Anonymous whispered: Stay away from Grump, freak. Before you hurt him like you did everyone else.

He whimpers, looking down and flinching away. He flees from the greyface out of fear of being hit or hurt.

Anonymous whispered: *Tickles Hein*

He whimpers and squirms, flinching away from them. He doesn’t like to be tickled much.

Anonymous whispered: Why don't you like to hear about Broady?

“S S SSSSTO P!!”

Anonymous whispered: Hi Sweet pea ~ How are you this 'fine' day?

whineeeee…

Anonymous whispered: Maybe if you give the scarf back, hell talk to you again. Its really really special to him. He misses it a lot.

“P-Pl e a se.. Don’t tal k ab o ut B-Broa d y..”

Anonymous whispered: You remember Broady, right? When Greed took him from you in the alleyway, his precious scarf fell off. Did you keep it? It was really special to him.

He whines and covers his ears. he doesn’t like to hear about them.. It just makes him sad.

Anonymous whispered: Nooooo that was meaaaaan!! -hands him loads of oreos and pats his head- ruuuuuuuude!

He sniffles a little, but when they offered him real oreos he eagerly gobbled them up, and the ones he didn’t eat he grabbed onto and fled to eat them in the peace of his cabin.

Anonymous whispered: *starts to open it**a water balloon flies out and hits him in the face* April fools!!

He flinches and yelps, the balloon popping and getting stuck in his quills. His face is now soaked in water, the black trails on his face from old tears and blood now running down all over his face. He trembles a little, not understanding it was a joke, meant to laugh at, and he covered his face and turned to run and hide in embarrassment.

Anonymous whispered: Would you like some oreos?

He nods eagerly, coming a little closer.

Anonymous whispered: I miss you, my friend.. - Oncie, formally known as Greed-lers pet,

He whines a little and wipes at his own eye with the back of his claws. For some reason he couldn’t stop weeping lately.

“M-Miss y ou too..”