MYO-2135: Monroe

Monroe's deep black hooves clicked and clacked softly against the floor of Dan's Dango as he strolled across the establishment and up to the counter closer to one of the walls of the building. He'd come to pick up an order of assorted mochi as a gift for the nuns, though he didn't see Dan around at the moment. Perhaps he was in the back? “Dan?” He called out softly, humming in thought and stepping deeper into the shop where Shibani was known to laze about in a large pile of pillows. ...

Monroe took a deep breath, setting his candyl, Somber, down on the pew in front of him. “Alright… I can do this, yea? You think so, right, Somber?” Monroe forced a smile at his beloved pet, sighing heavily when Somber made a soft trill sound back at him. “Oh… You don’t believe in me either, huh?” He chuckled weakly. “Me neither, buddy..” He sighed, sitting down next to Somber and petting him. “I don’t know why I freeze up like this… It’...

“Cora, are you paying any attention?” Monroe tapped on the counter in front of Cora, voice giving away his annoyance. “Come now, I agreed to teach you, but you have to quit nodding off and getting distracted.” He sighed softly as the smaller bun gained a sheepish look. “Look, I want to help, but you need to help me help you, got it?” Cora nodded quickly, giving a timid smile. “Sorry, Monroe…” Cora rested his cheek against his hand. “I guess I'm just tired.” He gla...

“Alright, you're absolutely fucking useless with any kind of lockpick. Got it.” Jackal crossed her arms and sighed at the blue haired bun in front of her. “Can't manage with a good one, a bobby pin, credit card… Fuck it, I guess I'm stuck doing it.” She nabbed the pick away from Cora and paced, rethinking her previously formulated plans of having Cora pick the lock while she distracted anyone that came through by feigning sudden interest in the church of sulfur. She paused suddenly ...