ᶤᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵉᶰ ˢᵒ ˡᵒᶰᵍ [ᶠᶰᵃᶠ, ᵖ, ᵃᵘ] ˢᶤᶰᶜᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᶤ'ᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵉᶰ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᶰ

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    [align=center][sorry ive been busy; i will also be fuckboi b/c frddy haha oh cAN i also be Vinny (purple guy) i wanna be vinininneneeee]


    Derrick grumbled, pulling on his little sister's hand. "Come on, Alex! Do you want to miss the show?" He said, walking into the Pizzeria he was very familiar with. He had come here since he was his sister's age.
    Alex whined, stomping her foot. "Noo! Let's go then!!" She said, now being the one pulling on Derrick.
    The two were suppose to meet up with some friends, it being one of their birthdays.


    Fred was already waiting in the pizzeria for his friends; his dad owned the place anyways. It would be obvious he was there. The boy wore a bored look on his face, honestly caring less about the cool animals on the stage; he has seen them so much he lost the reality of them. He was only here for his friends.


    Vinny is elsewhere right now <3333

    [you can be fuckboi and purple prick
    idk whos party it was so i made it grahms
    sorry i took a while to reply]


    Blinking their big green eyes, the eight-year-old hugged their stuffed Bonnie toy close. The raven-haired child looked up at their mother for a moment, and she smiled down at the shy kiddo. She was more than happy that her darling Bailey had made friends, so she was eager to see them go to this child's birthday. Bailey eagerly rushed off to find their friends, purple sweater hiding their hands from view entirely.



    Grahm gently picked up a yellow-and-white stripped hat, curious. The deaf boy was oblivious to anything around him, placing the hat on his head, claiming it as his own. The dirty-blonde haired boy smiled happily, having spotted two of his friends. Well...one of his friends and their little sister. Grabbing his tiny chalkboard and accessories, the birthday boy rushed towards them.