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[Aggressively needs vale and Doug to have kissies] [watches her pester him instead]
Anonymous

*blushes* Ahem… 

Doug. Look in a mirror. That's what a goober looks like. I'm complimenting you, I swear. It's a good look on you. You're the talk of the town. All you need are suspenders and swap your tie for a bow tie.
wheatleyhastings

Will you be paying for the pocket protector? 

I'm saying I could have the opportunity to do it, mac always shakes before I can get the soap on my hands. I bet you did it once and looked like a goober
wheatleyhastings

I wouldn’t know what a goober looks like, I’m afraid. 

And I love it. Very scientific. Also, I can give him cooler soapy mohawks in the tub.
wheatleyhastings

How would you know? You’ve never tried that with me. 

I'm sorry mac but I'm with Doug now. He doesn't smell like wet dog when he bathes and he doesn't walk silly if he wears booties
wheatleyhastings

No, but I smell like wet dog before showers. 

Vale kisses the doug. Dog wakes up. Science
wheatleyhastings

Dogs have a sixth sense for when you’re paying attention to somebody else. Science.

rp partner: i suppose our muses could be happy for once
me: or
me: OR
me: we kill them

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stillnotamoron:

apertureratt:

Familiar with the sounds of books, Doug had no reaction to the slight crack. They arrived not long later, but he waited for a few moments after slowly pulling into the driveway to let Wheatley finish up what he was doing. 

Wheatley glanced up when he noticed the car had stopped. He glanced down, finishing the sentence he was on. Then, he dogeared the page and slipped the book into his backpack.

Doug opened the door for him, then set to unlocking the house as fast as possible so he wouldn’t block Wheatley’s path. 

opferziege:

Do you ever want your character to interact with someone else’s character so bad but you know it will never happen but you still hope

Welcome Home (avec) stillnotamoron

stillnotamoron:

apertureratt:

The professor turned on a classical radio station, humming very, very softly.

He smiled softly as classical music began to fill the vehicle. Wheatley had never been much of a fan of classical music, but he had to admit that it had a calming effect on him. He looked back down to his book, opening it, cracking the spine.

Familiar with the sounds of books, Doug had no reaction to the slight crack. They arrived not long later, but he waited for a few moments after slowly pulling into the driveway to let Wheatley finish up what he was doing.