((And bloop, I finished everything in the ask box. Gotta work on the thing I said I was working on. I wanna get it done by Thursday next week. After that, the ask box will be open again. ‘Till then, peeps!))
Cashew: That’s kiiiiinda weird, bucko. But I guess it’s not that big of a deal to me. Maybe they could still play hide n seek.
Chrysa: A human having a major identity crisis looking like a complete fool. Amazing. I still wouldn’t want to be around them.
Chrysa: That’s probably besides the point though. I don’t think I would since I prefer floating around to get to places.
3. Show a thing you last drew, no matter how small or a “doodle” it is.
((Found a nice brush. Drew Flabebe Chrysa.))
Chrysa: I’ve already been around Sylveon or “fairy fox things” as you call them, so “THE ELECTRIC DRAGON OF DEATH”, Zekrom. As long as it’s not an overly aggressive, angry, violent dragon.
Cashew: Um…electric dragon of death? Befriending a fairy fox sounds safer…
Cashew: I’d make beep-boop sounds too. I think that’s what robots do.
Chrysa: Picture a Ferroseed. That’s the closest you’re going to get with me seeing myself as a metal being.
Chrysa: We’re able to confide things to each other, we help each other, and enjoy each others company. So yea, I consider Cashew one of my closest friends.