Everything Starts Somewhere: (CLOSED stalkers tho) (Fantasy!!!! And other stuff) (Whoever joins gets a box of free cookies!) (I'm (no longer) lonely.) (Did I mention free cookies?)

(Noon my time

idk what your time is)

(It's 9:43 am here.)

(Okay you're EST)

(So 1 pm, right?)

(Yip

now we wait…)

I can't wait that long!

I relate to this on a spiritual level right now.

(She's worth it)

(Yeah. Okay.)

(•w•)

(Hi!)

Hi Scarlet!

So, continue?

Hello? Anyone here?

(I was clearing my other notifs. :p

But sure, let’s continue.)

Yeah hold up there's lunch

Okay, let's continue!

(Aw okie. •-•)

“Just because you don’t need eyes doesn’t mean I don’t!”

"Human anatomy is a strange thing."

“I’ll give you a book about it for your birthday then.”

"I do not have a birthday. I was never born in the first place. I just existed." Death said.

“Your birthday is now tomorrow.” Will declared, stil hiding behind Death.

"I cannot technically have a birthday. It cannot be tomorrow. It cannot and never will be."

"As interesting as this all is, why are you coming to SUsie and me for help?" Quoth demanded.

"Yeah, why us? I'm just a drunken weirdo and she's a pile of feathers." Susan said, she was slowly regaining her composure.

“Whelp, too bad. Your unofficial birthday is tomorrow. Now, do you like chocolate better, or vanilla better?” Will asked, then he added, “Yeah, why them? An idiot with another idiot?”

"I have my reasons for choosing them."

“Tell them that.” Will instructed, Then he muttered, “I bet chocolate.”

"I am not an idiot." Quoth grumbled.

"I never said you were." Death said to Quoth.

“I did!” Will said, raising his hand as he peeked at Quoth and Susan from behind Death.