𝗣𝗼𝗿𝗰𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲 ❤︎

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𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗰𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲. 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗽.

"Y/N!" Maria called for you, bursting through the door. "Give me one second!" You yelled, putting on a black hoodie you found in your wardrobe.

After getting dressed, you made your way to the living room, to see an upset Maria, with her arms crossed, pouting. "So you remember that time you drew a picture of us.. And I accidentally laughed.." she began.

You nodded your head, in remembrance, but still confused as to why she brought it up again. "I'm gonna ask you something, and I want you to answer honestly.." She explained, to which you once again nodded.

She pulled out a piece of paper, which looked like it was ripped from a book and you saw a deformed looking drawing. "Does this look like a poop with knives sticking out of it?" She asked, in a serious tone.

"Is.. Is that what you were going for?" You asked. She scoffed in response. "You can't answer a question with a question, Y/N." She stated, still waiting for her answer.

"Then.. Yes. It does kinda look like a spiky poop." You told her. She gave you a cold glare, scrunching up the paper and throwing it away.

"It was PORCUPINE Y/N! NOT A POOP! A PORCUPINE!"

A/N: hehehe if you understood where I got the reference from, you are amazing. :P

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