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[toughestknd]

[So, Numbuh 4's getting bored. The tree house is up, and despite that, there hasn't really been much "adult tyranny" occurring in town. But, if that doesn't happen, then nothing will get done. Even worse, he'll get rusty and old. So, it was time for him to come up with a little makeshift punching bag

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[ponypuncher]

[Just

kind of awkwardly staring at the balloon, then at the little tiny kid. Don't mind the 8 foot tall Viking over here.]

[toughestknd]

[He just brushes a little flour off of his arm before... what is that looming over him?]

Gah!

[ponypuncher]

What is that thing? [pointing at the balloon.]

[toughestknd]

What do you mean, w-what are you?!

[numbuhthree]

La La La La La La La~!

[Here comes Kuki skipping down the street.]

Hiiiii Numbuh 4! Whatcha' doing?

[toughestknd]

...

Ripping bags of flour.

[numbuhthree]

What are you doing that for? You're all messy now!

[toughestknd]

I didn't mean to! It wasn't supposed to rip that easily. [gaaah brushing more flour off of his clothes.]

[toughestknd]

[Oh god, her.]

What're you laughin' at?!

[toughestknd]

Aww c'mon! It wasn't that funny! And I didn't know that flour would work like that!

[insectoidalien]

[Since not!home seems to be full of crazy people, Tak is trying to stay outside of the house as much as possible. When she sees you, she can only stare at you for a moment. Then:]

Pfff-ffff-HAHAHAHAHAAAAA!

[pianist_scythe]

What happened to you?