Joy Squad

Drought The Princess's Interview

Joy: Is anybody planning on going to Wattcon? 

Joy: Sorry, this part was supposed to be published before the interview list. Oh well.

Joy: It has ALSO just occurred to me that we haven't interviewed Deathbringer yet, and I have no idea how I let that slip past me, so he'll be our next interview!

Joy: But for now, I give you the dragonet who we hate and kinda like, and hate some more,

Joy: Dressed in a tiara and a princess dress, of course, cause why not,

Joy: DROUGHT!

*Drought appears*

Drought: This is SO demeaning. 

Joy: But you're FABULOUS!

Drought: Go to hell.

Joy: Only if you come with me.

Joy: Now, let's see what my Squad has to say about you.

Joy: Oooooh, I like this one.

Joy: Drought, FUCK OFF YOUR MOTHERFUCKING BITCH GO ROT IN HELL THEN SHOVE A CACTUS UP YOUR ASS SKUNK SPIT AND COULD YOU MEET OMEGA FLOWEY AND BE VERONICA FROM HEATHERS RECAP OF WHAT HAPPENED TO HER- SHE GETS FUCKED BY THE HEATHERS IN THE CANDY STORE (listen to it) AND IN THE END COMMIT SUICIDE!!!! FUCK YOURSELF BITCH!!!!!!

Drought: What...What WAS that?

Joy: I believe they want you to be Veronica and get fucked by the Heathers in a candy store and then commit suicide.

Drought: The heck....

Joy: We'll save that for the end.

Joy: Drought, first of all fuck you. Did you ever want to leave or were you entirely faithful to the Sting?

Drought: I am entirely loyal to the Sting. Why would I EVER want to leave?

Joy:......Well, they do have a history of beating dragonets, and are just generally awful-

Drought: We are the rulers of the Black Market!

Joy: Yeah, and Rainwings are the rulers of the gossip market.

Joy: I dare you to eat salt acid,

Drought: No! That would be so painful!

Joy:......No isn't, and has never been, an option. *forces him to eat the acid*

Drought: *screams*

*one resurrection later*

Joy: Drought, list everything you wanted Dawn to do before and after her betrayal.

Drought: I wanted her to be my heirmaker, although that title was more meant for when she was older, ad I wanted her to rule the gang at my side. And after she stabbed me-

Joy: Literally.

Drought: Now I just want her to go and DIE IN A DARK HOLE OF DESPAIR AND ROT IN HELL.

Joy: Ouch.

Joy: Drought, how did you feel when Dawn backstabbed you?...well...frontstabbed.

Drought: It hurt.

Joy: Well, getting stabbed through the chest DOES tend to be painful...

Drought: Not just that. I trusted Dawn, and she just...didn't care about what that meant to me, and she turned her back on us the first chance she got. She tricked me, and manipulated me, and it hurt. My heart hurts.