Alastor: he whined continuing to his his head. "Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid."

Shoot-

George: "Well...? What's wrong?" George asked quietly. "You have to at least tell me, alright??"

Alastor: "a fly could literally eat me right now and it wouldn't have a problem afterwards!! Blood like mine is supposed to be bitter!! Because it's deadly!!" He curled up into a ball. "Please don't eat me..."

George: George burst into laughter, wheezing at the thought that Alastor thought George would eat him. "You think I'd- That I'd really-!" George was dying of fits of laughter, barely able to catch his breath.

Alastor: he frowned glaring at George. He tried to get up to go and smack him, although the giant gashes in his side from the vines made it quite difficult to move. "AAAaariv!!!" He whined.

George: "Ariv probably won't hear you," George said after calming himself down. "Sound-proof walls and all. Want me to go get him, though?"

Alastor: he grumbled flipping George off. "You're an asshole, yes, I'd like you to get someone who can actually stop all the organs from falling out of my body. Since you're so useless in that criteria."

Heyo!! How are you today? It's your birthday right??