Eridan had his gaze down on his own short and blue sweat pants, trying to tie them up a bit in the front so they wouldn't be so lose around his hips, those hips.
"hmm.. wwhoevver decides to pull on the same shit a pullin my pants dowwn is gettin an ass full a harpoon."
Yeah, he got pranked on by his son; Yereni. The boy lowered down his matron's pants in front of dualscar and signless which did embarrassed him badly, enough to run off and hide in the bathroom for a good amount of minutes but payback is awesome, because he isn't going to the club tonight with them because of that.
"so, wwhat's the dress code?"
"forget about the fucking dress code bro, just put something on and let's go~"
"that's easy for you to say, you look good wwith almost anythin, tula!"
"dude, ya have curves, nice hips and legs, ya can pull anythin off, even skirts."-
"that's- that's different!"
"how?"
"..because i need to be about 20 percent cooler."
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FP: i bet i made bronies choke with that reference.
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