twisted sprout

*I sit in his hand and look up at him* y-you know… Dandy i-isn’t going to like you treating me like this… *I say trying to sound threatening*

*i notice you trying to be threatening but i can't help but laugh* oh... is that so? And what exactly would Dandy do if he found out about this? *i say mockingly*

H-he’ll notice that I’m gone…