When: (Ink arrives.)
Ugh.
It's that disgusting increment of space again.
That...thing.
Whom they call "Ink, Guardian Of Aus!"
What a load of [REDACTED].
But I'll admit, he does live up to the title...
Barely.
I know, I know...
"YoU CaN'T SaY tHaT AbOuT oUr PrEciOuS BEbE!"
Well, guess what anons?
I can.
I so can.
And no matter what you say or do, you know he's lousy.
It's a fact.
I mean, c'mon, he's trying to befriend me.
His enemy.
Of all things he does, he brings his rainbow [REDACTED] over here, and tries to make small talk with me.
That's got to be some level of stupid!
Of all possibilities, he thinks we'll be friends.
FRIENDS.
Ugh, my head hurts just thinking about it.
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