artisabanghmm:

“Huh? You’re just going to sit down?” The artist seemed disappointed suddenly and sighed. “I thought you were tougher than that you Poliwag looking shit. Oh well, hmm.”

“Tch! Bastard!” Tororo kicked his foot at Deidara’s, grumbling. “And I am not a Pokemon, you stereotypical jerk. Just because I look similar to your stupid Pekoponian frog species doesn’t mean anything.”

Pupu, this is a shout out to Kululu’s mun. Even though the Old Man is a jerk and I hate him, he has a pretty kick-ass mun whose birthday was recently. Happy Birthday. Pupupuu~

sgt-major-kululu:

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“Tadpole, frog, toad they are all the same to me, hmm.” He laughed mildly and looked back with ease. “You sure talk a lot you know? How about I show you my true art.” 

Tororo gritted his teeth together, becoming upset that Deidara wasn’t giving him anything. “I don’t give a shit about your ‘true art,’ pupu,” he grumbled, letting his arm fall back to his side when he realized he probably wasn’t going to get anything.

He was also upset at the fact that Deidara was basically making fun of him. The tadpole didn’t know how to make the artist mad, so he was stuck. Sitting down he stretches out his legs and looks up at Deidara, glaring behind his glasses. “Jerk.”

artisabanghmm:

“Huh?” The artist lifted and eyebrow and then smirked. “Haha, so you’re hungry eh? For such a big badass toad you would think you could get your own food, hmm. FIne I’l give you some, but you gotta beg for it first.” He said in a mocking tone.

“I’m not a toad,” he mumbled. The tadpole waved his hand and held it closer to Deidara’s face. “I’m not going to beg to someone like you. Just give me food and maybe we’ll allow you to live.” Tororo grinned, adjusting his glasses with his free hand.

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Taking out his lunch Deidara began to eat as the frog ranted for a moment as he looked back without care. “Tch, you sure have a big mouth, hmm.” He sipped on a juice box he had brought in his bag as well for some time and let out a sigh. “Still here I see. Get lost toad.”

“What did you just say!? Pupu, you’d better not start this with me or I’ll make sure that you’re the first human we kill when we take over this invasion—” The tadpole was cut off by his own stomach growling when he saw Deidara pull out food. Boy, was he hungry. “Hnng..” Tororo shifted towards the artist and held out his hand. “Give me something,” he demanded.

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“Tch, yare yare.” The artist groaned and looked around. “It sure has been a long time since I’ve been doing this kinda shit, hmm. It’s been months and months since I’ve been active in the world hasn’t it.. Everyone seems to be gone too other than a few nasty ass faces.” The artist turned with tired eyes to the small creature. “And of course the first thing I see when I come back is this dumbass frog looking thing. What’s going to show up next? Tobi!? Hmm.”

Tororo couldn’t help but grimace as the artist insulted him so nonchalantly. There was no way he was going to let Deidara get away with that.

“Screw you! You don’t look any better yourself, human!” He yelled. The tadpole… wasn’t the best when coming up with comebacks and he knew it. Years of fighting Kululu had forced him to believe that fact. Even so, he was still pissed at the human. “Why don’t you go jump off a cliff? I think this world has had enough of you and your shitty attitude, pupu.”

artisabanghmm started following you

Oh fuck.

The last human Tororo wanted to see right now. The tadpole was already agitated to hell right now because of his failed attempt to adjust his computer. The result was it blowing up in his face.

Deidara’s simple presence there was enough to anger Tororo further, since his past encounters with him weren’t particularly the best.