Halloween 2025 - Day 06

Drago: I propose taking turns from now on.

Cael: Way ahead of you. Neither of us will have a turn; I've farmed out the work.

Cael: These fuzzballs have offered to do the heavy lifting.

Drago: Without arms?

Cael: Shut up. They're saving you from walking.

Drago: So what did they get?

Cael: This knitted pumpkin. It's been in my lap this whole time.

Drago: It has not!

Drago: Although... it is sort of nice. No complaints here.

Drago: Good job, fuzzballs

Does that mean we can stay?

Drago: I never said how good of a job...

*Poof*