Ready For Christmas

Gσσɠʅҽ ιʂ ϝιɳҽ. Tԋҽ Hσʂƚ... ɯҽʅʅ....

*there's even more silence*

"...What did you do."

°...and he shifts, it's the first movement since the struggling stopped°

*the kitten seems to smile at him* :3 *he sees him as a parent.* mew *he purrs and rubbed his head against his arm, showing that he loves him* :3

°...I am trying to interrogate you, why must you be this adorable? He sighs. Stop growing on me, you tiny fluff. There's no threat to it, he just looks a little tired still and like he's decided to adopt them unless they eat him in the next few minutes, the cuteness is strong with this cat.°

°If we hadn't been kidnapped not that long ago, you'd be one of the strangest beings I've met. I guess you still are though? Given your little Vision move out there. l still wonder where you come from though...°

°He moves a hand to gently pet them.°

*RJ rolls over, but isn't awake just yet. He will be soon though, as his dream begins its final act.*

*they jump through the tear into what they hope is a safe place.*

@anon-jims . Ẃé áŕé héŕé. @anon-host áńd í őńĺӳ ẃáńt tő héĺṕ. Dőń't ӳőú tŕúśt úś?

*Alright he's just- he's just going to go. With the plane landed and a hotel room sorted, the Newscaster sends a text. It's worded a little stiffly, but the reply of just °K° was maybe not the friendliest either.*

*NJ's foot maybe bounces in the car ride over, just a bit.*

*He's knocking, and CJ opens the door. The Cameraman's expression isn't the easiest to read, but after a moment, he seems to come to a conclusion. A small sigh, and CJ offers a small smile. NJ manages one back. The Newscaster enters, and it's not the most calm situation, but he's here, and a bit of back and forth between the twins in sign he can't follow has RJ offering him a similar small smile.*

*Maybe this wouldn't be so terrible after all.*

The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

*They continued chanting and everything seemed to smile.*

°His glare intensifies. Alright you bundle of half off kindling, I don't know what your issue is, but you are keeping me from my brother. So, either you put me down, and we both walk out of here, or I get to go anime protagonist on your ***. Your call, haybale.°

15. Favorite song?

"Uh, wow that's hard- Touch-Tone Telephone? Maybe? It really depends on my mood."

°I can never choose between Zombie by The Cranberries or Drops of Jupiter, but I'm open to new recommendations.°

¶Hm... Viva La Vida? I don't really have a favorite, but that one is nice to listen to for one reason or another.¶

°If only the Bluetooth worked in this car.°

Reblog, click the picture, and prepare for battle.

*the kitten rubs his head against RJ* mew *they purr loudly*

*RJ doesn't stir at the embrace or the gentle rubbing, but his breathing looks a little easier.*

°CJ adjusts himself, preparing to actually lift him up. He doesn't think Jim is bleeding anymore, but the muted red on his shirt, head, and the seat are worrying at best. He looks at the kitten. Do you happen to have any portal tricks? He adjusts himself and Jim again, before lifting.°