…… //horrified expression//
Pfffft fine but if it gets out of your zoo of a room- there’s no saving him.
//hands over the container of mouse and pouts about it //
//smiles behind the mask and hugs the container hard, then throws her arms around Io//
They’re my pets… //thoughtful hum// He might’ve even esacped from my room although I don’t know how that could’ve happened…
But I wanna watch Jaws eat it. :c
//trying to reach underneath the thing to sweep the mouse into the container //
But… he has a family, Io… that’s so mean….
I thought you were a nice person, you’re being so mean…..
Because that thing is gross an’, an’….. [frustrated noise] Jus’…. keep it away from me….. It’s got those beady little eyes and that tail an’….. //inches away, glaring at the mouse//
I’ll keep him away from you… He’ll stay in my room, he could play with the others….
KEEP IT?! WHY WOULD YA WANNA KEEP THAT THING?!
… Why’re you shouting at me…
//faces Io and makes a little grabby hands gesture at her// Can’t I???
Cheech are you really crying over a mouse?
I’m not crying…. But it’s a mouse! It’s gross and tiny and has that gross tail and it was in my curtains, Io. My curtains.
I’ll catch it and then I’ll feed it to Jaws, I’m sure he’s around here somewhere…
//gathers a newspaper and a container, it’s a mouse not a cockroach, Io //
… No, don’t…
Can’t I keep it after?
//She shrieks as soon as the little rodent appears in her line of sight// !!!!
SHH NO I GOT IT I GOT IT, DON’T— //The mouse disappears under the couch and she takes an exaggerated dive after it, nearly knocking the couch over as she scrabbles underneath it.//
Um…. //A head peeks over the doorway at the sound of all the noise.// … What’s going on?
Stray!! Holy shit, WE GOT A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. HELP US….
//The mouse appears on the couch suddenly, crawling up the armchair and towards Cheech//
Under the chest, I think….
//she crouches in front of the chest and peeks under it…// …!!!!! //The mouse darts out from the side and starts to race across the room towards the couch and Lyric lets out a yelp, chasing after it.//
Sorry sorry I got it holy SHIT, C’MERE YOU LITTLE—