#Sherri Jr

[joeyprotozoa]

Sherri Jr. wearing a black t-shirt that reads "I ❤️ my father"

if you hurt her 🔫💀 i will hurt you 🔫💀

[albertbutyoucancallmebert]

Is that as big as the Sherri IIIs get?

About so.

[cloudydayjoy]

Here's how shoulder rat can still win (post chemical-induced growth spurt.)

Sherri Jr. belongs to @joeyprotozoa.

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

@albertbutyoucancallmebert

(Previous) Sherri lit up when Teddy hugged her and said he’d still play. Yay! Maybe a fun game would calm him down. She excitedly bobbed her head up and down to answer Teddy’s question. Staying in the lab would certainly be the safest option… Although, the thought of playing hide and seek outside was very intriguing. The Skullship was massive! A single game could probably take days! Weeks! But that was an idea for another time. She took a moment to type something on his phone again, hoping to word her rules in the most concise way possible. “i count to thirty now.” Sherri then closed her eyes and put her paws over her ears…

Standing up while only using only one arm— and without being able to put his weight on the other— was a daunting task. Or at the very least: Time-consuming.

Teddy managed. But by now he doubted he had much time to hide. He sighed before gently resting his hand on Sherri Jr’s and waiting for her to notice.

“Wait... could we please start over?”

[eyeballcommander]

@albertbutyoucancallmebert

(Previous) Bert stared at Commander Peepers with rapt attention, enjoying the mere act of listening to him speak. Even if he didn’t follow everything perfectly, what with his talks of vamooses and zounderkites. He knew it was jargon from the old-timey novels the Commander liked to read, and Bert always tried to piece together the meaning with context clues. There was a brief delay after Peepers’ last rhetorical question as Bert was still mulling over the unfamiliar words, but eventually he blurted out, “Ohh, you hate your family?” He asked it more to get confirmation that he understood correctly rather than inquiring further about the topic. Though the topic was a bit intriguing...

“Yep,” Peepers said as he turned his attention back to the blaster. It wasn’t as if he was avoiding the topic. He simply wasn’t interested.

“So whaddya do to it?” Peepers picked it up to take a closer look. There was no trace of the anger or anxiety he had shown within the last few minutes. It had been completely replaced by curiously.

[azolla-the-plant-villain]

@albertbutyoucancallmebert Azolla was excited as she made her way to the designated lab on the skull ship. She’d asked Commander Peepers for permission of course!

She respected that even if they were friends that she was still technically a rival villain, and honestly even if she wasn’t it wasn’t very polite to just show up to a friends place unannounced, even if it was for a debatably open invite birthday party for a rat.

But it was fine! Even if she didn’t really know the Watchdog that took care of her, she was sure that once Sherri Jr got a look at the genetically modified tree she had brought her that they wouldn’t be able to turn her away!

The tree was currently concealed under a specially adjusted greenhouse class, it made sure that light got to the precious plant while obscuring what it was to the outside observer!

Azolla carried it along carefully as she approached Bert’s lab, which she had to ask Peepers for directions to.

[girlishwhimsies]

plssss pls pls share what soda is like as a girl dad (i will owe my life to u)

ABSOLUTELY

girl dad soda is the only dad soda to me i fear like ough. cannot tell me that man would not love his daughter. personally i think his daughter would have been a premie so girl is TINYYYY and dude is so scared he is gonna like breathe on her wrong and break her 😭 he would LOVE those front baby carriers you can attach to yourself then just hold the baby in like she would ALWAYSSSSS be in one when soda is working at the dx. he would loveeeeeee putting her in little bows and cute little outfits too, he would wake her up and be chatting to her about her outfit choices for the day, asking about what color onesie she prefers that day. the roles are absolutely reversed when she’s a toddler, she is chronically putting bows in his hair. he would also brag to everyone whenever she hits ANY milestone, like the moment she is able to lift her head he is calling everyone and talking abt how amazing his daughter is cause clearly she is perfect wdym it’s a regular milestone??? also he sings her to sleep every night and it’s so cute ughhhh. btw bro absolutely SOBBED at her birth, like tears STREAMING down his face as he saw her and held her for the first time ughhhh. btw she has red hair just like cherry and that made him sooooo emotional he was so excited and happy fr. this isn’t even half of the thoughts i have on him and his daughter i will yap forever

[theshadowrealmitself]

Okay but even though Fry got to talk to his mom and say goodbye to her, he was never able to have that kind of moment with his brother

[jazzjlan]

the bbs are tposing!! at least, dylan is trying his best, sherry's t-ching him the ways (hehe get it)

[thenhc]

[sortanonymous]

Life as a Truex fan these past 22 race weekends

[spnhunter4life]

Music Monday Week 16!

Jensen singing Whipping Post

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[albertbutyoucancallmebert]

Put that thing back in the incubator!!!

[cloudydayjoy]

Sherri Jr. (@joeyprotozoa ) has earned the love of two animal-indifferent men.

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

@albertbutyoucancallmebert

(Previous) “Hm,” Bert glanced once more at the notebook. “Let’s move on to what’s been happening.” He carefully took the straw out of his milkshake to let Sherri Jr lick a few drops from it. She seemed very happy afterwards.

Teddy nodded and pushed the notebook closer to Bert. Out of milkshake range, of course. The events listed were:

Initiation

Xryxlittian Summoning Ritual

1st "Blood Drive"

Gloria joined as their sponsor, extremely rich

Quincy's Dinner Aftermath

Commander Peepers charged them for 8 years of rent

Mike discovered the details of that bastard's demonification

Became an unofficial liaison between Commander Peepers and Mike

Became the Glornch's Tailor, started project to replace existing robes

Convinced Mike to kill him

Started searching for artifacts for the plan

Started studying the material properties of magic (I'll send my findings)

Commander Peepers lost

Decided to use the TIME Project as a last resort

Summoned Addolorata

Ordered to make a new mitre

Learned of Oncoming Zyrothe Summoning

Found out that he's too vain to conduct summonings without his mitre

Sam Ousted Thomas

He was conflicted about Bert letting Sherri Jr. lick his straw. They were as adorable as always. Yet it wasn't exactly sanitary...

After a long pause Teddy remembered that he never used his straw. So he stood up and asked, “Where do you keep plates?”

[eyeballcommander]

@albertbutyoucancallmebert

(Previous) Bert vigorously nodded. “I understand. I get some of my things stolen all the time by them.” He also sheepishly rubbed his head. “...Sure I can be a bit clumsy and misplace a lot of things, but,” he took on an annoyed expression, “I always know they have taken something when unlucky phenomena start happening, like tripping every time I pass through a door or choking on every third sip of a beverage…” Bert then stared at the ground and clenched his fists. “And I am also sorry you had to deal with Percy being a nuisance to you again. That headache of a watchdog…” As he was staring at the ground, he caught sight of a green snout poking out from behind the corner of the central table. He took a step to the side to peer around Peepers to get a better look at Sherri Jr lurking. She perked up when she met Bert’s eye. Ah, she’d been caught eavesdropping!... Though it wasn’t really eavesdropping when Commander Peepers could be heard from anywhere in the room. More than anything, though, Sherri Jr was lurking there in preparation to attack if the Commander dared to do anything more harmful than shake and yell at her father! Despite the many times he warned her never to attack the Commander, she would have done it! But now that things seemed to have cooled down, she waddled over to Bert and sat at his feet, warily staring up at Peepers.

Peepers let out a relieved sigh and wiped imaginary sweat off his imaginary brow. “Phew! Good to know that he’s only capable of minor curses!”

He never quite understood why people apologized for things that were out of their control. Or at least, not when they weren’t playing damage control on behalf of some moron who’d drag them down with him. But Peepers couldn’t say he actually felt as sorry as Lord Hater should.

That’s why Peepers wasn’t sure how to response to Bert apologizing on behalf of their mutual enemy. What was he supposed to do anyways? So he ignored it and kept talking.

“Once I got cursed by some dying hag to be unable to shoot without it literally blowing up in my face!” He paused to snicker. “I knifed her, of course. Took some doing with an Offiziersmesser but I got it done.”

Then he crossed his arms and groaned. “Getting it dispelled was a pain and a half though... Not that it’s a problem once you find the right guy. But 95% of the so-called witches were frauds, 70% of the real ones fled, 25% of them took the opportunity to try to lay another curse before vamoosing, and the last one would only do it for a powerful ancient artifact we just finished getting.”

Once Peepers finished telling his little story he smirked. “Oh yeah: I got my bloodline cursed. Probably. Kinda hope it worked its way into the existing line because I hate that gaggle of zounderkites.”

Then he mischievously snickered. “Could you imagine wasting the rest of your life energy on a guy who never intended to have kids?”

While he was talking he noticed Sherri Jr. creeping on up and leaned to the side to get a better view around the corner. Come to think of it... It’s been a tad too long since she last visited Hater Jr, hasn’t it?