Peacorn Universe ♦ ♢ RELATABLE LOVE STORY ADVENTURE ☼ (Open)

[A.ntique]

October

October's rage melted into horror. Millard! Bernie! She scambled to her feet, only landing on Peacorn and having to start over twice. There was a tomatoe on her cheek and a flower in her hair with a nice arrangement of soil, but she paid it no mind. Panting, she managed to get out, "Millard's in the spare with - with -" she pointed shakily, "Oh, it makes no difference with who!" She began limping to the spare.

[Lunar Lullaby]

Peacorn

Peacorn, saw his sites limping away. He quickly took out his phone and took a picture of himself with the pie and dirt on him. Since he was in a hurry he just said lol at the bottom. Peacorn did a sly smile. He was so funny. The voices told him to follow his sister. He picked his slightly rotund body from the floor and followed the slighty rotunder, ageless body. Did Octty have a dead body up there? Not yet said the voices, not yet...

[.jabberwocky]

Millard

Millard heard shattering glass and threats from the kitchen. It couldn't be anyone but Peacorn. His visions of puppies and tulips instantly broke into a million pieces before him so he could barely step anywhere without being impaled and bloodied by the memory of his dream.
Millard didn't know whether to leave the silent, grotesquely muscular geriatric in the bedroom, or wait for an introduction. "I think Al 2 likes you," he offered. His eyeballs still sizzled like eggs on a skillet.

[A.ntique]

October

October burst through the door to the spare, having put on sunglasses before entering. She glared at Bernie, "Put those thing away before you give him third degree burns!" She snapped, then added, "And give Millard his dog back!" She loosly motioned to the still gnawing Al 2.

[Lunar Lullaby]

Peacorn

Peacorn walked into the room where he saw Millard. "MILLARD"!! Peacorn exclaimed,"Oh, Millard." Peacorn dangled from his son's boney shoulders. As Peacorn turned to see Octty's 'guest', his balding head acted like a mirror for Abe's blessing and bright lights filled every inch of the room, everyone had enough since to close their eyes… except Al 2.

[.jabberwocky]

Millard

Millard grabbed his beloved dog from the old man's finger, tearing off some skin and muscle. But the old man appeared to have plenty of the latter to spare so it was probably okay. "Are you with the pound or something?" he said, narrowing his eyes. "He's mine, so you can't have him."

Suddenly Peacorn entered the room and grabbed onto Millard like a koala to a tree--Milard stumbled under his weight and they collapsed to the ground. Millard slammed his head on the floor and Al 2 broke out of Millard's arms, lunging out the door like a prison escapee. "Peacorn, you're ruining my life AGAIN!" Millard shrieked tearily.

[A.ntique]

October

Pure instinct took over the fashionista and she scooped up Al 2 as he tried to escape. She held him close to her face, staring into his beady eyes with her own which were shielded by sunglasses. "Listen," She snarled, using her kraken voice again (probably unintentionally), "You're my nephew's hope and security right now which makes you mine too." She paused, "I hate it more than you, trust me, but we're gonna make this work; the hard way or the less hard way. You decide, little soulless creature."

[.jabberwocky]

Millard

Aunt October scooped up the animal and started whispering to it quite close to its face. It looked to Millard like she was trying to put a curse on him--he lunged forward and grabbed Al 2, spinning around in the air to land on his back and spare Al 2 the fall. "He wants to live a happy life," he cried as the pain shot up his sprained muscles and he clutched the wriggling mammal like a freshly caught fish.

From his spot on the floor he noticed Peacorn lying like a slug again on the other side of the room. His head looked even more like a wrinkly, misshapen squash than normal. "Why are you here, anyway?" Millard frowned.

[Lunar Lullaby]

Peacorn

Peacorn had completely forgotten the real reason he was here. "First though," Peacorn choked."Who is this?" He pointed a crooked finger with the nail chewed off at Bert whose muscles seemed bigger than Peacorn himself. We can take him… yeah, show your the dominant male, cheered the voices! For once Peacorn actually thought against the voices and decided he better not.

Peacorn looked at the man, he reminded him of a hawaiian Cindy used to tell Peacorn about. He remembered the letter, this mysterious muscle could come in handy.

[A.ntique]

October

October was glad to have the animal taken from her. It had ruined her favorite dollar general scarf. She frowned, she would have to bathe in had sanitizer later. Sighing, she answered Peacorn's question, "That's Bernie." That would suffice for now. She then glared at her brother, "Why the heck are you in my house, ruining lives, pies, and hope again?"