[REQUEST]

Evil Joe sat in his room, his arms crossed with a pouty expression on his face. You’d been trying to talk to him all day, but to no avail. The other Evil Hall members were perfectly able to talk to him, but he kept just being grouchy and didn’t talk.

So, when you tried to talk to him again, he could care less. Though it was still hard to take him seriously-

“Hmph,”

He grumbled, he turned his head too.

“Joe Hawley Joe Hawley.”

He said finally, and when you started to talk again he just put his hand to cover your mouth.