Here, lemme water your feets real quick....

[Ably.Saucey]

Oh, I'm sorry, you wanted something?
All right, hang on.....stupid gold can....
Ok, Watchya need?
An orange? ok, give me a minute.
*shakes tree, tree dies, cuts down tree, digs out stump*
Hey, wait up, I got you an orange!
OH MY GOODNESS, I'm sorry! I didn't meant to brain you with a shovel!
Do you still want the orange?
Here you go...yes, yes...you're welcome.
You're lucky I wasn't carrying around an axe.
What.
Don't look at me like that.

 

[daisyflowers]

my feets were not watered
not a pleasant experience for me

 

[Ably.Saucey]

my feets were not watered
not a pleasant experience for me

Huh, I'll move farther away and try again, lol

 

[tinycomet]

Don't look at me like that

Oh you mean with these shocked eyes and slightly open mouth because you broke my toes with your gold shovel? Or do you mean don't look at you with my messy hair from the silver net you whacked me with, jeez.

 

[Ably.Saucey]

Don't look at me like that

Oh you mean with these shocked eyes and slightly open mouth because you broke my toes with your gold shovel? Or do you mean don't look at you with my messy hair from the silver net you whacked me with, jeez.

With smaller villagers, you just about behead them....0.o

 

[tinycomet]

With smaller villagers, you just about behead them....0.o

Gosh I hadn't thought about it but you're right ;~;

 

[AndroGhostX]

Nah! They're invincible! Made out of rubber! That's why you bounce back~

 

[Charcolor]

Nah! They're invincible! Made out of rubber! That's why you bounce back~

theory time:

The axe gleamed golden in the sun, its handle gripped with chalk-white fingers of the human. He stared straight ahead at the back of Tom's two triangular ears. The time was now. If Tom had the nerve to ask for perfect fruit while the human was busy, he needed to learn a lesson.

He rose the axe above his head brought it down.

But just as the blade approached the back of the oblivious cat's neck, the human remembered. The birthday party Tom threw for him. The seven framed portraits of himself that had been handed to the human. The beautifully written letters, so heartfelt they had been sent eighty times.

With these memories of love and friendship, the axe was repelled, and the human was pushed back.

He put his axe in his pocket and talked to Tom as he turned around, ready to have another conversation about rumors.

 

[Ghostlyembryo]

Dude.
That was freaking perfect