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"It's alright. Don't mention it." He shrugs.

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Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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"You give him a bath, I can't touch water." Dan jokes, ruffling Trumpet's hair. He stands up with a stretch as he holds out a hand towards Maxo. "I can dry him."

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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No need to worry about us :)

... sure,

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Oh we’re just here to do some shopping

..right

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?

you know what youre doing fellas

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what the hell are you guys doing here

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Dan laughs, "Good?"

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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"NO-! No, that- that's not what it is." Dan wheezes, heaving heavily. "Nether- oh my gosh."

He coughs as he tries to catch his breath, "Okay, hah. You- you can definitely make it look nice so it- at least tastes nice."

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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Dan hacks out a laugh in surprise, mostly coughing with tears reflexively springing to his eyes. "You- you thought the ice cream was- was in drip-?"

"What did they show you on TV that made you think they're that cool-?" He snorts.

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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Dan raises a brow at him. "You know the first word is ice, right? And that ice is usually something cold?"

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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"That's good that you did, at least." Dan shrugs. He wraps his tail with Trumpet's again by instinct. The warmth felt nice. "I can't eat anything cold, bud. I might need to eat something else other wise it'd just melt."

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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Dan walks slowly at Trumpet. He makes no comments on anything that he's heard while walking after but he just takes his hand anyway.

"Yeah?"

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"

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Did peg really not know about the mall? Where did he think the crows were getting all their stuff from?

People.

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They might just be the department of labor. They are everything, Peg.

There’s a mall in this fuckin place?? 🎗

Oh hey Peg. Yeah.

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Well I was supposed to but I don't think they gave me my pay.

There’s a mall in this fuckin place?? 🎗

Oh hey Peg. Yeah.

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There’s a mall in this fuckin place?? 🎗

Oh hey Peg. Yeah.

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"You want the guy made out of fire to go get something cold and easily melts?" Dan raised an eyebrow, with a little joke.

[continued again @thediamondmodcart @maximum-father]

Maxo and Dan take him to Claire's and. Holy shit?

Trumpet walks into a world of pastels and bright candy colors. There's soft bows and glittering tiaras and all kinds of jewelry and cute hats and even a little rack of plushies on the wall.

He tries truly so much shit on. He doesn't like how jewelry feels around his wrists and neck and fingers, so he leaves that alone. But the hair accessories are a different story, and soon he has a little baggie full of big sunflower claw clips and smaller floral claw clips and velvety bow barrettes and flower crowns in three different colors (he'd been delighted to find that they're compatible with his propeller hat.)

Next they take him by a store called Hot Topic, and Trumpet is skeptical of the dark colors until “OH MY GOD IT'S FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY’S!”

It's much easier to pick out what he wants now. They have FNaF and Animal Crossing and tons of shows that he's never even heard of, but look super cute. (Note to self: Check out Studio Ghibli.) It's not long before he's got a small armful of merch, along with some cute cardigans.

He's kind of shell-shocked when he walks out. He feels like there's a tiny, hard ball in his chest, shrunk to what's available to it, and now it's trying to pry itself open fast enough to drink in everything pretty and fun and soft that the world has to offer.

He blinks and glances up at Maxo and Dan. They look...really happy. They look happy that he's happy. It feels like a trap, almost, being this happy.

He's still mulling this over as he spots a small collection of stores that sell food, squinting at one of the counters.

"...Ice cream is REAL?"