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☀ — and till the end you're my very best friend
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Pierce still didn't really understand what a "pride month" was for, but what he did know was that he loved boys and celebrations, and that whatever this month really stood for, it included rainbows, so he figured he might as well go with it. He could recall hosting something similar in the past, last year, when he'd lived in that old place, and he was pretty sure there'd been some sort of controversy about it, but he couldn't remember what it was about, so it must not have been a big deal. He'd painted faces, he recalled, with all sorts of colors - rainbow, blue and pink, all shades of purple- it'd been fun, and everyone had been happy. Maybe this would be a good chance to get to know the people who had so graciously allowed his clan to stay here, as well as bond with the other Snowbounders? It'd be just like the good old days- though he couldn't help but wonder what it might be like if his... friend, Riddler, were here. He could remember painting the tabby's face, too, watching the smile form on the other's lips as he presented his artwork to him. God, Pierce lo- missed him. He'd been waiting far too long, now.
But that wasn't something to worry about right now- it was pride! Whatever that really was. Seated in the sand in the central area of the Typhoon's base, Pierce was laying out a bunch of fur-friendly face paints and a sheet of some possible designs he could do. He even had a little glass dish of original flavoured Skittles, an idea that had struck him suddenly, though he wasn't quite sure why. He must have had them last year, or something. Once everything was pretty much set up, Pierce cleared his throat, a nervous little smile finding its way to his maw. "Uh, hey! I'm Pierce, I'm, uh, from Snowbound. I read a book last year about June being, like... a 'pride month', or somethin', which I thought was cool, so I, uh, thought I'd share that with you guys! It's about, like, being proud of who you are, and love, and rainbows, and stuff!" That was about accurate, right? Maybe there would be someone else who knew more about it. "So I have some face paint and candy and stuff here, if anyone's interested." "Gay" and "straight" and everything in between were not foreign concepts to Pierce, but they meant very little to him- he, unlike some others, had never really had to see much of a difference in treatment of these different people in his lifetime, aside from a few select individuals, so he couldn't quite understand the real point of a pride month; he just thought it was a nice idea for everybody to celebrate something about themselves together.
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But that wasn't something to worry about right now- it was pride! Whatever that really was. Seated in the sand in the central area of the Typhoon's base, Pierce was laying out a bunch of fur-friendly face paints and a sheet of some possible designs he could do. He even had a little glass dish of original flavoured Skittles, an idea that had struck him suddenly, though he wasn't quite sure why. He must have had them last year, or something. Once everything was pretty much set up, Pierce cleared his throat, a nervous little smile finding its way to his maw. "Uh, hey! I'm Pierce, I'm, uh, from Snowbound. I read a book last year about June being, like... a 'pride month', or somethin', which I thought was cool, so I, uh, thought I'd share that with you guys! It's about, like, being proud of who you are, and love, and rainbows, and stuff!" That was about accurate, right? Maybe there would be someone else who knew more about it. "So I have some face paint and candy and stuff here, if anyone's interested." "Gay" and "straight" and everything in between were not foreign concepts to Pierce, but they meant very little to him- he, unlike some others, had never really had to see much of a difference in treatment of these different people in his lifetime, aside from a few select individuals, so he couldn't quite understand the real point of a pride month; he just thought it was a nice idea for everybody to celebrate something about themselves together.
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