4th Gumball - Phone/Action

[connedviakeyboard]

[Well, someone isn't happy now that he's back to normal and away from the effects mint has on him. To say he was embarrassed would be putting it lightly; Benson was out and out ashamed. And he dealt with shame the way he dealt with everything else: by being angry as hell and trying to bottle it up.

Either way? He owed some apologies to people.]

[Phone]

...Look. I know that there were a few people I might've been...uncouth towards, a few days ago. Okay. I guess that's putting it lightly. I was acting like an asshole. And I'm sorry. That's not what I'm usually like. It really, really isn't, and I don't know what came over me. It won't happen again.

[Phone - Filtered to Mordecai]

Yeah, hi.

Let's pretend Valentine's Day didn't happen, alright?

[Action - Outside 507 Ricardo Street]

[If you're going by Ricardo Street today, feel free to notice the man who lives at 507 removing every single potted plant he could find in the house, hell, everything that could conceivably be called vegetable matter, and placing it on the sidewalk. Watch in amazement as he takes out a lighter and proceeds to try and get the plants to catch flame, running back a bit when the fire actually gets started.

He's just going to wait, and watch, as every plant that had previously been in his house burns.]

Comments

OOC

[connedviakeyboard]

[I'm cool with either go ahead with whichever you'd like.]

IC

[likes2havesex]

[It gets quiet outside, probably too quiet. You think everything is fine until, 15 minutes later you hear something on the roof. It sounds like hail? footsteps? It doesn't really matter because they suddenly stop, you hear someone laughing and then you start to smell something funny.]

[connedviakeyboard]

[Whatever is going on? Probably isn't good. At the noise he's torn between running out of the house and going to see what's going on. When the smell joins it, he decides to go ahead and just book it out of the house, seeing if he can spot anything.]

[likes2havesex]

[la la la I'm just sitting on your roof, a hole on one side and a pile of shingles on the other currently ablaze. It's like a happy little campfire, I hope you brought the marshmallows.]