09-03-2006, 05:20 PM
1841.
Zorromon: What, what?! I'm sick of you and Reno and Crimson and DMX messing around with Monica. Now leave me alone! *walks off*
Monica: Hmmm, did you hear something DMX. *raises her muzzle closer to his mouth* Or maybe it was just the wind. *slowly presses her lips against his*
Crimson: *returns and sees the bloody Reno* Ugh, what a mess. Someone ought to do something.
Zorromon: What, what?! I'm sick of you and Reno and Crimson and DMX messing around with Monica. Now leave me alone! *walks off*
Monica: Hmmm, did you hear something DMX. *raises her muzzle closer to his mouth* Or maybe it was just the wind. *slowly presses her lips against his*
Crimson: *returns and sees the bloody Reno* Ugh, what a mess. Someone ought to do something.