For the idiots out there, aka: SPAMTON G. SPAMTON

*Stole a radio from an unfortunate darkner and is now vibing to Christmas music*

*unfortunately for the holiday spirit, it starts raining

*goes into the dumpster and closes the lid*

*you suddenly think, for some reason, to check the label on the radio

*goes and checks the label*

'Raydio'(tm). It looks faded, enough to be discontinued

*decides to bring the radio into the dumpster so that nobody steals it*

Something about it seems so familiar. . .

*big think*

((Memechat?

((sure if you want

Haha 2 rps go brrrr) *Depressed 0 kromer sounds*

"I'm your [daughter], remember? You used to call me [little big shot]."

I domt have [[a daughter]] I'm [[Eternally Alome]]

". . ." She pauses, thinking.

. . .

". . .well, I can't just leave you in a [dumpster] let's go [home]."

What do you [[Mean Home]] this is my [[home]]]

"I have an [apartment] where you can stay."

Oh [[ok]]

She motions for him to follow her and exits the alleyway

*falls out a dumpster, landing on face* *follows*

*suddenly, something bonks you in the head*

Ow- my [[4.99 Melon]]

"Oi, [smallshot]!"

Oh boy. Not the [[Hyperlink Blocked]]

((This is an au where they've never met

"What're you doing in a [dumpster]?"

. . .

Her face doesn't seem mean at all, despite having just hit him in the head with something.

"Are you ok, [dad]? Do you need any [help]?"

What do you mean [Dad] you [slime]

Poppy sighs- "you don't remember, huh? I figured this [day] would come."

What do [[You mean]]

She opens the door to the backseat of her (fancy) car

Oh that's [[Fancy]]

"Thank you."

I drive a [[Happy wheels]]

She chuckles- "get in then."

*gets in*

Poppy shuts the door behind him and gets in the driver's seat

*holy shit. He sit*

((Pfffff

She starts driving

...

"Yes-"

Oh wow [[Little Big Shot]] I had no idea

"Don't call me that, I'm [21.46]."

Oh [[Sorry]]

She pulls up to an apartment complex

This is better than my [[Dumpster of a home]]

A lot [[Better]]

*this seems like an important person. Maybe he should try and remember

*thinking*

*a fragment of a memory comes to mind

:0

*the memory is of a little girl with pigtails being tucked into bed

'Goodnight, [little big shot].'

*the lights dim, and the memory fades

. . .

Oh god I [[Am a father]]

"There it is. I knew you'd remember."

And I can't remember [(anything else)]

"It should get better, but only If you [take your pills] when we get home."

I have [[Pills?]]