Me: me to........
Me: *in my mind: ......crap i dont know if i actualy meant that, oh crap...whelp*
Will: *moar self a harm**kicks the machette over to you*
Will: y'know kid, if you ever want to take your anger out on something then i dont mind
Me: *oh crap*
Will: hey kid calm down its your choice
Elizabeth: *singing as she comes in* this is my final story, the one that ends with you and me, im done pretending like im sa-oh hey guys i ddnt notice you two were-oh crap this isnt good
Will: *whelp *
Will: *picks up all his knives and puts then back in his pockets*
Will: *stops trying to be sane*
Elizabeth: whelp, Dads gonne kill Kacchan
