Me: OHHH, THIS IS GOING TO BE GOOD >:D Fem. Cuba: 2PS! D: YOU EVIL BASTREDS! Me: SHHHHH >:\ *covers Fem. Cuba's mouth* not around Oliver!
Waffle perked up at the name called, and pulled her bow and arrows out, pointed at them. "THE F*CK YOU JUST SAY?!"
Arthur stepped away, spotting Muffin singing along with Peter Pan, cuddling with Oliver. Oliver didn't hear but noticed Waffle was holding a bow and arrows. "Woah woah woah! We discussed this! No bows in the house!" Oliver yelled, not feeling the glare of jealously coming from Arthur.
"Get away from my baby sister!" Arthur toppled over, holding Muffin like it was his life job. Oliver pouted, about to cry, which then turned into a sly smile.
"You have to remember, dear 1p, that if she is your baby sister, she is mine too." Oliver giggled. At this time, Waffle pointed the arrow at them, causing Muffin to bolt in absolute fear, in the safety of her room.
