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"Whatever you want, make it fast — I've got work to do, dammit!"
(Or just come harass him in person over here on the Farm!)
"Whatever you want, make it fast — I've got work to do, dammit!"
(Or just come harass him in person over here on the Farm!)
Yeah, sure. I got nothing on me.
[Even more poking and double poking when he presses the screen too hard. Just a bunch of confirmation inquiries youknowhowitiz.]
Alright, I'm good over here.
[Even more poking and double poking when he presses the screen too hard. Just a bunch of confirmation inquiries youknowhowitiz.]
Alright, I'm good over here.
[Now that he's feeling awake darn these teens staying up too late with their theif moms and still feeling fairly nostalgic, he's going to do something on a whim.
Because Albert likes it when people do that, right?]
Because Albert likes it when people do that, right?]
[And after claiming Astrid would be, all that time ago. For shame, Albert.]
[Uh... Okay, then...]
[You know, for being a dragon boy in dragon village, he sure was missing a certain farm of justice-y alignment.]
[You know, for being a dragon boy in dragon village, he sure was missing a certain farm of justice-y alignment.]
[Because sometimes there are just not enough underlines in the world to properly express your tone. Some things in life secret codes can buy. For everything else there's audio.]
Worse than being hauled around and manhandled by a six-foot green sparklebear?
Worse than being hauled around and manhandled by a six-foot green sparklebear?
[Why is he not surprised the bear was sparkly?]
Could've been eaten, for one. [Pause.] Two, it could have been pink, I guess.
[He sure is trying to play this one straight.]
Could've been eaten, for one. [Pause.] Two, it could have been pink, I guess.
[He sure is trying to play this one straight.]
Oh, that sparklebear.
[Yeah, that makes sense.]
Things are...okay, I guess. Could be better, could be worse. I think we're coming back soon, but as long as nobody wrecks the books that are there and you don't give up my lab space, room renting is fine by me.
[Also tee hee, his room. You like him, Albert, admit it.]
[Yeah, that makes sense.]
Things are...okay, I guess. Could be better, could be worse. I think we're coming back soon, but as long as nobody wrecks the books that are there and you don't give up my lab space, room renting is fine by me.
[Also tee hee, his room. You like him, Albert, admit it.]
[Did he say "your" room? He meant "the" room. "The" is what he meant.
...
No but really there are a lot of vacancies at this stupid house at the moment, it's sort of depressing a little.]
That lab space was a present. I don't renege on gifts, kid. How about your girlfriend and the lady in red?
[HE IS ONLY ASKING BECAUSE COOP WOULD WANT HIM TO. YEAH.]
...
No but really there are a lot of vacancies at this stupid house at the moment, it's sort of depressing a little.]
That lab space was a present. I don't renege on gifts, kid. How about your girlfriend and the lady in red?
[HE IS ONLY ASKING BECAUSE COOP WOULD WANT HIM TO. YEAH.]
[Sure, sure, of course. He totally believes you.]
One, not my girlfriend. Two, Carmen. Three? I assume they'd come back with me. Or take me wherever they'd rather go. One of those.
One, not my girlfriend. Two, Carmen. Three? I assume they'd come back with me. Or take me wherever they'd rather go. One of those.
[Wait, does this mean Hiccup's in charge?
...Who the heck leaves Hiccup in charge?]
You know Albert, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were worried about us.
...Who the heck leaves Hiccup in charge?]
You know Albert, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were worried about us.
[It's called being a whistleblower, kid. You know how to be a whistleblower? YOU BLOW WHISTLES. IT'S NOT COMPLICATED.]
Worrying about you buffoons is Cooper's job. If I'm doing anything, it's just to pick up his damn slack.
Worrying about you buffoons is Cooper's job. If I'm doing anything, it's just to pick up his damn slack.
Edited 2013-05-07 00:30 (UTC)
[Man, if anyone could screw up blowing a whistle, it'd be Hiccup. And he'd cut his lip in the process.]
I'm sure he'll appreciate that, when he finds out.
[Hiccup might be teasing, but he also...kind of means it...]
I'm sure he'll appreciate that, when he finds out.
[Hiccup might be teasing, but he also...kind of means it...]
When did you get a flesh-eating snowflake? Wait, how did a flesh-eating snowflake?
[Without it...eating your flesh...]
[Without it...eating your flesh...]
[Sweet, darling, innocent Gandhina...]
That was...oddly polite of you. I think. [Just how big is this thing that it weighs four hundred pounds, what the hell.] What are you going to do with it when summer comes around?
That was...oddly polite of you. I think. [Just how big is this thing that it weighs four hundred pounds, what the hell.] What are you going to do with it when summer comes around?
[Sweet, stupid, patently oblivious Gandhina. It really is a good thing he loves that dumb mutt as much as he does.]
Well, it's too big to shove in the fridge. Maybe we'll build it an igloo and hope it doesn't melt. Or a swimming pool or something.
Well, it's too big to shove in the fridge. Maybe we'll build it an igloo and hope it doesn't melt. Or a swimming pool or something.
Can we build a swimming pool?
[PLEASE, UNCLE ALBERT, PLEEEEEASE.]
[PLEASE, UNCLE ALBERT, PLEEEEEASE.]
I think I may die if we don't get one.
[He sounds pretty serious there, Uncle Albert.]
[He sounds pretty serious there, Uncle Albert.]
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