No smoking in my room! Put those out!
After making sure I’m out of arm’s reach, chastise him for telling Nats to leave his room.
Let’s praise the sun together!
Don’t Open That Closet! NOOOOO!
Cirno is smashed in an avalance of Video Games and Manga
I’m okay with this ^
Go away. please do not come back.
Lets play some Brawl!
Draw something with you.
I made up my mind to say that no matter who was above me.
Wonder why a Christopher Hitchens impersonator is in my room.
The Moon can’t fit in my room.
IT’S NOT THE MOON IT’S A MOON
ENCELADUS, TO BE SPECIFIC
I’m the real deal. I’ve risen from the grave to promote reason. Speaking of reason, just how the hell did I rise from the grave?
Why not below me?
You can stay for a while, but you must continue rhyming.
(also, nice "why not Zoidberg" joke there)
Get the kind of “Oh my god, a celebrity” face and steal the Russian Fedora for the rest of our lives.
Go to the CERN with him..
Play a nice game of Hacky Sack.
Hand him a tissue. God bless.
It’s delicious cake! I must eat it!
Play Team Fortress 2
Play some stickball over by old man Jenkin’s house, then maybe later we can go out for some egg creams.
Force them to play my Sega Megadrive Emulator on my T.V whether they like it or not.
I don’t know what that is, but if it’s a video game, you probably wont have to force me to play it. I might not enjoy the game though.
So, you’re in my room. Welcome. There’s my office, there’s my bathroom, there’s my couch, there’s my double bed. You caught me at an interesting time. I’m currently smashed on wine (well not really but it’s more fun when you exaggerate how much you have been drinking) would you like some?
Ask if I can paint on him
I don’t have a room.
I have a cave.
Get out of my cave.
Hope you don’t mind but I’m petting you.
Oh hai, Mex.
Oh hey, Cirno
Play Borderlands with him.
Pretend this creepy man isn’t in my room at all.
I’m a cat, so I already left your room.
Take your lime, and replace with pink lemon.
Force him to have the perfect child with me.(Don’t ask.)
Practice drawing together.
I drew a girafarig.
I drew a rock
Give birth to our child
Raise the child to be a mercenary
I do not allow this
Kill you in the process
Allow my Android Baby to stop Mex
Sit around and Draw random stuff until we run out of paper. Then we play something on my Wii.
Plays Super Smash Bros. I call Ness.