Okay what fucked up thing are you into now?
I FUCKING SHIP A SKELETON AND A ROBOT NOW!!! FIRST A SECURITY GUARD WITH A FOX, THEN A SECURITY GUARD WITH A PSYCHO BUNNY, THEN BEFORE ALL THAT A PSYCHO BEAR WITH A SHY PORCUPINE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
........ WHY DO I EVEN HANG OUT WITH YOU?!
i just. i need “stickball” to become so much of an inside joke for the foxes that it’s not even an inside joke anymore. like, someone started it to piss of kevin (and neil), but everyone caught on to it? and years down the line kevin gives literal zero fucks about it anymore, but they. still. do. it. and not even as a joke, just as an automatism. nicky has slipped up and called exy stickball in multiple interviews. (after graduating psu and becoming a doctor or whatever aaron refers to his psu time as “my stickball days”) the baby foxes don’t really catch on but no one has heard any of the original line-up say the word exy in ages. one night, in the monsters’ fifth year probably, neil sits up in the middle of the night with a horrified look on his face. andrew asks him the fuck he’s about. “exy,” neil whispers. andrew is probably about to smack either neil or himself because what did he expect. “it’s called exy.” neil continues. “i - i know we’ve been joking about stickball for ages but … i genuinely forgot … i - i’ve been playing this sport for over ten years… and i just… it’s exy.”
I really wanted to finish this tonight, but I am so sick right now I don’t think I can sit up at my desk anymore. But here’s a preview of it, and I’m happy happy happy with Pidge as Eleven. Next time maybe i’ll draw her with eggos.