Rowdy Dumpling

I don't care that you could most certainly martial arts the shit out of me. I firmly believe that whenever you walk into a room, this happens:

Don't deny it!

That's how she martial arts the shit out of everything.

NOOO. NOT YOU TOO!

I don't care if your name is Stabby. I'd roundhouse you and poke you to near death. Then I'd probably feel bad and help you up and get you to a doctor and a giant teddy.

I say this of course in the nicest of ways. (ó㉨ò)ﾉ♡

Having Dumpling-chan martial art the shit out of you, is probably something akin to getting strangled by fluffy bunnies.

. . .I don't even know how to respond to that.

Getting strangled by fluffy bunnies can be horrific.

Ohhh~ Well, that changes everything.