Imeeji: IC Continuations

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Previous:
Speed Dating [Day 32]
Mistletoe Game [Day 71]
Social Bingo [Day 101]

Includes:
B's Fancy Dance [Day 102]
Kissing Game [Day 124]
Mistletoe 2 [Day 187]
Objective Game [Day 223]
Tokyo-F Stamp Rally (Age Up and Age Down Event) [Day 245]

Comments

[alittlelienever]

What's that?

[climbing in]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[I---

What?






Attempts to pick her up by the scruff as she runs by]

It's too far to walk.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

A golf cart. I named this one Metal. It's going to take us to the zoo.

[And climbing into the driver's seat]

[alittlelienever]

Are you a golf man?

[doritosgate]

[ he manages to catch her no problem. ]

[ as she hangs there she quickly pulls out some stuff from her utility belt and scribbles this:

]

You're just afraid this was gonna be you!

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Don't drop her she's a kid Don't drop her she's a kid Don't drop her she's a kid Don't drop her she's a kid Don't drop her she's a kid Don't drop her she's a kid Don't drop her she's a kid Don't drop her she's a kid]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

My chin is pointier.

Step up your game.

[Guess he is scruffing her all the way out of the lobby.

Help! Where is Hell Child Services?]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course. I'm a CEO. We all golf - it's part of the job description.

[Zoom zoom.

At normal speeds even]

[alittlelienever]

Isn't that a rich boss?

[doritosgate]

MY GAME IS STEPPED UP SO HIGH YOU CAN'T EVEN REACH IT AND YOU'RE REALLY TALL.

[ she's going to try to reach for his face... and that's kind of impossible from where she's at. ]

Eggs aren't pointy! This is your as an egg... because you lost to ME!

[ she doesn't seem bothered by this, so she just spreads her arms and makes airplane noises. whee! this is much better than walking. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[GAWD!

Keeps her at arm's length so she cannot UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES touch his face.]

I haven't lost anything yet.

[And this continues until the golf cart starts pulling up next to them]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Very rich. That's why I can afford golf carts.

[That aren't even his]

[doritosgate]

. . .

You just lost the game.

[ giggles incessantly, but that immediately comes to a stop when she sees the golf cart. ]

[ GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPPP. ]

[ and it's driving itself?!?!?!?! ]

[ she immediately starts wiggling around and trying to get down. ]

Magical golf cart!

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[What did she just say right now?

WHAT. DID. SHE. JUST. SAY?]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Dumps her into the passenger seat.

From his shoulder height.]

Buckle up, Corn Chip. I'm not responsible if you go flying out.

1 / 2

[doritosgate]

[ you. just. lost. the game. ]

[doritosgate]

[ oof. ]

[ she lands a bit awkwardly, but rights herself and then looks around for the seatbelt, so she can do just that. ]

Why do you call me corn chip? Is it because I called you beanpole?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[This just goes to show that D.Va's love of near death experiences came later in life.]

It's because it's your name.

[Said flatly as he slides into the driver's seat]

[doritosgate]

No it's not. My name is Diva.

I want to know your name.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Equally as flat:]

Cup Noodle.

[And then he guns the accelerator. Hope she did buckle up]

[doritosgate]

[ she just gapes at him,
looking like she wants to say something... ]

[ BUT THEN HE GUNS IT. ]

[ throws her arms up and yells the entire time. ]

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Keep your arms inside the vehicle at all times.

[He says.

While spinning the wheel SHARPLY in a hazardous turn that makes two wheels leave the ground]

[maidenmercy]

[shows him his card.]

[theyregooddogs]

No, just my dad.

[doritosgate]

[ she might have her seatbelt on, but she's going to grab onto his coat as they take that sharp ass turn. ]