08-26-2018, 07:18 AM
Now here's something he doesn't understand. The Typhoon collectively despises those bells. Sure, they're fun the first time they hear them but after a while they got fucking annoying. Ha-ha-ha. They had bells, cutesy little chiming bells. They were one of the most vexing things about staying in The Typhoon and he wonders why no one has pulled them off their string and abolished them for good. Sigh. Well, if Pincher ever asked them for improvements, that would probably be the first thing he'd suggest. They were always getting on his nerves and it was hard to ignore the ringing (which, of course, made them quite useful but Bakugou still wanted them gone for good anyway). As usual, the male approached like another vulture, eyeing the boy with displeasure when he suggests that he should yell. "It's called projecting," he mutters at the boy, sitting down and tapping his fiery tail against the ground. "Where the fuck are you from? What group?" He's not about to just surrender this boy a place to stay if he has anything to do with it.