โโ๏นGRANDPA DEFOOKE .แ โ *
ใMy wife bounced when she fell and I'm pretty sure she ended up in france.ใ
an original muse inspired
by several comedic sources.
21+ mun, non-selective.
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+ seems to have lost, and wife, but the focus (in terms of his mumbles) is not.
Turning back towards her, Grandpa Defooke gave a light smile, raising his hand and pats his palm once to her forehead before putting his hand down. The Phatlandish greeting.
โNice to meet you, Mel.โ
She'll remember, but he very well might not. At least, not consistently. โWyan Defooke. Or just grandpa, that's what everyone calls me anyway. And 'old man' but no need to point it out.โ
Bit of a rambler, he is, mumbling directly after, but solely in regards to this 'will' he +
luckily for him, she's not quite as blunt as that, her manners were well ingrained in her. she knows a lot better, of course.
" oh.แ right, yes. my name is melanie. andโ you are? " she'll never forget when he answers. she has a very near absolute memory.
+ That and some other things but that's a story for another time.
Unprompted, he turned to her once more. โIf not, I'm using you as a shield. Now!โ he clasps his hands, only for a moment, then squints. โWait, who are you, gran-child?โ
โYeaah.โ The old man grumbled, not harshly, but more so in agreement with a thrust of hand in dismissal. โShe might have the will stuck to 'er.โ
She wouldn't be the first person to think 'senile' โ the amount of times he's been asked if he's taken his meds is off the roof. +
" ๐hโ i see ... " hardly the first rambling old man she's come across, and she's already gathered, perhaps a little senile too. that's fine, she can handle that.
hopefully. " well, let's start on looking for your wife, maybe? "
For a moment of silence Grandpa Defooke holds the magnifying glass still, only to chuck it over his shoulder. He'll probably forget he even did it within ten minutes, in truth.
โMy will to live, is one. And my wife.โ He hums, looking around just a bit. โBoth flew off.โ
" oh, hello.แ " she simply smiled, and perked up just a little bit. glancing at him once, then twice. wondering where specifically he'd come from. give it time, they'll certainly get there.
" did you need somethingโ? "
+ stands straighter than his back and a POP, angling a magnifying glass he had for god-only-knows-why, and looks at her through it and leans.
Cartoonishly, his eye goes left, rightโ dead-center on them.
โHello.โ
Oh dear, he's found himself elsewhere again. Where? He hasn't the slightest clue, but with his head lowered and arms behind his back, eyes squinted and lips pursed like a hunched detective in thought, he ambles almost past @superbiatech.
Stopping, the 179 year old man +
โNo ones anniversary is as eventful as mine was in 1972, when my wife got mad at me while we were stranded in the desert so she ate a cactus and farted the spikes at me til I apologized.โ