along with him.
"Yeh - yeah, okay โ !" It's a rush back to the bedroom, door slamming open as he moves towards Ducks bed. "Replace it, hh, ruh - respect property," he murmurs, shaking.
There's a flinch at the yell, wide eyes closing a moment before opening again with another rapid nod.
This is all wrong. Incredibly wrong! Eugene has never been / this / mean, right? Especially not to him . . ?
Turning, Yello scrambles up the stairs, tugging the skeleton
large for him to carry. He looks as if he's waiting, either to be yelled at or told he answered correctly.
He's not used to this sort of 'game' with Eugene, entire body and nervous system on an edge.
He freezes as the other grabs him, as if expecting the worst. Luckily, it's nothing of the sort. For the most part.
"Yeh, I - , I respect his property, 'cause it's . . it's right โ ?" A hesitant hand reaches out, taking the skeleton that's almost comically a little too
Helping Yello onto his feet, Eugene smiles slightly. Dusting the little yellow thing off before speaking.
"Glad to hear! Now! Let's get this upstairs then. Because you value DUCKS property. Hm? Go on then!"
Holding out the skeleton with a grin.
" โ YES!" Yello doesn't hesitate to agree, having tripped over his own feet, laying on the stairs. "I, uh โ , I value everything! An' you!"
A rapid nod, hair flying wildly as he does so. "So, NO lesson!"
Pausing halfway down the stairs, eyes going wide now as he grips the handrail of the stairs.
"N - no, no lesson, you don't gotta โ !" Moving to stumble back UP the stairs now.
Frowning, the Coffin stands straighter. Gripping the skeleton tight enough for one of the bones to break under pressure.
"I could teach you something too, maybe! Perhaps about 'Valuing those around you!'"