“We’re fighting a WAR, Jak, and here you are resting on your laurels!” Keira shook frosting off her hands, glaring at him.
“…I don’t even know what that is." He grimaces, avoiding a splatter of frosting near his head. "But if you want a war I can manage that-”
darckcarnival said:
“I have the canons and holy blessed pine-sol covered. If you’re so exhausted then go sleep somewhere under cover, or else the glitter may cover you.” 
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