*prototype is coming* Lily: It's the King, of England! He's here! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *prototype entering The Room* Prototype: oh! uh- i mean. Hey baddies! GRWM to enter The Room with The mysterious red smoke! yasss! *coming to Poppy* Anyways, greetings, my bodacious baddies! it is i, The king of England! mehehe! Poppy: Then why don't you say BO'UH OF WA'OH? Lily: oh no that's too far! *says mockingly* Prototype: DO NOT, interrupt The king of The british! Poppy: I'm sorry! it's just...... your mom!
Me: oh nah! Prototype: uhm, girls that IS completly unacceptable behavior! And you are to speak when you are spoken to young man! Poppy: huh? Prototype: and AS for you American! *picks her Up by his Claws* Poppy: No! stop! get your crusty hand of me! Prototype: i have a bone to pick you Up with, Peasant! Ahem! Poppy: NO! DON'T ROAST ME!
*prototype breaks Poppy* Prototype: oh gawsh! my nail IS chipped! Me: Dude, nobody cares! Prototype: oh so you want me to roast you AS Well then? hmm? Me: no thanks! Prototype: i will shove a greggs sausage roll Down your throat! *kissy missy stands Up* Kissy missy: Oi, your messing Up my farm! you absolute midget! *fights him* Me: *intense couthing* i've Ben sorounded by The king's red farts! i hope that thing he said about The sausage roll was true tho
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1Nellie✨
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22/03/2026
*prototype is coming* Lily: It's the King, of England! He's here! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *prototype entering The Room* Prototype: oh! uh- i mean. Hey baddies! GRWM to enter The Room with The mysterious red smoke! yasss! *coming to Poppy* Anyways, greetings, my bodacious baddies! it is i, The king of England! mehehe! Poppy: Then why don't you say BO'UH OF WA'OH? Lily: oh no that's too far! *says mockingly* Prototype: DO NOT, interrupt The king of The british! Poppy: I'm sorry! it's just...... your mom!
Me: oh nah! Prototype: uhm, girls that IS completly unacceptable behavior! And you are to speak when you are spoken to young man! Poppy: huh? Prototype: and AS for you American! *picks her Up by his Claws* Poppy: No! stop! get your crusty hand of me! Prototype: i have a bone to pick you Up with, Peasant! Ahem! Poppy: NO! DON'T ROAST ME!
*prototype breaks Poppy* Prototype: oh gawsh! my nail IS chipped! Me: Dude, nobody cares! Prototype: oh so you want me to roast you AS Well then? hmm? Me: no thanks! Prototype: i will shove a greggs sausage roll Down your throat! *kissy missy stands Up* Kissy missy: Oi, your messing Up my farm! you absolute midget! *fights him* Me: *intense couthing* i've Ben sorounded by The king's red farts! i hope that thing he said about The sausage roll was true tho
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