((KEEPING HICCUPS QUIET SUCKS. THIS HURTS))

Makes me wonder if Ralph’s ever had this type of trouble.

((And then Candlehead as a tiny widdle pig.))

citrusella-flugpucker:

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*sniffs the sprouts…..and turns up nose.

Sorry, CAKE seems like a better meal than those!*

But I thought piggies liked nasty stuff like this!

*trots off and begins to nibble on a picture of a cake, as if that will do anything to clue in what she really wants*

Hey! Don’t touch that! *snatches away picture* It’s from my blue period!

*drops the picture…and then goes for another.*

Nomnomnom!

Stop it, piggy, or I’ll… I’ll… throwyououtthewindow!

*squeals and hides under the bed, shaking like a leaf. Well, she might be staying under her for a while….*

*gasp* Don’t go, piggy! I didn’t mean it! *scrambles under the bed with the piggy* WHERE ARE YOU, PIGGY?! *squints because under the bed is dark*

*quickly tears like heck out of the room, squealing loudly.

SHE WANTS TO THROW ME!*

PIGGY!!!! *gets out from under bed but hits head on her way, which makes her start crying*

*Meanwhile, guards are still on the lookout for a pig in the castle…*

*Candlepig is lucky she’s small and fast enough to hide from the guards but after a while, she realizes just how lost she is.

And then…she smells cake once more!

She must be close! The kitchen MUST be that way!*

((I ate too much popcorn and have now giving myself hiccups))

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HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP.

((WATER! DRINK WATER!!))

((DOESN’T WORK.

THEY HURT.

AND ITS ALMOST ONE. THEY’RE LOUD AND I DON’T WANT THE HOUSE TO ECHO LIKE THIS FOR WHO KNOWS HOW LONG!

HALP))

((I ate too much popcorn and have now giving myself hiccups))

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP.

((And then Candlehead as a tiny widdle pig.))

citrusella-flugpucker:

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*sniffs the sprouts…..and turns up nose.

Sorry, CAKE seems like a better meal than those!*

But I thought piggies liked nasty stuff like this!

*trots off and begins to nibble on a picture of a cake, as if that will do anything to clue in what she really wants*

Hey! Don’t touch that! *snatches away picture* It’s from my blue period!

*drops the picture…and then goes for another.*

Nomnomnom!

Stop it, piggy, or I’ll… I’ll… throwyououtthewindow!

*squeals and hides under the bed, shaking like a leaf. Well, she might be staying under her for a while….*

*gasp* Don’t go, piggy! I didn’t mean it! *scrambles under the bed with the piggy* WHERE ARE YOU, PIGGY?! *squints because under the bed is dark*

*quickly tears like heck out of the room, squealing loudly.

SHE WANTS TO THROW ME!*

((And then Candlehead as a tiny widdle pig.))

citrusella-flugpucker:

ask-the-candleheaded-girl:

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citrusella-flugpucker:

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*sniffs the sprouts…..and turns up nose.

Sorry, CAKE seems like a better meal than those!*

But I thought piggies liked nasty stuff like this!

*trots off and begins to nibble on a picture of a cake, as if that will do anything to clue in what she really wants*

Hey! Don’t touch that! *snatches away picture* It’s from my blue period!

*drops the picture…and then goes for another.*

Nomnomnom!

Stop it, piggy, or I’ll… I’ll… throwyououtthewindow!

*squeals and hides under the bed, shaking like a leaf. Well, she might be staying under her for a while….*

((And then Candlehead as a tiny widdle pig.))

citrusella-flugpucker:

ask-the-candleheaded-girl:

citrusella-flugpucker:

ask-the-candleheaded-girl:

*sniffs the sprouts…..and turns up nose.

Sorry, CAKE seems like a better meal than those!*

But I thought piggies liked nasty stuff like this!

*trots off and begins to nibble on a picture of a cake, as if that will do anything to clue in what she really wants*

Hey! Don’t touch that! *snatches away picture* It’s from my blue period!

*drops the picture…and then goes for another.*

Nomnomnom!

((And then Candlehead as a tiny widdle pig.))

citrusella-flugpucker:

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Oink.

She fits in a tea-cup. =3

*takes Piggyhead and hides her in her hair… because reasons*

*begins gnawing the little hairties, thinking they’re blueberries*

Nomnomnom! =3

Stop it, little piggy! I was tryin’ to sneak you into the palace as a pet because you’re so tiny and cute, but I can’t do it if you’re chewin’ up my hair stuff!

*squeaks and lets go of the hair ties.

She knows there is CAKE in the castle so its best that she be good for this!*

*walks up and past the guards*

Guard: Citrusella… your hair seems larger… and… more pink today.

Uh… that’sbecauseitis. *walks into door and slams it shut*

*takes Piggyhead out of hair and sets her on the ground, expecting her to stay still*

Now… what to do?…

*Smells cake…..IS OOOOOOOOOOOFFFFF!*

SQUINK! 8D

Wait! Piggy! Noooo!!!! *chases after Piggyhead, but the small animal seems to be faster than her*

*The tiny pig runs this way and that, trying to find the source of that wonderful smell but the castle is just to large. Its like a maze. And as if her luck weren’t bad enough….*

Guard: HEY! What’s this doing in here?!

SQUINK! D8

*is now being chased by Citrusella AND a rather large cookie guard*

*Citrusella catches the piggy first and is then on the run from the guard. There seems to be no end in sight, when…*

*…she dives into the servants’ quarter’s, piggy in hand, and kicks the door shut! A servant is leaning against a wall, reading a magazine. She looks up, shrugs, and goes back to it.*

*walks into what used to be the guest room and places Piggyhead in the hat her Arcadian Girl wears*

Piggy! I brought you in here because I liked you! Why did you run away? *crosses arms*

*Candlepig just looks at Citrusella with big, sad eyes. She got the message…but CAKE. How could she have resisted?*

*sigh* …Piggy… *her own eyes grow big and sad* …I guess I can’t keep you the hat… it feels mean! *pulls piggy out of hat and sits her on bed* Do you want some food?

*smiles a pig would and nods*

SQUINK! 8D

*pulls some Brussels sprouts out of her pocket* Here! I got these from Cooking Mama! I don’t like them, but maybe you will!

*sniffs the sprouts…..and turns up nose.

Sorry, CAKE seems like a better meal than those!*

But I thought piggies liked nasty stuff like this!

*trots off and begins to nibble on a picture of a cake, as if that will do anything to clue in what she really wants*

((I’m trying to get the monster versions of the Sweet Revenge racers onto paper and for the first lot, here is Sticky. At the end of her torture, she basically became a marshmallow beast, capable of shooting great heapning globs of marsmallows at people…and perhaps as an added bounus, if you are hapless enough to swallow the bomb type, you’ll EXPLODE.
I don’t know, I got MOST of it down, melty bits and all but hmmmmmmm….just need something.))

((I’m trying to get the monster versions of the Sweet Revenge racers onto paper and for the first lot, here is Sticky. At the end of her torture, she basically became a marshmallow beast, capable of shooting great heapning globs of marsmallows at people…and perhaps as an added bounus, if you are hapless enough to swallow the bomb type, you’ll EXPLODE.

I don’t know, I got MOST of it down, melty bits and all but hmmmmmmm….just need something.))

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They are now officially married. 

this makes revolutionary girl utena and sailor moon s look like a bunch of old men scratching their balls in front of a football match on tv 

((I always do a little awwww when I see them like this. Garnet…never pushes her away, at least if my memory serves me correctly.

And on the Utena thing, is like they’ve been REVERSED.))