Tav, bro-- Check it! [ a nudge; they're probably sitting around a mountain of cupcakes that just
generated spontaneously a little while ago but
but anyway! gamzee is going to pick up this cheesecake one and stare at its magnificence-- before sticking the entire thing in his mouth, speaking while chewing.
he says something along the lines of "They're like motherfucking mini pies". hopefully you can tell over the frequent nom nom noms. ]
[ god yeah these are great. not as great as slime pies, but they're amazing in their own miraculous little ways. sweet and fluffy and chewy . . . why not take another one from the cheesecake pile! ]
Heheh-- Little fucker's makin' me feel all the fuckin' warmth and fuzz where my heart's at, bro. [ no seriously. he's feeling pretty fluffy inside. in the good way, of course.
gamzee seems to being crawling over to him in the mountains of cupcakes though, his smile as goofy as ever.
and what is he going to do now, now that he's standing in front of him?
he's going to hug his bro. ] Shhhh, brother. [ chill, chill. listen to the fuzzy warmth in your heart. his face presses against tavros, snuggling his cheek-- aww bro, looks like you're gonna get some clown make up on your face. ]
Normally, Gamzee invading his personal space would make Tavros uncomfortable, but suddenly he's feeling okay with it. More than okay, actually. He smiles and hugs back. Even the greasy mess being smeared across his face isn't bothering him.]
[ it brings a smile to gamzee's face; he even begins to chuckle ( with that occasional, soft honk sound he has the habit of making from time to time ) so he presses into the embrace just a little bit more-- eventually, sliding down to the ground. come with him, brother. it's not like he's going to let go! actually-- you have no choice! he's dragging you down with him. ]
[Falling is something Tavros is very used to, but usually it doesn't involve his best bro being this close to him. After wincing a bit, he looks up at his friend.]
[ now he's kind of-- curling himself onto tavros, arms around him and pulling his head to his chest, gamzee's own head resting on top of it. every shift he makes comes with a squish. crushing those cupcakes. good thing they weren't clown horns. ]
Yeah. [ he eyes his friend's huge horns-- woaaah they looked a lot bigger from here. he seems to get distracted, but after a few awkward, delayed moments: ] I'm motherfuckin' better than okay, dog.
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generated spontaneously a little while ago but
but anyway! gamzee is going to pick up this cheesecake one and stare at its magnificence-- before sticking the entire thing in his mouth, speaking while chewing.
he says something along the lines of "They're like motherfucking mini pies". hopefully you can tell over the frequent nom nom noms. ]
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Yeah, they're uh, totally dope.
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Heheh-- Little fucker's makin' me feel all the fuckin' warmth and fuzz where my heart's at, bro. [ no seriously. he's feeling pretty fluffy inside. in the good way, of course.
maybe they can slam about it ]
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Um, Gamzee, I'm not so sure we should be... eating these.
[Rapping about cupcakes? Could the universe even handle something that horrible awesome?]
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gamzee seems to being crawling over to him in the mountains of cupcakes though, his smile as goofy as ever.
and what is he going to do now, now that he's standing in front of him?
he's going to hug his bro. ] Shhhh, brother. [ chill, chill. listen to the fuzzy warmth in your heart. his face presses against tavros, snuggling his cheek-- aww bro, looks like you're gonna get some clown make up on your face. ]
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Normally, Gamzee invading his personal space would make Tavros uncomfortable, but suddenly he's feeling okay with it. More than okay, actually. He smiles and hugs back. Even the greasy mess being smeared across his face isn't bothering him.]
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A-are you okay?
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Yeah. [ he eyes his friend's huge horns-- woaaah they looked a lot bigger from here. he seems to get distracted, but after a few awkward, delayed moments: ] I'm motherfuckin' better than okay, dog.
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I'm g-glad we're bros, man.
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