELL DIFFERENT. BUT IT IS ALSO GOOD. MMMMMMM.

[SNIIIIFF. He's just going to bury his face into his hair. Mmm.]

WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?

[urnewkingbitch]

Probably 'cause my mirror uses somethin' different.

[Ugh, if he weren't John's mirror, he'd do something to get him off. Oh, well.]

Herbal Essence.

[It's the only stuff that doesn't make him shed dandruff everywhere.]

[hamburellakind]

SO THAAAT'S WHY YOU SMELL LIKE SEX.

[Nuzzle nuzzle nuzzle.]

OOH, MR. STRIDER, OOH. YES YES YES.

HEHEHEHE. LIKE THE COMMERCIALS.

[urnewkingbitch]

[The things he'll put up with to make the Wonderderps happy. God.]

Didn't think you were a fan.

[Dave: Resist Urge to Facepalm

You successfully resist this urge.]

No, no, no. You really had to bring up that commercial, didn't you? It's cool when you're a kid, but when you hit the teens you realize, "Oh, wait, it sounds like that lady is having a shampoo-induced orgasm, what the fuck?" Don't tell me you're having a Dave-induced orgasm.

[hamburellakind]

NAAAAAH.

I'M TOO TIRED. BUT YOU DO SMELL REALLY GOOD. YOU MUST BE COVERED IN BITCHES ALL THE TIME.

[Cuddlecuddlecuddle. Please ignore the stench of desperation emanating from the Egbert. It is just his shampoo.]

[urnewkingbitch]

Bitches just throw themselves at me. Not that I can blame 'em, but it does make it hard to walk around.

[Dave will take those cuddles...and sit down, back still against the wall. It's so much easier to support someone while seated. The desperation is ignored.]

See, this is why you should lay off the cake. Then you wouldn't have to experience these sugar crashes.

[hamburellakind]

CAKE IS COMFORT FOOD. IT MAKES ME HAPPY AND...WARM. AND...YEAH.

[He's sliding down onto Dave's shoulder now. Clearly it is time for a crashnap.]

[urnewkingbitch]

It's a wonder you're still skinny as a pole.

[And for Dave to be the cool pillow. At least it means he won't have to deal with getting molested or anything.]