wrinkles his nose "Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm sorry dear but the idiot here is you..."

pales when that comes out as a song

covers his mouth, and glars at him like SEE?

laughs "I told you so, I told you so/ and I am sorry to say but, way to go~" glad he isn't the only one in this

dodges and sighs "Where do we go~ from here~...?"

keeps massaging his throat, wondering if it's a spell gone wrong

laughs, but refrains himself from singing again and just nods

wrinkles his nose "Maybe he is, maybe he's not / but anyway, this is anoying. A lot."

sighs and rubs his forehead, he'll have headache if this goes on