shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

more.

 

*GONGs up more*

*gets more suspicious*

 

i vwant enough juice that id piss myself if i drank it all!

 

*suspicion increases*

*GONGs up that much pee anyway*

 

*She is going to drink every box of piss if it kills her. One of the downsides of being a STUBBORN ASSHOLE.*

*Suck it, genie fuck.*

 

*watches*

*he may be a genie fuck but at least he's not drinking a stranger's piss*

 

*She ain't backing down till he does.*

 

*he ain't backing down either*

*all he has to do is sit and not say it's piss*

*easy-peasy*

 

*repeated blinks of disbelief* are...are you sure about this..?

i...i have plenty of juice boxes..that are not...well...that

i think...i'm gonna be sick...i'm gonna take a nap now..........*thunk*

 

Yeeeeeeeaaah...You two have fun with...that.

I'm gonna go resuscitate my—erm—partner, elsewhere.
[He picks juice up and gets the fuck out of there]

 

-has continued to sleep. the dress is ruined by pie.-

 

Mabel snuggles up to Oneira, grinning.

 

"Mabel...Oneira...Chroma....let's go home and do the snuggling things," Dipper says. "Otherwise we have the choice of watching Norm and Itch in the pee-drinking show or going behind that wall where our parents are making out."

 

"I am so glad Pennarion doesn't treat consensual relationships between similar-age fosterlings as incest because if my guardian marries your parents I'm not breaking up with you guys," Paz says, rolling her eyes. "Not to mention you're dating each other."

 

"It was good enough for the Cullens and it's good enough for me." Mabel grins.

 

"I would still prefer it if you'd all not refer to my actual twin sister being my moirail as 'dating'," Dipper says quietly, with a resigned shrug.

 

*Not even a piss kink and ridiculous stubbornness can save her from the logical consequences of consuming two entire boxes of piss. She flops over onto her face.*

 

...what would an explanation of this "incest" concept cost?

 

*smirks*