*STARES LOUDLY AT THE MAN AND HURRIEDLY PICKS UP HIS PAPERS-
-HE HAD NO TIME FOR THIS. HE WAS LATE FOR HIS CLASS-
-blinks a bit and walks over to the bush, pushing the leaves away- o-o
sir…do I know you? And how do you know that I’m soft?
I don’t know. Just tossing out complements. Unless you’re a rock type and you pride yourself in that. .. Then you’re really rough…?
"Haha holy shit." She lounged back in her seat to read everything. "Do you got a pen? Hang on I think I have one." She reached into her boobs and pulled out an expo marker she found somewhere. "So tell me about yourself." She commented while she wrote on the backs of the papers Steve wrote for her.
"Send me a camera phone and I’ll get you all the nudes you need. The other girls too hell fuckin yeah." Aha restrictions.
"Jail is actually a lot more fun than my life previously actually. I can tell Bermuda what your brother’s address is—"
"Fuck mAN." Her writing got cut off when a guard came in to take her marker away and went back to his post. "Okay good enough, give this to him then." She folded the papers all messy and handed them over. "What’s it like on the outside now?" She asked the little guy who had better hair than she did, wow jealous.
Ikulil only shrugged at the guard and made a face of discomfort. Feeling slightly threatened his fins popped up and his gills opened wide until the officer was gone. Taking back the papers he tried to keep to his own little bubble. He didn’t really want to talk about himself while she was going all out writing on those papers. “Well… You know I’m his brother now, if you hadn’t known before. I’m 18…” Frowns to himself. As he got older it got harder for him to make friends with Steve’s friends he somehow got weird with his friends just because of that connection. “I sell berries?? I don’t really know what to tell you.”
"What do you mean? Depends how long you’ve been in here, I think." Fidgets with the papers. "Nothing big has really happened. Uhm…" Guess other people’s ginkas doing stuff could be something. "There’s been mentions of a guy who slaughtered kids?? They haven’t found him, I don’t know why since it looked so obvious, plus I doubt there weren’t cameras around." He shrugged. "Uhm, Supposedly a Groudon woke up or something? I don’t read up on news as often. I just hear it from people." There were more people wanting to be cops too for some reason. What else was new? He met a stinky girl that threatened to kill him, that’s a thing right?
"Uh, so anyway, how’d you two meet." Fuck. That’s not what he wanted to ask. He knew how most of Steve’s friends met him and it was always awkward.
Pls tag ur macaroni
I get war flashbacks
-raises brow in suspicion-
is that a hypothetical question, or an attempt to make a joke? -he could see a little smoke in the distance and hoped it wasn’t a potential forest fire—that could get dangerous. It alarmed him greatly to think about it, not to mention this guy had a strange aura to him..-
A little of both. *He gave a lazy shrug with a cocky smile.* I got no phone so I can’t call anyone. *Looks to one side, the the other.* Too bad there aren’t any water types around, I evolved recently so I got no good attacks. Too bad. *He squirted a weak stream of water at their feet as a demonstration. On another note, there should be two different auras on him. He’s got a buddy but where is he? We don’t know. He’s on Steve’s body somewhere. 2 spooky.*
The hardest thing I’ve ever had to get over in my life is the fact that I can’t wink at people anymore. Now I’m just blinking at them. A gift to the world was lost, honestly.
-sniffs around, his nose wrinkling a bit-
why does it smell like something’s burning?…
Hay caliente, put it out-
Who could have caused this fire?
Kendall was told she was going to be visited by one of the Wales brothers and it melted her tightly wound heart. They do care. She was called over to the visiting room where a handful of other inmates were talking with relatives, spouses, girlfriends, you name it. She sat in front of the little golden boy whom she’d never met before and smiled big. “Aw, you look like him.” She nodded at him since she didn’t want to touch him and get yelled at by the guards around the place. “I’m Kendall.”
Ikulil was all sorts of uncomfortable. Look at all these people, what if one of them had a thing for beating up little girl boys. He had to rule out the ones that had kids around. Maybe someone had a grudge with Rapunzel who fucking knows. The woman in front of him looked tough as nails but he figured, can’t beat me up here RIGHT? Yeah she most likely could. “I take that as an insult but I won’t complain too much because you might beat me up. He looks like a pirate attending a rock concert. It’s true pain.” He sighed then blinked. “I’m Ikulil, glad he didn’t even talk about me. So uh— oh right, he wrote you stuff, here.” He handed her some papers.
Please send nudes.
R u hittin’ it with anyone in ur cell? Hot.
The next page.
Did that lil’ bitch Gyro forget where Ikulil lives? I swear, I told him once. Tell him he’s dumb and he might get got. JK he will get got. That rude bitch, u 2, I didn’t know you guys were in jail.”
Sure sux 2 b u guys. It’s like living rule free out here for some reason. Cops aren’t even trying to catch you. It’s less fun though.
Hope you’re having fun in jail.”
Ikulil just shook his head as she read the pages at her own pace. His brother was embarrassingly stupid.
"Is this a joke?" Asked the young Goldilocks.
With many insults from his brother after noticing he got a letter. They argued and argued all night long until they came to an agreement. Ikulil was the one that had to visit one of Steve’s many friends. Prison was boring and lonesome, as Steven sat on his brother explaining these crucial things to the young goldfish he explained. “You little butt burglar, listen here, you either do this for me or I’ll beat you into an undiscovered pre-evolution.” He pleaded to his little brother clearly distraught. (JK…………………………..)
Ikulil, being that he was being crushed by this butt pirate, decided to do his bidding. What could go wrong right? He had to make an appointment. Writing another letter would be troublesome, and why should he? Bleh. It was the hard summer— fall, when Ikulil could visit. This place was filled with bAD people, he could tell. Although he couldn’t recognize anyone, get it? because he’s never been there oh man.
With some papers in his hands Ikulil waited for Kendall to be taken to where she could see her visitor.