OK SO THE NEXT ANIMAL CROSSING GAME SHOULD NAME THE KANGAROO BABIES AND WHEN THE KANGAROOS DO THE “!” THING THEY CAN ASK YOU TO BABYSIT THEIR KID FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES WHILE THEN RUN AN ERAND AND THE BABY COULD END UP LIKING YOU IF YOU’RE NICE TO IT WHILE BABYSITTING AND WHEN YOU TALK TO THE KANGAROO THEY COULD SAY “Hello! _____ couldn’t stop talking about
“auntie/uncle [your name]” yesterday!“ OR ”____ wanted to talk to you" “gah mug ge da” “aww! So cute!” SOMETIMES AND I JUST REALLY WANNA BE FRIENDS WITH THE LITTLE BABIES
Dear Bucky (Blue Scales): How many times have you ever got sad tail Steeb and what did you do to fix it?
BUCKY: *laughing* What, you think I can count how many times I’ve made Steve mope? Um, I generally fix it by talking to him… and, I mean, when we were in Europe I’d’ve been a dead man if the other Commandos hadn’t helped me out. They covered for me all the time, helped me polish up whatever I could find in the damn rubble to… *laughs again* … there was one time in France, or near it, it was near the border, anyway… Morita and I dodge a blast and there’s shit flyin’ everywhere, and after it calms down, the guy picks up a bit of shrapnel off the floor, looks at the shape, and stuffs it in my pocket for me before we laid down some cover fire. That’s a real wingman, you know what I mean? … … it was star-shaped, by the way. The shrapnel.