(no subject)

[fuckincakewake]

DIRK
WHERE ARE U
WHY IS THERE A BABY IN OUR BED
DID YOU MAKE A ROBO BABY
oh fuck what IS THSI

Comments

[lepetit]

[ well dirk was asleep.

now he's just... sitting on the bed, clutching cal and wondering what the fuck is going on. okay maybe without the fuck part. maybe.

but meeting someone suddenly, especially when it's midnight sure is overwhelming. it isn't that he's a little intrigued, but a kid who's lived alone in an apartment all his life isn't going to adjust to a new environment right away. he doesn't really say anything, not that he had much need to before considering he... only talks to his puppet. ]

[fuckincakewake]

[ Okay, all phone calls are coming back without answer. All signs point to. this kid being Dirk- a much, much smaller Dirk, but a Strider none the less. At the edge of the bed, Roxy is sitting beside him, with enough space to keep the kid from freaking out. This is really, really bad. ]

OKAT
*okay
we can do this
u
are dirk?

[lepetit]

[ he nods.

wait, no. deciding that he should probably say something. ]

Yea.

[fuckincakewake]

[ Face breaks into a smile, because okay fuk, even if your best friend is inexplicably a baby, at least it's one who can talk. ]

You know who I am?

[lepetit]

[ he's foUR.

... shaking his head. ]

No.

[fuckincakewake]

Guess I didn't know who the shit you were as a kid either.

[ Can you say shit to a baby? Oh well. ]

I'm Roxy. [ Reaches out to shake his tiny hand. ]