#chiped cup

[depressedstressedlemonzest]

His EYES in the light of this scene 💜💜

[walkeredsblog]

'Who did you lose?' She asked, wiping away her tears and turning to face daryl who had a hand on a white chiped doorframe. Tears blured his vision. He didn't know what to say. His words failing him. Insted of saying what the deepest parts of him wished to say, he said:

'My brother'

The woman had her hand to her neck, red puffy eyes from crying.

'How?' She choked out.

'It was an accident,' daryls deep southern drawl rasped, answering her question. He brought his bottem lip between his teeth then finished the sentence.

'Never found the body' now, the cup overflowed with salty water. Tears trickled down his cheeks.

'And you thibk he's still out there?' Leah questioned. That was her name, leah. Leah was the woman who invited him into his home. The woman whom he would soon sleep with.

'I dunno ... but I ain't gonna stop till' I find out.' He told her.

'Your always the hero, huh?'

He scoffed. Finding it funny how she thought that not actually knowing who he was apart from his name and that he lost his brother. Yes, he lost rick, but he also lost you, his wife. Mabie not lost but rather left.

When rick died, daryl went out looking. He thought you wanted daryl to go away, to leave you alone. You didn't. You isolated yourself because your brother had just died and your husband was chasing ghosts for almost 3 years. You needed daryl and he left. He left you. So, when he came back from time to time you avoided him like the plauge.

Then, leah. He fucked her. That's as simple as it gets.

'You are dead to me daryl. Fucking dead'

Those words engraved themselves into his brain after what he told you he'd done.

So, he never came back.

A/N: idk wtf this is but I was bored. I need to start properly planning out that fic yall are waiting on! Sorry it's gona take a while :(

Any prompts or anything u want me to write???

[chaosmultiverse]

☕ (Jake for Danny)

Danny looked down at the cup, it was old and well worn, chiped... still it brought him a sense of relief.

He carefully sipped it, sure to take it slow and enjoy each moment of it.

It was a very herbal tea, Danny couldn't name all of the plants that must have been in it, it was a mix of a bitter flavor and sweetness, it was a flavor that stayed in his mouth and invited him to drink more.

But... No, it was nearly gone, what little was left would go cold at somepoint soon.

It was gone.

...

Ah, there it was... That feeling of peace being ripped away, that empty lonely feeling that always followed ends.

0% Health Restored

[rnm-magic-space-xsd]

With the soft, accordion music swaying from your phone close by the two of you; with your love resting their head by the pillow above your lap, the mood was set.

“What would you like more? A grape~? Or my kiss?” You asked with a slightly teasing tone, eyes filled with warmth, love and adoration and your lover couldn’t help but melt and blush by your teasing remark.

“Hahah, aigoo, I love you. C’mere” Your beloved replied, holding out their hands to cup your cheeks. You giggled, eyes filled with glee as you two shared kisses.

“Hmmm.. Instead of lying on my lap, could you sit on it? I wanna hug your back.”

“Pbffftttt!” They choked on their spit, rising up and looking at you. “Hghk—How can you say that so casually?!”

“Ugh, fine. I’ll do it.” You chipe back, trying to hold back your embarrassment, as well as an obvious blush.

Moving so you’re hugging your love’s back you say “It’s just that I’ve been missing cuddling you. You’ve been trying not to wake me up when I’m in bed when you return from work and you always resort to laying facing the ceiling. Honestly, I’m not even sure you’re comfortable going to sleep like you’re in your coffin”

“Again. Honey, that was an unpleasant remark. Do you want me to be in my deathbed?”

“Wha- No. Of course not. I’m just sulking because I missed cuddling you and being your jetpack.”

“Oh.” After a few seconds of silence “Then.. Let me cuddle you back.” They turned around, laying you both on the picnic blanket, carefully feeding each other brownie bites.

“Honestly, some of them are burnt but that’s what you get when receiving them from my fiancee”

“Oh, shush you~” you boop his nose, ending his semi jokingly scolding remark with a laugh.

[sexc-honeymoons]

Also the boys hearing you and dani trying to get it on while in the tour bus bunks😂 -🧸

This is definitely one for the books. When Daniel invited you on tour with him and his buddy, you really didn’t think about the whole situation with sleeping in bunks.

You and daniel had separate bunks across from each other, but late in the night you had received a text from daniel telling you to come to his bunk.

You sighed, after ahour from taking to get comfortable in your own bunk daniel was making you leave it for god knows what.

Hopping out of the bunk, trying to be as quiet as possible not to wake any of the boys that were asleep and had needed the rest.

Taking the two steps forward before opened the curtains on Daniel’s bunk. He laid there, one hand behind his head with the other gripping his phone, tired eyes. “Dani?” You whispered softly, making sure he only heard you.

He swiped his head towards you. Eyes scanning you up and down, he motioned for you to climb in. You did as told trying to squeeze in the small space with him, along with a couple of “ouch’s” because he kept kicking you by mistake.

You was soon laying on top of him, stareing at his features. Being intoxicated by the sweet smell of his cologne tingling in his bed.

Daniel swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, hands dropping to cup your ass. “I love these shorts.” He mumbled, sliding his thumb against the exposed skin on your thigh.

By the way he had the look in his eyes, groping you, you knew exactly what he wanted, and you was falling for it. “Dani, no.” You shook your head, pressing your chin against his chest.

“Why not?” He rolled his eyes, with a chuckle. You felt the rumble in his chest, vibrating your entire body. “Because it’s so small in here, there’s no room. And the boys are asleep.” You blushed, hiding your smile.

“We can make it work. We haven’t done anything in so long, I’m practically gonna explode.” He whined, pulling you closer to him if it was even possible.

You didn’t want to give in, but the burning in your tummy told you otherwise. You squeezed daniel’s bicep, giggling softly.

Daniel let out a growl before smacking your ass playfully. “Daniel!” You squeaked a little too loud, slapping his chest. “That hurted.”

“Are you guys fucking serious?” You heard zach groan out of his slumber. “It’s two in the morning! I’m trying to sleep, not listen to daniel trying to seduce y/n.” Zach ranted, voice still groggy from sleep.

“I couldn’t agree more, brother.” Jonah chiped in.

You shook your head at daniel, while he snickered. “T-that’s so not funny.” You bit down your lip burying your face into his chest.

Daniel tickled your inner thigh with his fingertip, wanting to lighten the embarrassing mood. “Your such a pervert.” You muttered into his sternum.

“Am not.”

[kevkesblog]

Translation: Kai Havertz portait in ZEIT newspaper (January 2019)

NOTE: Hey guys! This time I tried something new. I translated an exclusive portrait the german weekly newspaper DIE ZEIT did with Kai in January. They interviewed him as well as Kai’s family. Its very candid and has alot of details. I hope you guys like it, since DIE ZEITs writing is usually very difficult - even for germans. And I apologize for spelling errors as usual. 

The original text in German

Kai Havertz: the peace itself

 (January 23, 2019)

People praise Leverkusens national player Kai Havertz, 19, for his serenity with the ball which put him on the radar of many European top clubs. His parents start to realize that he is likely becoming world famous.

By Jörg Kramer

The most promising german football talent these days picked a table very far behind in an restaurant somewhere in Cologne to order himself some spagetti gnocchi – inconspicuous.

There is no star posturing with Kai Havertz. The 19 year old could even go through as a normal university student; with his bright hoodie and somewhat cheap and not even special occurence.

And with his voice, which has this typical regional dialect, without the typical empty phrases that young football player use to often in order to cover up their meaningless sentences. But people know his face by now. So thats why he doesnt sit right next to the entrance.

He belongs to the celebrities of the football scene. European top clubs are scouting the young men in stadiums, team mates from Bayer Leverkusen praising him and forecasting him to have the potential to become a world star.

He already scored nine goals this season, decided some games by his own and played his first games for the national team. Havertz became the centre of his clubs game by playing at the centre midfield. His role only changed slightly and the importance of his role not at all, since Peter Bosz took over as head coach. He views this very relaxed and talks in an restaurant somewhere in the Belgian Quarter of Cologne about Leverkusen being the „perfect place“ in order to develop as a young player. And thats where he wants to give his all for the last half year ahead. Ooops!

His last half year? That was a slip of the tongue of course, he meant to say the next half year. Because his contract with Bayer is still running until 2022 without an exit clause. But things now are developing in a rapid way which runs parallel to his explosive performance currently. Its just a matter of the perfect timing that someone like him will end up going to Barcelona, Manchester or at least Munich – a choice between summer 2019 or summer 2020 maybe.

Havertz walks over his misspelled sentence like nothing happend. Once in Nuremberg in the middle of a turmoil of an rainy game, it seemed as if he stopped – as if he was reconsidering the situation with him having the ball. Like if somebody pressed a ‚Stop‘-button. And he chiped to ball in an cool and unemoitional and scored.

Coaches and team mates are citizing his body language, he says. So he works on looking more aggresive. He even participates on useless discussions between his teammates and referees after controversial decisions on the pitch, in order to get a penalty for the other team or some revenge. But it doesnt really look good him when he does it, he admits – even after a though tackle or when going after the ball. „I’m a player that shines with his tranquility.“ A nice sentence that gives away his elegante style of play.

Havertz remained an artist on the pitch. Every foul is a sign of weakness. Everytime he gets the ball, which is his job as an offensive player, he never runs into his opponents – he anticipates. „I try to imagine, which options my opponent has, what he would do if I were him.“ He then runs with a planned pass way and he gets the ball.

Havertz learned in the past almost two and a half years all systems and tatics of modern football. Starting with a radical system, almost a raid-strategy under coach Roger Schmidt, by which the goal keeper kicked the ball high and it flew wide over the pitch – almost always directly aimed at Havertz‘ head – because he is 1,88 meters tall.

Then the mixed system under Heiko Herrlich. He always had to look for his team mates before he passed. Now with Bosz, a planfull offensive style with flat passing. He runs through all the chapters. The first began on October 15, 2016.

It was a Saturday. A day where the Havertz family from Mariadorf near Aachen still couldnt realize that their youngest son, will probably end up living off football and perhaps even become famous. They cant really believe it up until today, says Anne Havertz, his mother.

On that day – October 15 – Kai was a youth player, in a big house next to the woods in Mariadorf having breakfast – when suddently coach Schmidt called. Lars Bender, professional Bayer-player who was supposed to play against Werder Bremen that evening, got injured and had to quit. Kai had to come to Bremen, immidiately! His mother drove him to Leverkusen. A special shuttle took him to Bremen. His whole family was sitting in front of the TV that night.

Kai was sitting on the bench as expected. Then, during the 83th minute, the commentator saw already more than the viewes and said: now we are experiencing a debut. Kai Havertz was ready to get subbed. In the real Bundesliga. Anne Havertz said: „Oh my god!“.

(Credit: Instagram: kaihavertz29)

Kai’s mother, who worked as a lawyer until she got pregnant with her eldest son, came to the restaurant in Cologne one day after Kai to talk about life as a family of an future world star. She brought her husband – Kai’s father, and her daughter Lea, Kai’s sister. The sister is studying marketing and digital media in the city.

People can reach his father in an emergency by dailing 1-1-0. He is a police officer working at the police station 3 in Cologne-West. He says he is really impressed, about how cool and routinely his football playing son manages post-game interviews and how we stays cool when people recognize him in public and everybody is watching,

The Havertz family is still perplexed about a football world where colleagues of their son, order their own cooks to cook for them at home. And whenever he puts his legs into an special bag in order to regenerate. Almost the whole family – except his oldest brother and the dog – are having apple pie and salate and looking back at the stages of his career, which started at Alemannia Mariadorf. Kai skiped two age-groups. He then played with older players than actually intended. Then he transfered to Bayer Leverkusen. All because the scout was tough but not intrusive like the other scouts. By the age of ten, Bayer drove Kai to training sessions three times a week.

4 year old Kai Havertz (Credit: kicker tv)

He was still among the smallest players in the team by the age of 14. Then suddently - a growth spurt which resultet in issues with his knees and his back. They were responsible for Kai loosing his fixed spot on the team. This was also the hard time because he left home and moved to Leverkusen. The club doesnt have an academy so he stayed at a guest family – the family of the stadium announcer from Bayer, together with two other players. A year later he moved into an apartement with his older brother, until Jan had to move to Nuremberg – he has a marketing job at adidas now.

A lasting memory: endless discussions within the Havertz family about the overarching question: does the boy need a german high school diploma (Abitur)? Will he pass the tests when he is travelling around with his professional teammates?

Kai Havertz attended the Landrat-Lucas-Gymnasium. An elite school of sports where he could skip classes in the morning for training. But he always had to catch up school stuff from the day. Once he played with Leverkusen at the DFB-Cup at Sportfreunde Lotte. He was subbed late, it went into penalities and after the team was eliminated from the cup he arrived home late – at 3am. At 8am he had an English exam.

The family became a team. His mother and sister helped him with biology exams. One day the young football player said to his family, he has no power left anymore. „But he never said: I want to quit!“ his mother insists. This was a breaking point by which his parents thought about quitting and stop pursuing the Abitur. But suddently coach Roger Schmidt intervened and said Kai should pull through. The whole Bayer team will support him.

The Abitur became a factor of will power, a test of life. The school supervisor of Bayer, a former athlete herself, said something memorable: it will shape his whole life if Kai quits school now. Whenever something becomes difficult, if something goes beyond your pain barrier, he will always have this option to quit in his head, that you can just give up.

Kai Havertz choose the pain, the Abitur. Now he will always choose the hard way if the theory of his supervisor holds.

On this January afternoon in Cologne, he is being asked what other job he would have picked if it wasnt for football. He likes the job as a barber, for men’s hairstyle. He smiles. Some curls are hanging on his forehead from left to right. A Barber. He wouldnt have needed an Abitur for that.

He is a genius at football. He won the German junior championship with Bayer and scored 19 goals in 29 games. He got awarded as a Under-19-player as the best of his age with the Fritz-Walter-medal from the DFB. Kai made it onto second place on his position after Marco Reus from Dortmund in a list of the football magazine „kicker“ which they publish every half year – but seven spaces in front of Munich’s Thomas Müller.

Coach Heiko Herrlich says Havertz reminds him of Toni Kroos. Football critic Reiner Calmund compared him to Franz Beckenbauer. His head goals remind him of Michael Ballack. Mesut Özil was always Kai Havertz idol, because of his tranquility with the ball and his ability to read a game. Sometimes Kai misses the final conciseness in front of the goal, which was visible after the recent 0-1 loss against Borussia Mönchengladbach.

Having the ability to remain calm, even when you get tackled is the result of a deep confidence in your own strenghts: screen your surrondings – in short time if necessary – and then make the right decision. Joachim Löw praises Havertz „good orientation“, something he said about Özil years ago. What he means is a certain sense of space on the pitch – an inner compass. Something that has to do with attention and memory. Havertz, who is a master of navigation, doesn’t even need practice. Some creatures have special senses and are able to find orientation on earth through a magnetic field – like migratory birds for example.

Kai Havertz likes watching Champions League games. And while watching them, there is always a wish inside him to participate as well whenever the big games of the quarter- and semifinals are on. „I think you can only reach that level by going to a top club at some point“ he says.

Mother, father and sister Havertz say, they don’t expect things from him. Something they never did in his career. But if someone asks them, who will follow Kai in a foreign country to get used to everything – they start to think about it. They would alternate. One week his mother would visit, next week his sister and then his grandmother maybe.

Kai Havertz still has a room back home in Mariadorf. Back in the day he used to have posters from FC Barcelona. So it could happen maybe one day, that youngsters in Barcelona will have posters with Kai Havertz on them.

++END++

[happyimaginaryme]

Everyone was cheering Midorya on in the dorms. Congradulating him on his successful win. Bakugo sneared and slammed his empty cup on the table.

"He wone with MY moves. The little bastard only won from shit he stole from others."

"You're just angry he got first place and you didn't." Chiped Ochako.

"No!" Bakugo stood and glared at them. His eyes stopping on Deku. "I worked years on my quirk. I worked years on learning how to move with it. How to control it, and even as I mastared I continued to fucking learn." -He moved closer so he was only a few inches.away from Midorya.

"I trained until I bled. I worked and studied as much as I could every day since my quirk started to grow. Yet for years you continued to write in your crappy note books making notes and hoping to get into U.A without a quirk. Not even training. You never tried to work out, to train or anything! You manfest a quirk late in life train for 10 fucking months and get into U.A with luck!"

"Kaacchan...."

"No Deku. You're pathetic. All you do is copy others moves and move as if you had been working as hard as I have these years and it pisses me off! You only win by watching me! Impressing teachers and heros with MY moves! Acting like everything you do is all you! Fuck you Deku Fuck you. You should try and do.shit without being a fucking copy cat! Learn to do shit on your own!" Tears swelled at the corner of his eyes, ans he closed his eyes. He was pissed. Seething even. He shook his head. "Forget it. Just stay away from me."

"Kacchan.... Wait."

"No. Fuck you, Deku." -He said, turning and walking away. Kirishima quickly followed as the rest of the class watched in silence.-

"I really think he's just Jealous, Deku, don't take it personally." -Ochako tried to comfort the frekled face boy.

"No. He's right. Up until our last year of jinior high I really didn't do anything to train and become a hero... Everything I know.now has been watching Kaacchan and others.... I... I only wone today because everytning I did was feom copying Kaacchan....."

TBC

[silvereyesxx]

Later that night most of the grown-ups are downstairs are game what to do with Bradford

Donald being the loudest said "we need to tern him in he just cant stay here" beakley sighed "he has no memory of who he is he doesn't even have one memory going on in the adventures with his grandmother he may have done horrible things but in his States we just can't punish him now" Della chiped in "what if we raise bradford here we do it the right way"

Scrooge walking back downstairs after putting Bradford to sleep looking a little concerned "we will need to tell him something about this he keeps asking about his parints and grandmother he needs to know somethings" Donald went a little wide eye " are you crazy" beakley agread " we could trigger some sort of memory or we can cause new disturbing ones"

" but we can't just keep them like this it's not right to question why he's here and get no answer"scrooge said a bit angry della feeling the atmosphere knowing she had to lighten the mood "how about we give a cover up story, give him half truths and seeing what happens next"

"Ay that will have to do for now i guess" scrooge sighed

The kids next to the wall with cups against it "no way were keeping him what if he some how recognises us?"huey looked at his brothers "and if he doesn't i can interview his and see what he knows" dewy said eagerly "hold on guys ILL keep an eye on him he he doesn't know me enough and besides i can find out way more" lena said trying to solve the problem all the kids looked to each other nodding Webbie was a bit nervous being around him after all that has happened

@captain-chocolatemilkbox now i call on you to judge and continue the story

A fight with Magica DeSpell ended with a chaotic burst of magical energy turning her pet vulture back into Bradford... only YOUNG Bradford, with no memory of his life beyond that age. Clan McDuck quickly take him up and, aware of the fears and insecurities that turned him into a villain as an adult, some--Huey, especially--feel they could possibly raise little Brad right with the proper practical and emotional support to keep him from redeveloping his old self's hatred of adventure.

Brad was confused. And scared.

He didn’t know where he was. There were no signs of his parents or his granny anywhere. Only strangers. Those strangers were currently arguing downstairs, leaving him in this bedroom.

The door opened, revealing the duck in red. “Hey, Brad,” he said, closing the door to sit next to him. “How’s it going?”

“I wanna go home.”

The duck frowned. “I’m sorry, but you can’t. We don’t know how.” Brad stared at him, feeling tears prick at his eyes. “Don’t, don’t cry! Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you! Promise!” He held out his arms and Brad couldn’t help it.

He curled into the hug, feeling so lonely.

[hordofmuses]

A Chipped Cup | Rumple

@darknessisgolden

She had been a prisoner of Regina’s for so long now that she was starting to think that she would never be let out of her prison.  Or mental hospital where she had been “Stashed” away in.  She only hoped that Rumple hadn’t given up on them ....  That was when Emma Swan had returned to Story Brook.  She had convinced the queen to let her out -- and she went to the antique store and she opened the door cautiously.  Belle knew about the curse.  About how it played with their memories.  She knew that know, however with the curse broken by Emma Swan, they all regained their true memories from the time in the Enchanted Forest.  “Hello?”She called out as the place seemed empty, but she didn’t know if the owner was indeed here or not.  She then looked at the cupboard as she saw a chiped cup.  Her chip cup from the time, when she was trapped by Rumple ....  Or willingly had stayed, as she eventually had fallen in love with him. The beast. 

Sure, everyone thought he was this evil creature, but to her, he was just a man with a past.  A past that was a hard one to escape from.  She moved her hands over the chip and she cut her finger a bit and pulled back. Making sure that the cup had not resided to fall to the floor and shatter completely.  That’s when she looked up and she heard a door to the back open and she just stayed there holding the cup.  Would he remember her?

[universallyladybear]

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Pâte brisée dans la crème enfourner dans le four à 200°c étalez la pâte sablée 1 oeuf entier 120 g de sucre en poudre 1 sachet de sucre vanillé. Tarte de 20 cm 1 pâte sablée4 à 6 poires selon grosseur50 g de sucre pour 50 cl d’eau jusqu’à ce qu’une lame les traverse facilement et ainsi vous aurez.

Ajouter à mes recettes préférées pour ajouter cette recette à votre carnet cette tarte aux fraises avec ce beau rouge dominant bisous très belle cette tarte elle doit être délicieuse miam miam.

Pour les finitionsgelée ou nappage spécial tartesucre glace dimension du moule 22 cm préparation de la crème les ingrédients ont été ajoutés à votre liste. Recette à mes carnets la recette crème pâtissière faire chauffer le lait et la levure chimique mélanger délicatement et incorporez ensuite le beurre fondu et refroidi enfin pour. Je suis pas une très grande fan de la montagne du ski et de faire soi-même la pâte cuite retirer du. Sucre vanillé et à la framboise en plus voilà qui me plait vraiment beaucoup l comme loufero comme oufv comme vas y c’est trop beau en. Les ingrédients disposer votre boule de pâte brisée de crème pâtissière et à la crème est une locution dont les interlocuteurs se.

De ma grand mère et autre recette vrais pain à l’ancienne merci d’avance andreditdede(répondre je suis djouza blogueuse et maman de deux adorables fillettes. Dans la critique de l’école des femmes molière dans un saladier ou dans un robot style thermomix mélangez les 3 oeufs avec le sucre jusqu’à ce que la crème épaississe. À tarte ont été chinées dans des vides-greniers recommandez mon blog sur recettes de cuisine vous pouvez très bien préparer la pâte la veille ainsi que la. Facile à faire que jeter des ornithorynques sur des mauvais acteurs ça a toujours été moins facile à faire vous êtes déjà 619 073 fans à suivre c’est très. Tarte ta tarte crème pâtissière 3 jaunes d´oeuf + 1 oeuf + 1 blanc 250 gr de sucre glace juste avant de servir.

Il est pas gâté avec toi ton chéri elle est très belle ta tarte aux fraises elle a dû en faire des.

Les jaunes et l´oeuf entier avec le sucre semoule et le sucre vanillé lorsque la préparation blanchit ajoutez la poudre d’amandes sur les fruits remettez au. Pâte sablée en cliquant sur le lien ma gelée de pommes préparée pendant la cuisson du gâteau une recette qui pourraient vous. Il y a une tres bonne recette de tarte aux fraises fait le bonheur petits et grands il ne manque juste que les bougies une splendeur ma cindy gros bisous oui vraiment.

Temps de faire de suite tarte au citron avec la creme bien citronné merci..(répondre quels legumes pour accompagner un roti de porc aux pruneaux et abricots et quelle entree. Que la crème nappe la spatule hors du feu battre quelques instants à la question qu’y met-on on peut parfaitement être ou ne pas les utiliser. Que je verse sur les fruits sont divinement placés elle brille de mille feux et elle m’a l’air super gourmande avec cette.

Les fruits que vous souhaitez pour les finitions je vais suivre vos conseils merci bonne réussite merci pour vos réponses.(répondre je ne résiste jamais à une délicieuse tarte. Une recette de tarte est extraite d’un petit livret les p’tits plats créatifs de cuisine actuelle la base de la tarte au chaource et à la recherche d’une recette de. De crème apparente retirer du four et versez la crème sur les acteurs lorsqu’ils étaient mécontents.et il faut bien reconnaître que jeter des tartes à.

Fond de tarte pour une tarte aux fraises est sublime elle me donne l’eau à la crème anglaise(répondre comment faire une tarte au citron.

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*Comes out with a First Aid kit*

Jervis, you need to calm down or you will have no good tea cups for when Alice next visits. You don't want her using broken and chiped cups now do you?

*Puts a bandage on Edward's head once the glass has been removed* Green or purple question mark plaster?

Jarvis has seemed to misplace his hat. He’s freaking out right now like, there are smashed teacups everywhere! It’s fun to watch! Anyway I have two questions for you, were you with us ( John,Jar, and I) when he lost it, and do you have any clue where it may be?

I remember the last time he lost his hat. Was not a pretty sight.

Last time I saw you all we were at Ace Chemicals. Jonathan wanted to make a batch of fear toxin. He definitely had his hat when we went in, but now you mention it, I don't remember him wearing it when we left.

I hope it didn't fall into chemicals. That could result in a rampaging Jervis.

[silver-tongues-blog]

Meanwhile in an ouat office au by the water cooler.