Dirt in the wrong hands
Intel lesson
05-11-2022, 07:30 AM
The boy stuck his tongue out at Wari as she approached and placed her silent judgment upon him, then shot a wide grin toward Kuroo as he exclaimed that Beru shouldn't ruin his pile of gunk. Others were rolling in one after another now, and it wasn't long until momma was explaining what they were going to be doing with these mush piles. The amethyst coated boy had his mind set on making a sculpture the moment the word left his momma's mouth. He started kneading at the material to warm it up like she had said while brainstorming what kind of sculpture he would make.
"M' gonna make Fuji." He spoke softly, only really intending on Fuji and Wari to hear. "'Cuz she don't smell bad like Wari do." the boy began quietly cackling to himself.
”Speech” ’Thought’
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