![thewhianator:
fyeahpdp:
Trigger Warning: Swearing, anti-trans, binarism
Privilege Denying Dude: [Picture: Background: 8 piece pie style color split with red and teal alternating. Foreground: White guy with glasses and light shadow wearing a sweat shirt over a button down and short black hair. Has a smug, arrogant facial expression and crossed arms. Top text: “ [insolent shit] ” Bottom text: “ [that’s gender neutral right?] ”]
Wow I kind of want to punch this guy. And by “kind of” I mean “most definitely.”
Bring it, dawg.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnxnxucHsT1qgy0fio1_500.png)
Oh? Well like how so? I like to dye mine.
my hair glows when i sing! it can also heal. -giggles- dye? oh i could never dye mine.
That’s crazy cool. Why can’t you dye it though?
Clearly,…
-squeals- i love makeovers!
See, there you go, Scott! She loves the idea. What a fun activity for the two of you, I’m so glad I thought of it, mm, yeah.
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Oh? Well like how so? I like to dye mine.
my hair glows when i sing! it can also heal. -giggles- dye? oh i could never dye mine.
That’s crazy cool. Why can’t you dye it though?
Clearly, Scott, it’s because the amount of hair dye required to do so doesn’t exist. -He stared incredulously at Rapunzel’s seemingly never ending mane of golden tresses.-
But she could just do a little part! Like put a buncha blue in it!
Always with the oil of Olivier. Well why don’t you two have some “girl time” and you can give her a makeover.
Oh? Well like how so? I like to dye mine.
my hair glows when i sing! it can also heal. -giggles- dye? oh i could never dye mine.
That’s crazy cool. Why can’t you dye it though?
Clearly, Scott, it’s because the amount of hair dye required to do so doesn’t exist. -He stared incredulously at Rapunzel’s seemingly never ending mane of golden tresses.-
He’s cool with it!
Really? -twirls in a circle- this is soo exciting! i’ll get packed!
Oh cool! You can come aboard whenever you’re ready!
well i told my parents. they aren’t happy about me leaving but they…
*Brings a chair next to dad, yes?* I can sit here right..?
-Still refusing to leave his seat, Dr. Evil stretched his leg out as far as he could and kicked the chair (whose identical relatives surrounded the emblem on the floor in a circle) Scott had wheeled over across the room. He then snapped his fingers and a uniform-clad henchman arrived with a chair that more closely resembled the villainous doctor’s own, replete with a big bow and a gift tag addressed to Scott in neat cursive: For Scott. Love, Dad.- You can sit here. You know, in the nicer chair. That I just had brought out for you. Take her for a spin, Scotty. Or him… I don’t… I don’t know how to tell the sex of furniture.
He’s cool with it!
Really? -twirls in a circle- this is soo exciting! i’ll get packed!
Oh cool! You can come aboard whenever you’re ready!
well i told my parents. they aren’t happy about me leaving but they respect it. i’m all packed and ready to board! -smiles-
We’ve breached so you can feel free to just drop on in. Can’t miss it. A henchman will escort you to the main chamber and find a suitable place for your belongings, yeah. I’d, you know, come greet you myself, but my chair gets stuck in the narrow hallway and I really don’t feel like getting up. Too much work. I’m quite comfy and I don’t want to disrupt Mr. Bigglesworth.
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I’m not sure, really. But I’m going to take the safe route and blame Number 2 for it regardless if he had any involvement or not. It’s just easier to do.
The mayonnaise jar was certainly a step up for him.
Yeah, no. He’s hardly evil enough. He lacks finesse. You don’t seem to understand the art of villainy. It’s an art, you know, you have to go to school and study it. I was groomed extensively for my position. Scott… well Scott plays with dolls. Not a very villainous past time, now is it?

