Thread:BixbiteTheGreat/@comment-34012245-20190624165351/@comment-34012245-20190624202130

"What for, though?" They asked. "They're mine. Don't know what they are, but they are mine." Still, Kewl extended one arm so Fallon could look at the bracelet.

The pumpkin did a sound similar to purring, if vegetables could do so, and gladly accepted Galaxian's hand.