Vlad blinked as pink glitter explodes right in his face and goes all over him.
Great.
He frowned as it's flashbacks all over again of The Great Glitter incident at home that had had Lockheed flying about as a mass of glitter and one could still find glitter here and there in the house even to this day.
Vlad sighs and with a stoic face (had this been anything other than glitter he could've just sighed and shook his head with a small smile) takes the note out. Yep, not understanding it. So, still looking ahead with a slight frown he hands the note off to Cait.
"...I hate glitter."
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