Sid didn't seem to mind Cabel being perched on his back. He was used to carrying heavy things around for no reason, and he wasn't about to give up this easy access to LemonSqueeze and also Cabels ass. If he could ever get his mind together enough to reach back and grope it. But then again, they were in the presence of their child. Maybe he shouldn't expose them to something like that this early.
"I mean, as long as you man up no big deal amirite?" Sid, of course, would also man up and take responsibility for their furry little life. He'd buy it lots of clothes an... socks? Shit what did drug children even wear? Somehow this was harder than just taking responsibility for a normal humanoid child.
Thinking about it for a moment, he looked over his shoulder.
"Mushy stuff, usually." the drow said, thinking aloud. "Maybe if you eat the PB cups and then offer it your mushy mush it'll eat it?"
When Cabel brought up marriage, he could feel his blood run cold.
"Nah," he said quickly. Perhaps too quickly. "I like ya too, but I'm not much a the marryin' type if you catch my groove. Plus, my buddy Deej, she's raisin' a kid alone and he's nothing but a barrel a sugar. And he don't even got a dad. Lemon'll be fine."
As the heat in his body started to lower, Sid sobered up. It wasn't a slow, careful process--one moment he was high and the next he was painfully sober. But at least the firework high lasted longer than he thought it would. What a nice fantasy. He and Cabel got a flirt a little bit, he hallucinated that they made life from their drugs, all and all a pretty good trip.
10/10 would trip again.
That is... until he noticed that Lemonsqueeze was still there. It hadn't been a hallucination.
Holy fuck. They'd actually made life from drugs.
This was fucked up.
"I'm... dude, I'm gonna call DJ. She'll know what to do."
"I mean, as long as you man up no big deal amirite?" Sid, of course, would also man up and take responsibility for their furry little life. He'd buy it lots of clothes an... socks? Shit what did drug children even wear? Somehow this was harder than just taking responsibility for a normal humanoid child.
Thinking about it for a moment, he looked over his shoulder.
"Mushy stuff, usually." the drow said, thinking aloud. "Maybe if you eat the PB cups and then offer it your mushy mush it'll eat it?"
When Cabel brought up marriage, he could feel his blood run cold.
"Nah," he said quickly. Perhaps too quickly. "I like ya too, but I'm not much a the marryin' type if you catch my groove. Plus, my buddy Deej, she's raisin' a kid alone and he's nothing but a barrel a sugar. And he don't even got a dad. Lemon'll be fine."
As the heat in his body started to lower, Sid sobered up. It wasn't a slow, careful process--one moment he was high and the next he was painfully sober. But at least the firework high lasted longer than he thought it would. What a nice fantasy. He and Cabel got a flirt a little bit, he hallucinated that they made life from their drugs, all and all a pretty good trip.
10/10 would trip again.
That is... until he noticed that Lemonsqueeze was still there. It hadn't been a hallucination.
Holy fuck. They'd actually made life from drugs.
This was fucked up.
"I'm... dude, I'm gonna call DJ. She'll know what to do."
