Time to talk (Closed rp)

guestsinhisworld‌:

The whole situation was rather unusual. Patches wanting to meet in public? That was unexpected and he couldn’t help but worry something serious was going on.

He was quick to respond when he got the message though. As much as he really wasn’t a very big fan of public spaces, he definitely wasn’t going to stand Patches up.

He was at the park now, trying to find his partner while simultaneously trying to keep to himself.

A large monstrous squirrel sniffed at a shivering Patches- him trying to back up as the beast drew closer to him as it’s sniffs were getting intense. Chuckling like some clown and bit at the acorn shaped head.

It scrapped his hair as the little doctor screamed and scrambled to the top of the bench as the hairy monster chased after him. 

Time to talk (Closed rp)

@guestsinhisworld

Being out and about like this was unorthodox for this borrower- just sitting out in plain sight with his tiny feet dangling off the edge of the denigrating park bench- anxiously peeling the red paint off of the wood. 

He really hoped they got his message. It’s been a while since he actually could write anything.  Plus he didn’t have the biggest handwriting in the world so he hoped that Host would understand it…

Patches perked up when a squeak blared from the side of him. 

oh no. 

icangiveyouanything‌:

Patches was very small to the dragon, but Dark wasn’t kidding about being able to smell him.

The beast moved around the cave slowly, trying to sniff out the intruder he knew was around somewhere. He’d heard the soft clink of coins from him running as well.

“You can’t hide from me… No one can.” Patches was probably keenly aware of the dragon’s head passing right over his hiding place.

The hyperventilating only got worse and much more loud before he had to forcibly shove his hands on his mouth to quiet down as he felt the dragon loom over the goblet.  Tears were falling down his face and his body either had to go into flight or fight mode..

and like a real hero-

he chose flight. 

Patches bolted from the goblet with a clunk and tried to make a mad dash to the entrance of the cave while screaming for his life.