This is my baby sister, Noelle. She’s been battling leukemia, and it’s been heartbreaking for our family. She’s the sweetest kid I know, and I can’t imagine my life without her. If you’re able to help at all, we’d be so grateful. Thank you for caring…❤️
Dm for link… :(
Terrance let out a mischievous chuckle. “TOO LATE!! YOUR PRECIOUS LITTLE MONSTER DOLL SHALL BE GOING IN THE FURNACE!! MWAHAHAHA!!”
He retreated behind the gate. “SEE YOU LATER, APPLE BOY!!!” And disappeared.
"SET IT ON FIRE?!" Rosie cries. He wasn't expecting that response, despite it being perfectly in line with other things Terrance has said to him in the past.
"Oh, please consider not burning it! Or maybe I can make you a new gift that you'll like more!" Rosie says.
”HMMM…” Terrance grumbled, bringing the plush closer to himself.
“THIS IS STUPID. IT HAS NO PURPOSE.” Terrance replies harshly, “I’M GOING TO TAKE IT INSIDE AND SET IT ON FIRE!!”
”HMMM…” Terrance grumbled, bringing the plush closer to himself.
“THIS IS STUPID. IT HAS NO PURPOSE.” Terrance replies harshly, “I’M GOING TO TAKE IT INSIDE AND SET IT ON FIRE!!”
"It's supposed to be a little monster!" Rosie says. "I usually make more cutesy things, but I thought you'd maybe like something more pointy like that!"
"Unless you wanted a cute thing, of course," Rosie adds, chuckling a little.
"Because you're my friend! And it's Christmastime!" Rosie says with an awkward yet hopeful smile.
"I hope you like it," he adds, looking away bashfully.
”OH. IT’S YOU.” Terrance spoke, making his way through the gates. Rosie McIntosh, harmless and unassuming. No need to blow him up.
“YOU MADE THAT… FOR ME?” He asked, “WHY.”
”OH. IT’S YOU.” Terrance spoke, making his way through the gates. Rosie McIntosh, harmless and unassuming. No need to blow him up.
“YOU MADE THAT… FOR ME?” He asked, “WHY.”
Rosie beams the moment he sees Terrance, assuming he was simply joking around about blowing him into smithereens.
"Terrance!" He exclaims happily before holding out the creature. "I made this just for you!"
There was a few moments of silence, before the boy appeared at the gate, eyes full of fury.
“YOU THERE!!” Terrance yelled out, “STATE YOUR INTENTIONS BEFORE I SET OFF THE SECURITY SYSTEM AND BLOW YOU TO SMITHEREENS. YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS. FOUR… THREE… TWO…”
There was a few moments of silence, before the boy appeared at the gate, eyes full of fury.
“YOU THERE!!” Terrance yelled out, “STATE YOUR INTENTIONS BEFORE I SET OFF THE SECURITY SYSTEM AND BLOW YOU TO SMITHEREENS. YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS. FOUR… THREE… TWO…”
Rosie stands beside the gate, a handmade plush creature in his hands. He's rather excited about seeing one of his friends. Though he's never gone to visit Terrance before, Rosie's explored the town enough in his downtime to assume that this place is most likely where he lives.