[ returning the ever so friendly smile! "thank you!" the scraggy doesn't get off the hook, though— miracle is turning his back for just a second, pulling pb a bit off to the side . . .

and giving a nicely landed, quick DOUBLE SLAP, one for each cheek. the scraggy's eyes water only after a few moments of reaction, although he furrows his brows to try and make it go away, staying silent. it's not helping that much-!

"you know what you did!" how long he can keep up with this, though . . . that's another story. ]

All the damn time! When we be runnin' low— it's berry pickin' day. Ain't a day when there be zip.

[ he has to rummage through his bag for it— for a pretty huge baggy of berries. just look at all those berries. the scraggy take cover behind his trainer's leg for the time being, looking up at joker, sometimes to angel— completely avoiding miracle, though. ]

What kinds do you carnibros and sisters dig?