I Mean Sorta... Cup And Mugs Are On This Blog...))-Moon Mun

I mean sorta... Cup and Mugs are on this blog...))-Moon Mun

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"One Cotten candy and one chocolate chip please!" He pulled out the money for the ice cream and payed for the two cones before turning and handing the chocolate chip one to Cuphead. "OH YEAH! She sings for the casino a lot... She teaches every assassin how to sing so we can preform. Yeah, she's amazing." He took a bite out of his ice cream.

Cuphead stares at himself that he been trying to find for the past month. "I'm still very mad at you for that virus thing a month ago, but I've had worse so how about a drink on me so we can start over?" His bead tail swishing behind him.

“Yeah, sorry bout that, I really wasn’t right in da head. And I can’t, I’m tryin’ ta quit drinkin right now” Cuphead explained. “But I’d still like ta hang out with ya”

I’m glad your enjoying the blog @ask-theshy-angelbunny!))-Moon Mun

“There are more Oswalds? Never mind! But I love helping others a lot! So no need to feel like it’s a problem.” He held the gift bag out to the cat. “It has three sweaters, a knitted beanie, a pair of gloves and boots, and a piece of chocolate cake for something to eat!” He gave a huge grin as the baby ghost did jazz hands.

Oswald saw the cat sitting on the bench and smiled as he walked over. "Um hello... are you Felix? Felix the Wonderful Cat? Um... my Felix said you lived here?" He was worried he wasn't being rude as he shuffled from side to side with the gift bag in hand and soon one of his ghost bunny babies flew around Felix before returning to Oswald's shoulder.

Well this certainly was a new one. Looking him over, Felix sighed. An Ozzy was an Ozzy, and this one looked like he had been thru more hell than the one he knew. “Yeah that’s me, guess I do live here.” He smirked with a shrug, trying to make light of his situation. “What can I do for ya?”

PLEASE HELP THIS GIRL... I can't do maybe you guys can...

PEOPLE OF TUMBLR, I NEED YOUR HELP

This is my friend Jade. She needs an operation to fix her heart. She has just had her eighteenth birthday and she’s been suffering for three years, having strokes, heart attacks and having to be resuscitated a few times. Her health has declined so quickly, especially in the past year. Her stomach has become paralysed which means she can’t eat or keep food down to stay (at least relatively) healthy for the op. The public (HSE) waiting list for this operation is simply too long and her near future is uncertain so we need to raise money fairly quickly so that she can have the operation privately hopefully before March. I have a link to her gofundme page which will cover 1/7 of the cost and there’s more info there. so please please please donate or share. Please do what you can because I don’t want to watch my friend die.

Cuphead stared at the now found out teenager. “Well every assassin has their own reasons and how dad found us also differs depending on who you are talking to...” He started to walk over to park with the other by his side. He soon gestured to his own demon tail to answer again. “Me and my brother needed the money for Elder Kettle’s hospital bill and meds so we turned to the casino for work... we soon became part of the assassin crew at the age 12 and 10... The demon powers are needed since sometimes the runaway clients are demons themselves so you need more power to kill them...” He blew out a puff of smoke after all the talking.

Cuphead stares at himself that he been trying to find for the past month. "I'm still very mad at you for that virus thing a month ago, but I've had worse so how about a drink on me so we can start over?" His bead tail swishing behind him.

“Yeah, sorry bout that, I really wasn’t right in da head. And I can’t, I’m tryin’ ta quit drinkin right now” Cuphead explained. “But I’d still like ta hang out with ya”