Brigadier Yellow's Links
Ah! Ahaha hello “Astro”… [She shifts her embarrassed gaze away, trying her hardest not to make eye contact]
[Making her way to the piano bench, she sets down her file binder, full of music sheets and charts from their previous ventures] Have we done Harry Styles yet? [She flips through the pages organized in song title alphabetical order, trying to ignore the limited space between them]
Ah - If it isn't my little songbird! [The Velxiform's smile is charming as he warms up his fingers on his piano keys.] What surprise do you have for me today?
[Yellow comes into the room. Dressed with an apron and oven mitts. She’s covered in baking ingredients and her place smells like cake] Another hard day, hm? [She collapses on the recliner next to the couch, looking over to Blue and her fat feline] He must really like you, y’know? He doesn’t let just anyone snuggle up with him.
Hey sis, I hope you don't mind if I just-- [Blue collapses onto Yellow's couch, sighing deeply as they smoosh their face into the fat, fluffy tummy of one of Yellow's cats.]
Finally back from your diplomatic mission, sneezeguard? I'm glad to see you doing well.