Dw

*Rick strokes your hair and kisses your forehead*

*the group is arguing about the color of the sky* Flyte: it's blue! Shrimpo: no it's green! Glisten: no it's purple! Astro: you guys are all wrong, it's yellow! *the others keep arguing and they don't notice you*

*you hear shrimpo yelling* Shrimpo: I KNOW WHAT COLOR THE SKY IS! IT'S RED! Glisten: how could it be red? The sky is obviously green! Flyte: it's yellow! Astro: no it's blue! *the others are getting annoyed*

*the argument is getting louder and louder, they're all yelling at each other* Flyte: it's yellow! I can't believe you guys can't see that! Shrimpo: it's red! I'm telling you! Astro: I'm telling you, it's blue!

(bro did you mean Boxten?)

(Yes I did, my bad)

(did you mean Rodger?)

*Rick smiles a bit and lays down next to you, he wraps his arm around you*

*Rick gets up and walks over to you, he sits next to you and watches you sleep*

Finn: if I have to, I will. Now, tell me where he is.

piiiiiiiiiiiinnnnkkkkk fluffyyyyy uuuuuuuunuckrns dancingigigigiigiggg ooon reeenboos

Fluttershy: *she'd be looking out the window, looking at the sunset, humming a little tune*

Dandy: *Eating tapes* astro:*sleeping* shrimpo:*arguing with rick* rick: *you already know* sprout and cosmo:*baking* looey, yatta and blot: *yapping about drama that happened* brightny: *reading a book* Connie: I can't belive how boring this Is! Gigi: I now right! Finn: then guess what I said! Boxton: what? Finn: that's Finn-tastic! Boxton: sybau 🥀 poppy: *chugging a gallon of pop* flutter: *floating around* flyte: uhh flutter, you've been flying around for hours now... (Have fun pookies!)

*thinking about what it'd be like to be a mom cuz adoption centers and orphanages said no for no reason and nobody wants to be a ciriget father and she doubts she'll ever have a love life so she just resorts to imagining being a mom, plus, the only time she had been pregnant, she had a miscarriage and all of her eggs died. sips wine*

*wanna make a rp?*