EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...........Why are we screaming, Your Stabbyness?
*stabs*I see
*whispers back**allows to be stabbed*
*grabs hand*
*pulls into a hug*
*whispers to ear*
Cute~
time to pull out the big guns...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
*takes out a guitar*
*begins singing*
(Verse 1)
In the royal gardens where the daikons grow,
There's the Stabstress so lovely, with a heart all aglow.
With a smile that's as bright as the morning sun,
She dances among the radishes, having so much fun.
(Chorus)
Oh, Her Stabbyness, with her love for a daikon so pure,
In her eyes, the sparkle of joy does endure.
She's the cutest Stabstress, in the school by far,
With her daikon dreams reaching for the stars.
(Verse 2)
With each crisp bite, her happiness blooms,
In the school's fields, she finds her torture rooms.
Among the vegetables, she's like a queen,
Her love for daikons, a sight to be seen.
(Bridge)
She'll frolic and play among the daikon rows,
Her laughter echoing, like a river of blood that flows.
For in these simple pleasures, she finds her delight,
Her love for daikons shining so bright.
(Outro)
So let's raise a toast to our daikon-loving Stabstress,
In her presence, life's a beautiful scene.
With her love for daikons, forever astute,
Our adorable Stabstress, in every cute pursuit.
*takes out a guitar*
*begins singing*
(Verse 1)
In the royal gardens where the daikons grow,
There's the Stabstress so lovely, with a heart all aglow.
With a smile that's as bright as the morning sun,
She dances among the radishes, having so much fun.
(Chorus)
Oh, Her Stabbyness, with her love for a daikon so pure,
In her eyes, the sparkle of joy does endure.
She's the cutest Stabstress, in the school by far,
With her daikon dreams reaching for the stars.
(Verse 2)
With each crisp bite, her happiness blooms,
In the school's fields, she finds her torture rooms.
Among the vegetables, she's like a queen,
Her love for daikons, a sight to be seen.
(Bridge)
She'll frolic and play among the daikon rows,
Her laughter echoing, like a river of blood that flows.
For in these simple pleasures, she finds her delight,
Her love for daikons shining so bright.
(Outro)
So let's raise a toast to our daikon-loving Stabstress,
In her presence, life's a beautiful scene.
With her love for daikons, forever astute,
Our adorable Stabstress, in every cute pursuit.
Beautiful.
*catches*
I can see you were overwhelmed by how amazing my vocal and poetic skills are fear not My Stabstress I shall carry you in my arms everywhere from now on
*catches*
Hello there
*picks up in a princess carry*
*refuses to let go*
*very proud daikon*
Danny is strong!
*too embarrassed to speak**catches*
Hello there
*picks up in a princess carry*
*refuses to let go*
*very proud daikon*
Can I have some?
IndeedI'm stronk
