gingernut97

"I ain't tellin' yous nothin', mister nice guy!"

*taps Shorshand, shaking his head* "No, no, you gotta be nice!" *grabs a plate of crepes "Here, do you want one?" he offers them to Gingieboo

*begins to sweat even more, slowly morphing into a sweat-drenched sponge. His eyes have sunken through the yellow material, nothing left of his body but the sponge. A faint muffling voice can be heard from within the soft material* "Yeth pleath, I don'th think I'll be able to eath them though"