"No. It's the hobgoblins, I tell you." Leo mimicked her voice perfectly- not with his own vocal chords, but with one of the powers he had picked up on. He had met a shifty lady once who could mimick voices and appearances, and that had been a helpful power to know. So when he said he mimicked Glory's voice, he meant he could be standing in the dark, say those words, and anyone would think it was Glory. Now, he did this to show her how absolutely crazy she sounded, even adding in the little huff of exasperation she had at the end. It did sound rather comical. He, thankfully, did know how she used the word 'bungler', so he could be extremely offended. "You thought EXTREMELY wrong." He sniffed. "Underestimating people, especially me, is a TERRIBLE crime, and you fully deserved to be beat." He added with a small scoff. "Too many to count, but that's beside the point." He huffed quietly. Life would've been easier being shorter, but being tall had advantages, too. Advantages in both battle and just every day life. "Naturally and exactly." He smirked. This was going his way. "I wasn't suggesting the name would be Glory's Dictionary- that would be altogether FAR too boring. I do appreciate your vision of the name, however." He commented with a grin. (I swear, I have never laughed harder at words. Holy shitatouille. It took me half the night to just memorize every word so I could say them aloud. Just a side note- my father and I are both Crodsquinkled SO MUCH and I am SO GLAD I now have a word for it! Thank you! XD) As Glory continued with the very first words, for sure out of the front of her mind that happened to pop in, it was all Leo could do not to burst into laughter. For one, he needed those words. He was crodsquinkled so much. For two, they were so damn funny and random! "It's a good thing I am not drinking anything, as I would definitely be Frothbuggling right now." He chuckled, hoping he'd stay alive long enough to walk into the rooms of everyone in the school and just announce that he had crodsquinkled before leaving. "You are insufferable." He mumbled, then looked at her in such a way it was impossible to tell whether he wanted to speak or just stare at her or frown or snort or do anything. [That- why does she even joke about that. Sometimes I want to whack her over the head and hope it shakes something into place. Can she resist it? Is her mind just permanently on auto-pilot that was hacked by a demon on steroids with trust issues? What the hell?] He thought, continuing to stare at her until he was does wondering where she went wrong and how he could help. He had decided he couldn't, as he was just as wrong. In different ways. "You can probably guess the answer to that." He sighed wit a small snort. "That time, I was extremely hungry, and my little mind didn't know how to cope with it anymore. I was going crazy- hence me seeing something that looked somewhat like a liquified ghost and somewhat like elephant snot and decided it would be good to eat. I'm ASSUMING it was much less tasty than both, but NO I have NOT tried either. I do know, however, that it was less tasty than worms. And that fried grasshopper tasted a million times better." As he finished, he chalked it up to that he's eaten a lot of digusting stuff. "You described Axl with an amazing personality and perfection, then you say he got it from me? Awww, thanksss!" Leo grinned. "The answer is definitely yes, at this point. And I do have to say, without joking- since each of these animals is from my mind, if I don't specify their personalities, then they will have chips off of my personality. Like Jaws... I guess when I'm grumpy I act like a sullen minature deer, apparently. And attatchment issues show in Mori." He snorted at the raptor. "Axl got the humor. See what I mean?" From experimenting, that's how he guessed it worked. "I don't think so, but believe what you want. You can have opinions, even if they're wrong." He flashed a smile.

"Obviously I have, how have you not figured that out before now? Should I just pull out my floral dress and put on a bonnet?" Leo gasped in a high pitched voice, one of a woman he had met many years ago, and yet still remembered the voice of. Mostly because it was utterly annoying. He sounded much like Effie from Hunger Games. "Or maybe my not so ridiculously high high heels? They're only 6 inches, you know. I believe some makeup and a hairdo are important as well, now that I'm done pretending to be a man. So happy THAT'S over, don't have to act like I'm an idiot anymore." He chirped, the screechy bird like voice getting annoying, even to his own ears. However, at very least, it MUST be the SLIGHTEST bit weird to hear and see a 6 something man with bright red hair and a beard and mustache just frothing about dresses in an extremely lady-like voice. "I've heard the new tank tops coming out are just ALL the rave. And those skirts? Golly, I almost fainted! With the new moisterizing skin lotion and 56 different things to mask my face with, I should be set to become the most STUNNING and BEAUTIFUL and ATTRACTIVE and WANTED woman in the entire town!" He gushed, only dragging it on because he was fakely offended she would even suggest such a thing. If you can't beat em, join em. "I'm glad I-" He stopped with a cough as his voice went from british to irish to southern to normal to lady-like to something that sounded like it was from a 3'4 dwarf with a giant brown beard all in three words. "Sometimes it malfunctions." He finally said, after he had control over that particular thing again. This time, in his normal-ish voice, though with slightly more southern than normal, as whenever he used that particular power it brought out the roots of his real accent. "I'm mighty glad I could help." He finished, then snorted. "Fully." He mumbled, but it sounded more like fowly because of the drawl. One thing he had noticed about his accent, and the entire southern accent, was that if you talked normally, it sounjded really slow because you drawled every word out, but if you talked sped up, like most people in the south did to actually get their point across by christmas, everything was so fast you could barely tell what they were saying with the drawl. Then there was that one guy that sounded like a southern used cars salesman that only the people who knew him could understand, and the steriotypical super slow southern drawl-y guy that would be able to say howdy if given three weeks. He was usually the one before, as he hated being in conversations for weeks at a time when all he wanted to say was the car is ready. That meant not many people culd understand him, especially since he usually threw words together. For instance wuntto goundawn toda groserystore togitissome pertaters was what he would sound like if he was TRYING to say want to go on down to the grocery store to get us some potatoes. "I agree with ya there, I ain't ever able to top dat there name." he grinned as he drawled the mixed worded weirdness of the southern language. He friggin sounded like Mator. (You NEED to. I'll help xD). "I am quite lucky." Leo answered with a nod. For sooo many more reasons than she knew. At her question, he frowned, not in a bad way, as she had got him there. "Because your insufferable-ness is outweighed by how much I like you." He huffed gruffly, then continued on another topic. "Worms are way more delicious than beetle larvae, don't put them down!" He protested. As her illusions came back into play again, he snorted, grinning. That's NOT exactly what he imagine d a liquid ghost to look like, but hey, it seemed accurate. "Well thanks for complimenting the dog and me. We both appreciate it." Even though Axl wasn't currently conscious per say, he was still hovering in the back of Leo's mind, like a small 'nother mind, and Leo felt a small burst of pleasure at Glory's word, seemingly from back there... it wasn't all his, is what he was trying to say. It was weird, how it all worked, but since their minds were connected, he guessed Axl could hear and see what Leo heard and saw, purely through Leo's own thoughts. "Sure. That'd be fun to experiment with,." He chuckled. Why not. Frakenrobodogmurderdeercuddlydino is up. "Mhmmmm... yeah no, you're literally wrong about never being wrong, so that makes you wrong, in which case... you're wrong." he gave her a pointed look,