[of moogles and moe]

[renovateyourass]

[It's almost November. Already, the days and nights are getting colder, and yet no one has thought of keeping the moogles warm. Until now. There is a small stall near the Mess Hall where Kanji has set up the sweaters he made for the moogles. Currently, there is a long line of moogles, each waiting to pick their favorite design

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[trueneutrality]

[he stares at the moogles for a while, then looks at the sweaters]

Sweaters? For the moogles...?

[renovateyourass]

Yeah, 's right.

[trueneutrality]

That's a good idea. It'd be too bad if they died because of the cold. ... and they're nice, too.

[renovateyourass]

Uh...y-yeah. That's pretty much what I thought, too.

[pellameno]

That's thoughtful.

[renovateyourass]

Heh...thanks.

[pellameno]

You made them all on your own?

[renovateyourass]

Y-yeah, that's right.

[hoppy_ending]

Cuuuuuuute!

[renovateyourass]

Haha, yeah, I think so, too.

[ttly means the moogles]

[hoppy_ending]

They look too cute in their little sweaters!

[renovateyourass]

[he nods emphatically]

Yeah, definitely!

[alwaysuserubber]

[...standing in line for the sweaters]

[renovateyourass]

[....]

These ain't big enough for you.

[alwaysuserubber]

What?

[renovateyourass]

The sweaters. You ain't going t'be able t'fit in 'em.

[degenestrated]

Did you make all of these?

[renovateyourass]

Y-yeah, that's right.

[degenestrated]

How long did it take?

[renovateyourass]

A couple've months, t'make all of 'em. But they're pretty small so each one only takes a day or two.