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”Remind me precisely why we’re doing this again…? I heard you the first time, but I'm having difficulty comprehending it.” ”…’Cause it’s fun! What, I’ve mentioned on multiple occasions that we need to get a picture together-…!” ”- Because you’re obstinately perusing me on account of the fact that we both happen to be polymorphic. Still doesn’t explain the primary impetus.” ”Whether you choose to believe it or not, I think you’re cool. That’s reason enough, don’t you think?” ”Perhaps it’s the latent paranoia, but I find it hard to believe anyone past psychological maturity can conjure any action sans ulterior motive.” ”You’d better believe it! C’mon, it’ll be fun! Besides, the rest of the crew is still on the roller coaster. We’ve got time to kill.” ”Alright! Alright. Considering the fact that we’re just acquaintances – and new ones, at that – I just find this oddly innocent for a kitsune with a Taluthus-tonne of tail-mouths.” ”Lighten up, will ya? Speaking of which, take off your shirt.” ”You beg my pardon?” ”Take off your shirt and flex! In fact, revise your whole figure and make it a tad more defined. We’ll give it to the girls ‘n’ watch them swoon~." ”Uhhh… Oh! You’re just going to go on ahead, eh?” ”Why not? It’ll be a great Valentines’ Day card for next year.” “Who in their right mind is going to believe we stepped into a photo booth and suddenly gained about twenty-five pounds of muscle mass and sculpted physiques?” ”Well, you always wear baggy clothing. Oh, come on – have some fun with your abilities!” ”I shape and state shift enough, thanks! I don’t need to pre-doctor a photograph to have fun!” ”If you don’t, I’m going to look like a jock and you’re going to look like a geek I’m humoring.” ”I actively refer to myself as an abomination. You think for a second a dig at my vanity – of which there is none – is going to change my mind?” ”How about this? You join me flaunting or I tell the crew what our tails did two nights prior. ”…There is something severely wrong with you. Ya go from jocund to unabashed coercion tactics in a moment’s notice.” ”Naaah~. I just really want this photo-op to show the gang since you’re still one of the latest inductees compared to everyone else.” ”Oh, and a minor query: If you’re so worried about appearances that we have to alter our builds – why are you resting your arm on my shoulder and raising an Earthling peace sign?” ”Would you rather I look all perturbed like you?” ”’Vexed’ is the term I’d use. I literally cannot follow your line of reasoning and I have serious doubts you’re implementing any sort of logic here.” ”Sometimes you have to be spontaneous! Go with the flow~… Live a little! You can’t coast on pessimism.” ”Realism; and spare me the rhetoric when you’re poised like a Californian circa 1972. Everyone has their days. This just happens to be one of mine thanks to recent circumstances.” ”Then us looking like oddballs is certain to cheer you up once the pic-… Wait, did the camera go off?” ”Did it? I couldn’t tell. I was too busy narrowing my eyes at your ceaseless simper.” ”Meanie~.” ”Whackjob~.” As the two sauntered away from the booth abreast, arms harbored atop the other’s shoulder, patrons and bystanders bore witness to grins that stretched from ear to ear and a double helix tail ravel. |
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