...Then you are a criminal...

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“Oh,” Irene said hesitantly. “Well, to each his own. You just seem… unusual for children your age, if you don’t mind me saying.”

Of course they were unusual. They were from another universe, for Merlin’s sakes! Of course, they continued being…

"Not this universe…" Spiniflora continued, still looking emotionless.

thewomanthewhiphand:

mymelancholyfriends:

“Because, we think it’s rather nice,” she replied, raising her eyebrows. Why was this woman so happy?

“Oh,” Irene said hesitantly. “Well, to each his own. You just seem… unusual for children your age, if you don’t mind me saying.”

Of course they were unusual. They were from another universe, for Merlin’s sakes! Of course, they continued being stoic. As soon as she made her regular expression, she raised her eyebrows again, completely silent, and looking at her friends.

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“Nice to meet you, Irene” they said at the basic same speed, all of them ending either slighter slower or faster than the other.

Their unison was a little creepy, she decided, but there was nothing really wrong with…

"Because, we think it’s rather nice," she replied, raising her eyebrows. Why was this woman so happy?

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mymelancholyfriends:

“Nice to meet you, Irene” they said at the basic same speed, all of them ending either slighter slower or faster than the other.

Their unison was a little creepy, she decided, but there was nothing really wrong with them. They were just unusual children. “How nice it is that you’re all friends,” she said. “Or are you siblings?”

"We’re friends", Spiniflora answered, her face rather stoic, just like her friends. This woman was rather happy, ordinary.

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mymelancholyfriends:

A girl stepped up, as if she was painted with monochrome colors only. Then a black haired boy, with a bowtie and an umbrella also stepped up. Then a blonde boy, with rings around his eyes, from not usually sleeping, mimicking his friends.

Then, in order, they stated…

"Nice to meet you, Irene" they said at the basic same speed, all of them ending either slighter slower or faster than the other.

mymelancholyfriends:

thewomanthewhiphand:

mymelancholyfriends:

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Irene smiled down at them. “And who might you darlings be?”

“The Melancholy friends”, they replied.

Irene frowned slightly, but quickly replaced it with a smile. “What a funny name,” she…

A girl stepped up, as if she was painted with monochrome colors only. Then a black haired boy, with a bowtie and an umbrella also stepped up. Then a blonde boy, with rings around his eyes, from not usually sleeping, mimicking his friends.

Then, in order, they stated their names; “Spiniflora”. “Buxus”. “Cupressus”. “Momordico”

thewomanthewhiphand:

mymelancholyfriends:

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Momordico looked around for his friends, looking at Irene when he saw them stand next to him. “Hello…”

Irene smiled down at them. “And who might you darlings be?”

“The Melancholy friends”, they replied.

Irene frowned slightly, but quickly replaced it with a smile. “What a funny name,” she remarked. “Why do you call yourselves that?”

Momordico spoke for the group once more, seeing as how the rest of the group were either looking around, or playing with and umbrella.

"Because melancholy means literally; black bile. We’re usually dressed in black, as if it black bile, and we didn’t wash our clothes."

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Hello?

Momordico looked around for his friends, looking at Irene when he saw them stand next to him. “Hello…”

Irene smiled down at them. “And who might you darlings be?”

"The Melancholy friends", they replied.

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mymelancholyfriends started following you

Hello?

Momordico looked around for his friends, looking at Irene when he saw them stand next to him. “Hello…”