Because one can never be too safe ... from ME [OSHAverse TF2 RP rules: feel free to interact, just play nice and please, no NSFW, as there are minors in our OSHAverse. Spy has four children (he's been busy): Jeremy (Scout), Alfie (Pyro), Leon (one of the Misfits), and his long-lost daughter, Hana]
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*turning redder*
Yes, I am having trouble. I have a son who will not mind his own business!
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*turning red*
Yes. Let us go.
*turns to leave, but tries to sneak a Cinnabon out of the many, many boxes stashed in the bag*
*he does not do it gracefully, and gets icing all over his hand*
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*a few minutes later, Spy returns with an enormous bag with the Cinnabon logo on it. He is clearly embarrassed*
Ah, mon fils, it is time to go. Let us leave ... quickly.
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*over his shoulder as he makes his way to the counter*
Do NOT say that name! We had a deal!
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*uses the fork to take a teensy, tiny, itty bitty little bite*
*chews*
*thinks*
I will be right back.
*jumps up from the table*
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*surreptitiously Sniffing the Cinnabon*
I will, ehm ... perhaps take a small bite, yes?
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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Leon. Wipe up your drool. It is unbecoming.
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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Ah,yes. I see.
*to the lady behind the counter*
One cinnamon bun, please.
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*scoffs*
We shall see.
*they arrive at the counter*
Ah, yes. One Sins Are Gone, please.
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*rolls eyes again, starts walking after Leon*
*can't help but start Sniffing when they get close*
Hmmm ... perhaps I will try a single bite.
Perhaps.
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*narrows eyes*
Almost as easy as it is to embarrass you. Do not forget that.
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*rolls eyes*
Fine. We will purchase you a ...
*wrinkles his nose again*
... 'bum.'
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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SHHHHHH!
*looks around one more time*
*absolutely no one is paying attention*
Leon ... if I take you to this blasted Cinna-whatever, will you promise to stop mentioning, eh ... things?
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*turns red, claps his hand over Leon's mouth and looks around furtively*
Do NOT mention that man's name in my presence!
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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*sniffs derisviely*
I highly doubt it.
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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A what-a-bon?
*Spy and Leon are at the mall, shopping for clothes. They wander into the general direction of the food court. Spy wrinkles his nose*
I see we have arrived at the last refuge of the damned.
Oh, don't be like that- HEY, look a Cinnabon!
*smiling like an idiot*
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Ah! Then it is decided. Shall we go now?
*Leon is sitting on the living room sofa playing Xbox when Spy walks past with a greyhound on a leash*
Oh, hey papa-
*Leon perks up and suddenly turns before screeching*
HOLY SHIT-
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