>>68844358 Imagine anon bringing home a fuck ton of pic rel after doing some work on the game and getting a fuck ton of merch and Amber eating herself sick on them.
>>68844467 >Anon just got home from a Minecraft press conference >He had to set up, and take down the sound system >On his way out he noticed there were quite a few creeper peeps left around >Guess no one liked those sugary monstrosities >He didn't either >But he knew a certain someone who would >Picking up the scattered but sealed packages from under seats and in piles on tables he stuffed his backpack full of them >Just because the guests had the sense to not eat the sugary jello slop doesn't mean everyone else has too as well >Filling his bag and his arms he figured he had almost forty boxes of creeps >Now just to take them home >Normally he would be able to pick up the ptwins from school but the conference ran over today >Straight home it is >4:40 is definitely later than he would've liked to get home but traffic has a mind of it's own >When the door slams shut behind him the ptwins look up from their co-op game of rockring >"I got something for you two!" >His bag opens >It's 4:44 >Forty boxes of four four legged abominations >His bag starts to glow >It starts to humm and vibrate >Samantha is coming out of her room now >Eyes locked on the bag she knows EXACTLY what's happening >"Holy shit nice quints anon, that means you get to make a wish now"