"I mean, have you asked her to be mom-ish?" Cause he's pretty sure if you don't let someone know you want them to be more like a mom to you, they might not know. But then again, maybe she hasn't experience robot moms before. What does he know about her life?
Klaus laughs at that. "What? You don't like the idea of the moon having lovers?" He's not sure he believes that humans wouldn't fuck the moon. It's pretty human. There's people who claim to be in love with statues and everything. Why not the moon?
He rolls his eyes as she comments about how powerless he is and that a possum is a furry lizard. That sounds wrong. And then the gun goes off and he jumps, letting out a surprised yelp, which is even worse as the glass falls on his arm.
"What the fuck?" He shifts, finally wiggling out of his shirt and slowly getting up. "I'm not Five. I don't need to be a one-armed weirdo." Not that that wasn't healed by now. He leans over to grab his shirt and then grabs one of the stuffed things, shaking the glass off before shoving it in his pants. "And this is for trying to shoot my arm off."
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Klaus laughs at that. "What? You don't like the idea of the moon having lovers?" He's not sure he believes that humans wouldn't fuck the moon. It's pretty human. There's people who claim to be in love with statues and everything. Why not the moon?
He rolls his eyes as she comments about how powerless he is and that a possum is a furry lizard. That sounds wrong. And then the gun goes off and he jumps, letting out a surprised yelp, which is even worse as the glass falls on his arm.
"What the fuck?" He shifts, finally wiggling out of his shirt and slowly getting up. "I'm not Five. I don't need to be a one-armed weirdo." Not that that wasn't healed by now. He leans over to grab his shirt and then grabs one of the stuffed things, shaking the glass off before shoving it in his pants. "And this is for trying to shoot my arm off."