[Even if it's an eyesore, it's still somehow the most comfortable chair in the world. Everything is, it's Heaven. There is simply no such thing as an uncomfortable chair.
And yet, Angel looks anything but comfortable. There's a hushed gasp as the hood goes down and Veneer's hands do everything but stay still as he begins to fret. Sure, they're just bruises, they'll heal, but something had to happen to get them there in the first place.]
WhatdoIdo whatdoIdo whatdoIdo... Okay, um! [He can't even defend his shiny crap right now, Angel looks so...sad. And why shouldn't he be?!] Um, just stay...right there!
[Veneer zips over to the little kitchen area and grabs something out of the freezer, only to zip right back and just ignoring every and all personal bubbles as he....slaps an ice pack on Angel's neck.
Yes, it absolutely looks like a tiger and was probably made for babies, but this is Baby V we're talking about. It was cute and he wanted it.]
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And yet, Angel looks anything but comfortable. There's a hushed gasp as the hood goes down and Veneer's hands do everything but stay still as he begins to fret. Sure, they're just bruises, they'll heal, but something had to happen to get them there in the first place.]
WhatdoIdo whatdoIdo whatdoIdo... Okay, um! [He can't even defend his shiny crap right now, Angel looks so...sad. And why shouldn't he be?!] Um, just stay...right there!
[Veneer zips over to the little kitchen area and grabs something out of the freezer, only to zip right back and just ignoring every and all personal bubbles as he....slaps an ice pack on Angel's neck.
Yes, it absolutely looks like a tiger and was probably made for babies, but this is Baby V we're talking about. It was cute and he wanted it.]
Alright.
Tell me what happened.