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Fantasy Engranussian Younger Years (CLOSED)

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Graham sighd, "for a second there, i thought i lost you to Arnold Schwarzenegger."

Reaver shook his head, snickering. "Nope! Takes a lot more than Arnold Schwarzenegger t' take me out."
 
Graham nodded, "that's true. My worst nightmare comes to life when he talks like that."

"Kids laugh, at least." Reaver snickered. "Well. . . Malvo anyways. Reminds her of the parrot from Aladdin."
 
Graham awed before hugging the picture to his chest as he looked to Reaver, "thank you."

Reaver smiled wide at the aw. "Ya don't gotta thank me. Just don't let the kids know ya have it."
 
Graham looked to Reaver, "well?"

Reaver snickered softly with a nod. "Happy as can be."

Dipper grinned with a happy huff. "Good. Mostly because he's. . . terrifying when he's upset. No offense, Uncle Woof."

Reaver shook his head. "None taken."
 
Reaver snickered softly with a nod. "Happy as can be."

Dipper grinned with a happy huff. "Good. Mostly because he's. . . terrifying when he's upset. No offense, Uncle Woof."

Reaver shook his head. "None taken."
Graham nodded, "i definitely know that."
 
Graham shook his head, "Never ever. I promise."

"Good." Reaver smiled and hugged Graham tightly.

Dei-Loki sighed in relief at the outcome before pausing when he had a balled up paper hit him in the back of the head. "Ow!" He then squinted and glanced back to Malvo, who was smiling bright and waving with one hand while holding a black leather book to her chest with the other. Dei-Loki then blinked. "What's--"

Malvo quietly shushed Dei-Loki before gesturing him over quickly. "C'meeere!"
 

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