The strange figure would then seem to grab a whole packet of popcorn.... and then he possibly, POSSIBLY ate the entire packet.
"...Tastes like nothing but paper..." Fake Peppino said, spitting the entire packet out to a trash can.
“And whose fault is that?”
She kinda just watched-
Kaiden nodded in agreement to the fair point the Sith Lord made but made no comment.
The Subject, just kinda goes to get a drink, apple cider, the non-alcoholic stuff
Surtr wrote:
The table lit ablaze was Surtr’s, who looked way less than amused by this. One sharp glare at the Pyro later…. “Can’t you do that some place else?”
Pyro gives Surtr an inquisitive head tilt, then offers them a toasted marshmallow.
In the meantime, Alethea gestured to Pyro to follow her outside. If he does, she pointed at a huge trash heap that desperately needed burned, "There you go. You can burn that." She smiled at him, hoping to see him at work.
Pyro lets out a muffled giggle, and claps their hands like an excited child. They then pull out their flame thrower and start torching the pile of trash.
Alethea giggled too, watching Pyro burn the huge trash heap, which took a while to burn due to its sheer size, "Good work!" She praised him.
"You're welcome." Alethea grinned and joined him, handing him a bag of marshmallows to roast.
The doctor entered with his son and he went to a booth and sat across from his son. The doctor started conversating with the six-year-old. He seemingly couldn't stop smiling as he talked to the boy who looked almost exactly like him.
Father and son? She thought as she continued to sip her cider and look around the bar
He watched his son play with random toys on the tabletop.
The Namekian entered the bar, wearing a outfit different from his usual. He seemed to be playing Minesweeper on a phone. Looking up from the phone, Piccolo looked up and recognized that he was at a bar.
Tensai notices Piccolo and gives him a friendly wave. "Hi friend!"
“…Hi”, Piccolo looks at Tensai with an awkward look. “Do I know you?”, he then asked.
Tensai seemed to be genuinely stumped by that question, then it hit her. "Oh, different dimensions. I get it now. So to answer your question, you do, just not here. I'm Tensai, a full-blooded Saiyan from Universe 7."
Megara was laying on one of the booth seats, her legs propped up on the table, reading a scroll, disinterested in anything going on around her.
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