Dojima sighed deeply, rubbing the back of his neck as he kept walking, tail swishing in agitation.
"The last thing I want is to start 'becoming' someone else. anymore than I already have."
He was still annoyed about this whole thing, if he was honest. He was himself, Ryotaro Dojima, not some King from England... or a big bad wolf.
"If I do misbehave, smack me upside the head, or whatever you'd need to do to set me straight."
He knew at least, if he remembered the story books he used to read Nanako, that the wolf didn't attack Red Riding Hood in the woods, so at least she'd be safe... and then maybe they'd switch out of these 'roles' once the 'scene' ended? He could only hope.
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Dojima sighed deeply, rubbing the back of his neck as he kept walking, tail swishing in agitation.
"The last thing I want is to start 'becoming' someone else. anymore than I already have."
He was still annoyed about this whole thing, if he was honest. He was himself, Ryotaro Dojima, not some King from England... or a big bad wolf.
"If I do misbehave, smack me upside the head, or whatever you'd need to do to set me straight."
He knew at least, if he remembered the story books he used to read Nanako, that the wolf didn't attack Red Riding Hood in the woods, so at least she'd be safe... and then maybe they'd switch out of these 'roles' once the 'scene' ended? He could only hope.
"...Is there actually food in the basket?"
...But he can't help but be a bit curious.