Feeling inmense compassion for the space cowboy, the redhair put the bar into his hand, stealthily so no one could see.
" You will need this more than anyone. Ed will keep the secret. "
Poor, poor man.
She looks at the chocolate bar...
Then at him.
... She understands.
No one gave Spike sweets.
She could picture him, sadly going door to door, begging for sweets in a pitiful and miserable way.
You needed cuteness or beauty in this festivity... and he was loosing his touch.
" ... "
She is not fully understanding Halloween... So you get sweets but then others can ask for your sweets but then you can ask them for sweets and they have to give you the sweets back and then —
" Because Ein goes with Ed!
Ed is not alone, silly! "
For the eyes of the kid... Ein could be a dangerous and fierce guard dog.
" But he is not around! Ed can't go alone. "
... Eyebrow twitch.
"You want me to... go with you?"
Like she's babysitting or something? Ewwww.
"Don't you— don't you run off on your own all the time anyway? With Ein?"
"... Wait. @Radical_Tomato.
You're a child."
Devious grin.
Plops down a neighborhood map of some wealthy community on Mars—
"Knock on every door and clean out their candy supply. Then bring it back home and we'll have a feast. Deal?"
"... Wait. @Radical_Tomato.
You're a child."
Devious grin.
Plops down a neighborhood map of some wealthy community on Mars—
"Knock on every door and clean out their candy supply. Then bring it back home and we'll have a feast. Deal?"