WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE // o, joining

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]It appeared another dog was in their midst. While they looked nothing alike, a dog was a dog. This was a sight to behold, a dog dressed up as... What? A human? He almost laughed at the idea. Sure, Victor had worn a scarf and little boots before, though, for only a couple days, but why pants? Children would always be a mystery to him. The striker had to admit that he held this scene belonged in a comedy club of some sort. Who were they talking to? There were plenty of questions that raced through his mind, but none of them managed to to be expelled from his mouth. This reminded him of the time when his owner's young nephew had come to visit. The little human manged to capture Victor's older brother and dress him up. In the end, his brother ended up wearing a backwards sweater, a hat that kept falling off, a pair of broken sunglasses, and some odd object around his neck. Victor and his sister never let their brother live hat down. The best part, their owner had taken pictures and hung them on the fridge.

White paws drew the husky over, his tail curled over his back with his ears perked forward. Others at the border was really the only constant this place had. He was not complaining, for more joiners only meant for a bigger group. Bright blue eyes examined the doberman, a small smirk tugging at the edges of his mouth. "Nice pants," jested the former sled dog, repressing his urge to laugh to the best of his ability. Bakugou had already addresses the 'important' things, so, there was no point in repeating them.