Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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Lem hummed. "Give me an idea then. Give me some flowers you were thinking of, colors, anything."
Quackity tilted his head up, turning it to the side. "I dunno what they were thinking, but I can say it directly to you both. Gold, I want some of your roses."
"My gold ones? Uh, sure." The hybrid mumbled, shifting.
Karl nodded, sighing. "I really liked purple and yellow for flowers."
"So it just takes a lot of practice?" George asked before letting the next arrow fly. -
“I don’t really care much for flowers, although I like maybe red or orange.”
“Yup,” Dream said as the arrow hit the opposite side of the last one. -
Lem hummed. "Alright. I can work with that. Quackity, you still want blue or no?"
"Blue, yeah. I'm alright with blue flowers." Quackity said quietly.
Karl sighed. "I can get purple. I'm alright with that. Maybe use the same flower colors for decoration colors."
George huffed, notching another arrow, sighing. "So, I'll keep trying. How different is a crossbow?" He asked, shifting a little more as he aimed just to the side of the bullseye. "Think it would work if I let it go here? Is there a chance of it being close to the bullseye?" -
“Yeah tie them all together,” Sapnap agreed with a nod.
“There’s always a chance,” Dream said. “Try it.” -
Lem nodded. "Hey, you, any interesting ideas about what to do?" Xey tapped Gold's forehead, sighing.
"Me?" Gold sighed. "I'm not a designer like you, Lem. I'm the basic cook. I have no clue. Sketch it out. It helps usually."
Karl hummed. "Gold, would you be willing to cook for the wedding?"
"I'll pay you if needed." Quackity said quickly.
George nodded, carefully letting the bowstring go and taking a step back. "Did it hit?" -
Sapnap blinked, watching carefully.
“The ring outside of it, yeah,” Dream said. “It was close.” -
Gold hummed, glaring at the ground. "What do you want? Depends on what you want if I can make it."
Quackity sighed. "Mexican?"
Karl hummed. "Marble cake?"
Lem smiled. "Do the churros you made before. I told you they'd be good."
George smiled. "That's good." He said quietly, pushing his hair back. "I at least hit the target every time." -
“Oo, yeah that sounds good,” Sapnap said.
“True, Dream nodded. -
Gold sighed, shifting. "I can do all, except marble cake. I'm not big on cakes." He sighed again. "But I'm sure Dad could help me. And I'll do whatever you want. Any specific preferences?"
Quackity hummed. "I mean, you should know what I like." He shrugged. "But I don't mind as long as it is authentic Mexican."
Karl shrugged. "I don't know..."
George handed Dream his bow. "Do you have a crossbow I could try?" -
Sapnap also shrugged, crossing his legs. “Honestly Mexican sounds good. Something spicy.”
Dream took it. “I don’t suggest you use it though.” -
Gold hummed. "I can do spicy. Anywhere from atole to tamales."
Quackity whined,, shifting so he was more comfortable laying in Sapnap's lap. "Could you do atole? I actually like that."
"What is it?" Karl asked in confusion. "Food?"
"Drink." Gold said. "Spicy hot chocolate. Mexican thing."
George nodded. "Alright. Can I ask why?" -
“Oo, yeah,” Sapnap said, gently rubbing Quackity’s head.
“It’s complicated,” Dream said. “You could hurt yourself if you don’t do it right.” -
"Okay. I'll just need help with the cake but I can get everything else done." Gold said quietly.
Quackity smiled, tipping his head up. "Why are you rubbing my head? It's like I'm a cat."
Karl giggled. "Okay, did you want anything else?"
Lem thought for a minute. "Where are we doing this wedding? Who's invited?"
George nodded. "Alright. Well, could you at least show me?" -
“Maybe you are,” Sapnap said with a chuckle. “Las Nevadas, right?”
“Sure,” Dream said, taking his crossbow out and loading an arrow. He quickly lined up his shot and shot it, it hitting the bullseye right below his first arrow. -
Quackity scoffed. "Now, now, I'm no cat. But some people in Las Nevadas aren't fans of me."
"Like Charlie?" Gold asked. "Or Purpled? Or... well, that's all I can think of..."
"Charlie doesn't hate me..." Quackity muttered "ANd Personally, I don't care. WHereever you two want it to be."
"If we do use Las Nevadas, imagine how much I could do..." Lem mumbled, smiling.
Karl shrugged. "I'm alright with Las Nevadas."
George hummed thoughtfully. "Okay. SO it's faster and more efficient, but dangerous?"
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