#Tsar Lunar the uhhh shit what number was the dad of the current MiM)

[fatherxfear]

"Come on Koz-- let's cut a rug like we used to. I wanna learn all about this yaoi dance craze. We're old men-- we are perfect for it!" The elder Tsar is already wiggling his hips. He has no idea what he just asked for he is entirely in the dark about human customs.

"....I long for the sweet embrace of death."

The old General doesn't move from his seated position as the old Tsar gyrates regrettably around the forest floor.

Deadpan, eyebrows climbing incredulously higher on his shellshocked face, he has welcomed his dire fate.