Me: Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~!!! Ezio: Did Tumblr ate you alive and spat you out through the exit? Me: Shadupp old man, go do your Ottoman dubstep. Ellie: Yusuf kept trolling him while you were away Yusuf: Ezio Auditore de fa la la c:
Me: Gahd Yusuf, you're like our brother from another mother~! Yusuf: Ummm yes? Me: He should stay with us, the mansion feels so cold without Cesare to bug Ezio! Ezio: Hey! My brother is already annoying me 48/14! Ellie: He annoyed you ever since you were a little tiny cannoli...or a burrito, but that's what I call little novice
I have a book called Italian Lover, and it somehow suits Sofia and Ezio. A twenty-something gurl falls in love with a 50-something old man, but the guy was married, although he did die somewhere...I forgot...heart attack maybe.
Me: I kicked him out because apparently study shows that a bull can get drunk by eating too much apples, so you can imagine all the mountains of apples he bought the other day and- Cesare: *suddenly appears out of nowhere* VA BENE, let's just stop it right there
Ezio: Does this mean we have to throw out everything that has apples in it?! Me/Ellie: Yes. Ellie: Unless you want a half-naked prima donna running around the streets screaming "APPLES~!" all night... Ezio: Fine... Me: Oh don't worry Etz, I'll leave the applesauce for you, just in case. Senior citizens need all of dem vitamins right? Ezio: